Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Chapter 29 Children Missing in the City

"Come on, come on."

Jingming sat up and beckoned to the tiger spirit, which was about the size of a cat.

"Roar!!"

Faced with Jingming's call, even if the tiger spirit was unwilling, it had no choice but to walk towards Jingming.

"It feels as light as if it were nothing when you hold it."

Seeing the tiger spirit approaching, Jingming directly reached out and grabbed the back of its neck.

Eyes facing each other.

"A flash of inspiration suggests that there is still intelligence involved."

Then Jingming embraced the tiger spirit and carefully sensed the power within its body.

【Tiger Might】: 0/10000.

"Zhu'er, Fuzhou City is just ahead."

"Once we get to the city, we'll have a good rest."

Inside the group, Zhao's father pointed to the city gate tower standing on the ground ahead and said to Jingming beside him.

"Fuzhou City?"

"Is our family's business association located here?"

Jingming, who was sitting next to Zhao's father, opened his eyes and looked up at Zhao's father like a child, asking him a question.

【Tiger Might】100/10000.

"Well, that concludes this shipment."

"From here, the group will separate and radiate outwards to the surrounding cities."

"We'll only need to bring two or three people, and we'll take a carriage to each of the shops in the city where they are located to check the accounts."

Looking into Jingming's bright eyes, Zhao's father smiled and nodded, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

This journey has lasted for more than half a month, enduring wind and rain, and the child has never uttered a single complaint.

On the contrary, they seemed quite content, looking at the butterflies and the flowers.

Thinking of this, a trace of worry flashed in Zhao's father's eyes again. Could this child really be going to the Sanyi Sect to become a Taoist priest?

Shaking his head to banish these jumbled thoughts from his mind, Zhao's father continued speaking to Jingming.

"After we've rested, I'll take you to see Governor Sun."

As he spoke, Zhao's father smiled at Jingming.

Governor Sun? The historical Governor Sun?

Upon hearing this, Jingming blinked involuntarily, surprised at his father's impressive connections.

However, it still depends on having guns and people.

"Master, I just inquired about what's happening in Fuzhou City right now."

As the group continued their journey, Qian Tong and a few others who had entered the city rushed back to report the situation to Zhao's father.

"There shouldn't be any change in the power dynamics within the city, right?"

Seeing Qian Tong walking breathlessly beside the cart, Zhao's father waved to signal the mule cart to stop.

"I was in a rush and didn't get to ask around in detail, but I didn't hear anything about any changes."

Qian Tong shook his head and replied to Zhao's father.

Then he glanced at Jingming, who was sitting cross-legged next to Zhao's father.

Jingming was completely bewildered by the other party's gaze.

This was his first time going out with Zhao's father, and his first time in Fuzhou City. What could possibly be related to him?

"Just say what you have to say. When did you become so hesitant and indecisive?"

Seeing Qian Tong's expression, Zhao's father frowned and then spoke.

"The biggest event that has happened in Fuzhou recently is the disappearance of seventeen young children in a row."

"Among them were children from wealthy families."

"That's why the government is investigating very thoroughly."

After speaking, Qian Tong glanced at Jingming again, realizing that his young master was also a child.

"A missing child?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao's father frowned and then glanced at Jingming.

He wasn't worried about his son. His son could even kill a transvestite tiger, so why would he be afraid of these things?

His concern was that there might be evil cultivators or even demons in the city.

Although he didn't have much contact with cultivators, back then, that vicious tiger cultivated by eating people.

So the things happening in this city might also be related to cultivators or demons.

After all, chaotic times breed many monsters!

"Go and take another look, make some extra arrangements, and get into the city safely first."

Suppressing his worries, Zhao's father waved to Qian Tong and said...

He wasn't too worried. Unlike the man-eating tiger he had encountered before, there were troops stationed in Fuzhou City, equipped not only with rifles but also with cannons!

"Zhu'er, don't leave my side when we get to the city."

However, Zhao's father still gave Jingming a word of advice.

"Okay father."

Upon hearing Zhao's father's words, Jingming nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on Fuzhou City.

[Observe] [Look at Qi]

In Jingming's eyes, Fuzhou City began to become abstract, like a dragon coiled there.

Various colors, including green, yellow, white, and red, fluttered all around.

In the southeast, a crimson hue exuded an even more chilling and deadly aura.

"Although it is not a strategically important location, it is still a major town in the province."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that such weather is possible."

"It's just about missing children?"

Jingming squinted, trying hard to look in the direction of Fuzhou City.

However, apart from those various kinds of Qi, nothing useful was found.

"My cultivation level is still too shallow."

Jingming narrowed his eyes, then closed them again.

With her eyes closed, Jingming slowly entered a state of stillness.

Da da da!

As the mule's hooves trod and the wheels rolled, the surrounding world began to be reflected in the clear mind and body.

"Thank you, Master."

"Enter the city!"

Zhao's father's voice clearly reached Jingming's ears.

Because they had made prior arrangements with someone who had been doing business in Fuzhou for many years, they did not encounter any difficulties.

"What a brilliant child! He is pure of spirit and full of vitality. He is truly an excellent and top-quality cauldron for refining Gu!"

"The president stipulates that everything must be based on the doctrines of the association. If you try to put personal matters before public ones, don't blame me for taking action."

"Tch, a holy child, ascending to immortality?"

"You guys actually believe what the chairman says?"

"To ascend to immortality with you all?"

The three men sat in a teahouse near the city gate, whispering among themselves as they watched Jingming sitting quietly on the mule cart.

"If you don't believe me, then why did you join in the first place?"

A mocking voice rang out.

"hehe."

"If this child can't become a saint, then I'll keep him."

Even some leftovers will do.

On the mule cart, Jingming was completely unaware that he had become the target of others' attention.