Chapter 33: The Mute Coroner, A Shocking Testimony in Court

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Su Yu was mainly worried that the City of Machines might flee, creating too much commotion and attracting the attention of ill-intentioned people.

Huang Ai spoke through clenched teeth, but he also knew that if he wanted to remain in the Church of Ten Thousand Races, he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

Chu Xi said something to the people inside the vehicle, then climbed into the back seat. The black van followed, disappearing from the camera’s range.

“Really?” A flicker of surprise crossed Lin Ye’s eyes. He hurriedly turned to look around and, sure enough, saw Uncle Black lying on another bed.

But the harsh reality told Su Yu that he was already exceptionally handsome, so he should not expect the world to be even more beautiful than that.

Had Su Yu not summoned the Ranger Battle Corps to form a battle formation around them and keep watch in advance, things would have been far worse.

“Nothing. I’ve just been having some strange dreams lately,” Wei’er said indifferently.

Amid the swirling steam, the alchemical liquid floated inside the furnace. There were fifteen drops in total, each displaying the familiar blue-and-red hues.

He remembered that after he had blessed the City of Machines, the city itself had not changed. The only one that had changed was its Mechanical Spirit.

Perhaps Lu Chuan’s refusal had caught the voice off guard, leaving it utterly speechless.

That fellow must have assumed that Hao Jian would soon be taken away by the police, so he was making sure to let him eat something good while there was still time.

Fang Mu knew of several cases in which spies had betrayed the forces they served, bringing about disastrous consequences.

If I put it that way, she’ll only think that I truly like her but cannot be with her because of some other reason.

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“Uncle Laifu, those must be the German engineers my father hired, right?” Fang Mu asked Laifu beside him.

The matter of peace negotiations between the Song and Xia dynasties was a stone weighing on the hearts of the officials and sovereign of Great Song. Whenever the Song army gained an overwhelming advantage over Western Xia on the northwestern battlefield, the Liao would interfere, leaving the ruler and ministers of Great Song deeply troubled.

The reason people said this was actually because reviving even a single Kujo Jotaro was incredibly difficult.

Thank God for letting me meet you. Thank you for treating me so well, for giving me so much laughter, and… thank you for loving me so much.

Fang Mu and Liang Yingshi waited at the entrance of the cave for roughly the time it took to burn two incense sticks before Huzi finally dragged the corpse out of the secret chamber. Carrying a dead body through the cave entrance was extremely troublesome, which was why Huzi had taken several times longer than before. He was also drenched in sweat.

Everyone could imagine what the consequences would be. When Liu Yufei saw me, she must have felt as though her world had collapsed, while I was subjected to a furious barrage of abuse.

After spending so long at Letian’s side, Tu Si’s horizons had already broadened considerably. He immediately understood. With the Son of Heaven behaving so recklessly, it was only a matter of time before trouble broke out across Great Song. It was not impossible for the realm to descend into chaos. By then, there would be countless refugees forced to abandon their homes, making it easy to recruit people.

“Yes!” A burly man on the other side answered Tian Renming loudly, his voice filled with excitement.

“Is Father worried that the court will refuse to approve it and anger His Majesty?” He Jingxuan instantly understood He Zaixu’s thoughts from the hesitation on his father’s face.

Even though Luo Feng had already known that the real world was the hub connecting the other worlds, he had always believed that it was merely an ordinary mortal realm.

“Heh heh…” Luo Feng chuckled softly. He understood now that having Yu Mengdie return this time had been part of a conspiracy—and that conspiracy was aimed primarily at him.

After Fan Lang recovered to his peak condition, he immediately set out to find other Ghost Kings and continue his journey of leveling up.

After Zhou Tong gave Fang Huairan a reassuring smile, she sent him back to the Mirror of the Great Thousand Worlds. She herself chose a route where no Yin-Yang Pearls had been buried and rose into the air in a streak of escaping light.

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Suppressing his urge to flee, this Silver Dragon expert of the Annihilation Realm urged the Thunder-Eating Pearl forward instead of retreating. Seizing the last moment available, he closed in on the three Silver Dragon prodigies who had withdrawn in time, then swept out a hand and collected all three into his essence world.

Not everyone was qualified to use the long-distance teleportation array. Ordinary people were not even allowed to approach it. Anyone who tried to force their way in would be killed on the spot, without a word of explanation.

Cheng Feng said this with a smile. By then, he had already withdrawn from the body of the Starforging Dragon King and transformed into the appearance of Lu Bu, Courtesy Name Fengxian. Of course, even that appearance was only temporary. After all, he had shown his true face while in the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

The subsequent arrival of the world in the Age of Declining Magic was likewise meant to allow its wounded origin to recover gradually. It was like a cultivator falling into a deep sleep after suffering severe injuries, able to recover only through the slow passage of time.

Vast amounts of power continuously surged into his body, assisting him in fully refining those divine treasures from the myriad heavens.

“That is what I believe,” Shi Hao said. He was not being reserved or making a polite refusal; these were his genuine thoughts. Though he envied them, that envy had not distorted his convictions. In his view, perhaps breaking through without relying on external objects was the correct path—or at the very least, the path most suited to this era.

After all, his wandering cultivator’s attire was far too conspicuous. He was now tied to Qin Shaoyou on the same rope, and he had already betrayed Gao Long. Naturally, he would not gamble with his own life.

Yan Yuxiu was clearly parroting, word for word, what Imperial Consort Wei had said earlier and using it to deceive the empress.

The young people looked at one another, finding the situation utterly unbelievable. In the end, one of them summoned his courage, stepped forward, and respectfully performed a Taoist salute to Su Li.

For many people, this gift was something they could never obtain no matter how desperately they sought it. But whether Leng Ruiyao would appreciate the thought behind it was something only she herself could know.

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