Master of Kaidan-Chapter 477: Making a Sin!

Li Jing had just grasped the wooden figure, emitting a peculiar aura, in his hand when he heard his son suddenly start wailing. Just as he was about to scold him, he saw the little one leap up fiercely.

He knew of Nezha’s inherent divine power, but this jump still startled Li Jing, even reminding him of the spear thrown by the strong men of the Eastern Yi people.

Acting on his military general instincts, Li Jing immediately tried to step aside. However, what was flying towards him was not a spear, and as Li Jing barely dodged, Nezha suddenly stretched out his hand, snatched the figurine from Li Jing’s grasp, and with a single push, landed back on the ground, carefully examining the little figure—

"Little Wood! Little Wood! Are you alright? Stand up! Don’t die!"

Listening to his son’s cries, Li Jing was so agitated that he felt as if he were about to faint from anger, but the next moment, the pain in his arm along with the crisp, splitting sounds that reverberated through his bones to his brain made him instantly realize what had happened.

However, before he could fully grasp his thoughts, everything before him suddenly began to recede rapidly. Thankfully, Nezha’s room was spacious enough, and given Li Jing’s professional training, he had enough reaction time. Not caring how Nezha had managed to exert such terrifying force with that push, he instantly formed an earth escape spell and slapped it onto the ceiling.

Although Li Jing was not adept in the Immortal Path, he was formally trained and adept at the Five Elements Escape Technique. Despite the unexpected blow, he managed to use it before the collision.

But before he could prepare a flying spell to deal with the impending issue of crashing through the ceiling, a sharp pain suddenly shot from his lower back—it felt as if someone had harshly struck him with a rifle butt!

Li Jing immediately realized that, although the ceiling was mostly made of earthen and stone structures, it was still reinforced with steel and beams. His use of the Earth Escape spell could penetrate through the masonry, but not the steel or wooden beams!

By the time he thought of this, though, it was already too late. The sound of cracking echoed from behind him, and he, along with a large section of the ceiling that contained the steel, were flung upwards.

It was only because of his earth-escape state, which made the bricks and stones flow like water, providing a buffer, and the fact that he had just returned from work still clad in armor, that he didn’t lose his life right then and there!

...

The next morning, Lady Yin, having returned from a family visit, disembarked from the flying vessel with bags big and small, but her face slightly changed before she even entered the gates of the Li residence.

Because...

It seemed there was a corner missing from their roof.

"This place... is Nezha’s room!"

The moment Lady Yin realized this, she panicked and, disregarding her decorum, lifted her skirts and hurried into the residence, but...

"Dear! How did you get injured?!"

Seeing Li Jing with an arm in a sling and his complexion lacking any color, Lady Yin couldn’t help but exclaim. Hearing this, Li Jing attempted to darken his already pale face but failed, merely glaring towards the backyard and gritting his teeth, he said,

"Go ask that unfilial son!"

"Huh?"

Lady Yin was truly perplexed; she had thought a demon had attacked their home, but from her husband’s implication, it was Nezha’s doing?

However, as unruly as Nezha was, he had never before physically confronted his parents.

Lady Yin immediately sensed something amiss, but seeing her husband’s fierce expression, she proceeded toward the backyard. There, she saw Nezha holding a small planer, vigorously working on a piece of stump.

But...

This wood... why does it look so familiar?

Mrs. Yin’s mind hadn’t yet realized what had happened, but her instincts made her instinctively look up in one direction, and then, she saw...

"Nezha! Why did you cut down the old tree at home?!"

Mrs. Yin exclaimed in shock, but upon hearing this, Nezha burst into tears and, while crying, continued to plane the wood. Hearing her son crying, Mrs. Yin’s heart softened a bit, but upon a closer look... why was this child making a coffin?!

And the size...

Is it supposed to be an urn?

"You child, it was enough that you cut down the tree, why are you making such ominous things?!"

"Waaaahhh... Father, father killed Little Wood waaaahhh!"

Upon hearing his mother’s words, Nezha wailed even louder. Li Jing, who initially didn’t want to bother with Nezha, got so annoyed by the crying that he walked into the backyard and scolded angrily,

"What are you crying about! You almost killed your old man, and I didn’t even see you cry!"

At this, Li Jing couldn’t help but recall last night’s events—he was lucky to respond quickly, otherwise, today Nezha might have needed another coffin ready!

But speaking of which, it was essentially his own fault for not being reasonable. Seeing the child crying nonstop, he found himself unable to open his mouth to scold.

"Ah... what a calamity! What a calamity!"

Mrs. Yin, watching the father and son, was increasingly unable to understand. Normally, Nezha didn’t even talk back, let alone raise a hand. He would be punished by his own father for just talking back, but today, not only had he injured his father, he also cut down the old tree at home, yet his father had merely erupted in anger?

Was his husband scared from being hit?

This thought had just popped into Mrs. Yin’s mind before she dismissed it.

A joke, with her husband’s stubborn character, even if he were beaten to death, don’t expect him to say a soft word.

Seeing Nezha start to carve the coffin, Mrs. Yin could no longer bear to watch, and after calming down Li Jing, she supported him as they left the backyard, whispering,

"Although Nezha is usually naughty, he never lifts a hand against his own family, Husband..."

Mrs. Yin didn’t continue, but Li Jing understood what his wife meant and sighed,

"Yesterday I came home and sensed a demonic energy in Nezha’s room that wasn’t quite like demonic energy or spiritual energy, so I went to check, and found that he had kept a wooden figure, seemingly a monster. I tried to pick it up to see, but who would have thought, that little figure wouldn’t withstand handling, and it just died when I squeezed it..."

"So, it turns out it was your fault?" Mrs. Yin finally understood why her husband was "much calmer" today. On hearing this, Li Jing’s beard bristled, and pointing at his still-banded arm and then lifting his shirt to show the bruises on his back, he shouted angrily,

"Look at this! And look at this! I am his father!"

"Ah, you father and son..." Mrs. Yin sighed again, and decided to leave Li Jing for the moment, planning to go to the backyard to comfort her son and inquire about that so-called little figure. She had only walked halfway when she heard a servant in the house shouting,

"Madam! It’s terrible! The third young master ran off over the wall with the coffin!"

"Huh?!"

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