[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle":3,"chapter-dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-153":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Dimension Park: I Am the Summoning Apostle",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2279170,4458,"Chapter 153","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-153",153,"\u003Cp>Yang Wenju and Bai Xiaohe were brought to court that day for adultery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many people gathered to watch, whispering among themselves, eager for a spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The presiding judge, Qiao Huaiyuan, saw the time was right and slammed his gavel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silence!” he bellowed with a strong voice; the yamen runners and constables moved in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The murmurs vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bring in the accused Yang,” Qiao Huaiyuan began, but was interrupted by a commotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face darkened with displeasure; he snapped: “Who is making noise outside?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd scattered quickly, clearing a path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three armored soldiers drove a war chariot pulled by four warhorses, stopping elegantly at the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Huaiyuan’s heart tightened—he had heard no word of any high-ranking official arriving in Lin Yuan City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man of extraordinary bearing stepped down from the chariot; one glance revealed his noble origins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His clothing was not lavish, yet it suited him like a secret inspection in disguise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His skin, too, bore no mark of ordinary life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard today’s case was intriguing, so I came to observe. Is that too much to ask?” Chu Danqing strolled in slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three armored soldiers dismounted to clear a path for Chu Danqing; Da Bao followed behind as rear guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Huaiyuan immediately quelled his turbulent thoughts and declared: “This is a courtroom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not allowed?” Chu Danqing raised an eyebrow, his tone challenging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Chu Danqing’s confidence, Qiao Huaiyuan felt uncertain—who was this man?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to order him beaten out with sticks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those three armored soldiers clearly weren’t to be trifled with, let alone the warhorses outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Left and right!” Qiao Huaiyuan barked, then lowered his voice: “Give this young master a seat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wouldn’t risk his career on a gamble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The yamen runners hurried to bring a grand armchair; Chu Danqing sat down without hesitation, as if he were the host.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This left Qiao Huaiyuan helpless, but the interruption passed—he continued: “Bring in the accused Yang Wenju and Bai Xiaohe for questioning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several constables dragged two men into the courtroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both were covered in wounds, barely able to stand upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupted in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they had confessed, wasn’t this coerced testimony through torture?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yang Wenju, do you admit guilt?” Qiao Huaiyuan demanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spit.” Yang Wenju spat out a mouthful of blood. “Baseless accusations—what crime have I committed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if you torture me again, I won’t confess!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held firm, his body broken but his spirit unyielding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boring,” Chu Danqing said with impatience. “I thought this was a real adultery-murder case to enjoy. Turns out it’s just a coerced scapegoat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You carry on—I’m bored watching.” Chu Danqing rose to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Huaiyuan’s face turned black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing’s words sounded insolent, but viewed differently, they directly undermined his verdict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He now had only two choices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One: refute Chu Danqing and punish him to preserve his authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two: let Chu Danqing leave without action, which meant tacitly accepting his claim—and then the trial would be impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Wenju turned his gaze toward the voice and saw Chu Danqing; a flicker of gratitude appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recognized Chu Danqing as the man Wei Chu had brought to his home yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Yang Wenju’s wit, how could he not realize Chu Danqing was helping him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the man had limited resources—he seemed unable to do much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This young master speaks crudely, but his logic is sound,” another voice spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged man stepped forward, a steel fan hanging at his waist, his demeanor carefree and lazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing paused, glancing at the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting aside his aristocratic laziness, one could sense his extraordinary presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stance was steady; the heavy steel fan at his waist remained unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To wield such a fan required immense strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Huaiyuan’s heart clenched at the sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had so many disturbances arisen all at once?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Silence!” Qiao Huaiyuan struck his gavel again, hoping to quell the whispers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, it had no effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man who supported Chu Danqing was Liu Bai, who had won the martial metropolitan examination twenty years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He should have remained in the capital for office, but before he could take post, his mother died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He returned home for three years of mourning; just as he prepared to return to the capital, his father died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back and forth, Liu Bai observed six years of mourning, and abandoned any thought of court service.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the court did not neglect him—he was granted a nominal title. Though powerless, the title of top-ranked martial jinshi carried many privileges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Land, housing, tax exemptions—all meant he could live luxuriously without doing a thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the elite of Lin Yuan City needed imperial approval before arresting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If denied, acting without authorization would invite imperial punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Liu, this is a courtroom,” Qiao Huaiyuan said, displeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t afraid—Liu Bai was well known, so there was no real dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of words are those, Judge Qiao?” Liu Bai cut him off. “I’m listening from outside the courtroom—I haven’t stepped inside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Am I not allowed to speak?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing saw the situation at once—Liu Bai was here to save someone too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know why, but as long as Liu Bai was on his side, it was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Huaiyuan was speechless, fury rising but forced down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw Chu Danqing sit back down in the armchair, watching like a spectator at a play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might as well have shouted: Keep going—I love this scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trapped between internal and external pressure, Qiao Huaiyuan was caught between a rock and a hard place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Bai sensed the opening and pressed on: “Judge Qiao, you haven’t even begun the hearing—why use torture first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You shoot the arrow first, then draw the target.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve beaten them to this state—how you rule is entirely up to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why not just cut out their tongues and force their heads down to confess?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why go through all this trouble?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing thought the man was truly skilled—he spoke bluntly, yet with biting sarcasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The damage was excellent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiao Huaiyuan wanted to throw them out—but he couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd kept growing; the situation was slipping out of control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to resolve this unfavorable moment quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Liu Bai spoke, he suddenly paused, yanking his steel fan from his waist and hurling it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Bao beside Chu Danqing sensed danger, activated his rending claws, blood rage surging through him, and yanked the chair backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blade of sword qi pierced the courtroom; Chu Danqing was pulled back fast enough to dodge it entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steel fan swept through, effortlessly blocking several sword qi strikes aimed at Yang Wenju and Bai Xiaohe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha!” Liu Bai roared, exhaling a wave of qi that turned the remaining sword qi into blue smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing’s eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Bai’s attack was effortless—he was no weakling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least none of the top martial artists from the last trial could match him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who dares be so bold!” Liu Bai shouted, catching his returning fan with practiced ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His skill in sensing sound and position was flawless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing’s charioteer blew a whistle; the four barbarian-blood warhorses outside, upon command, reared up and charged, smashing through the outer wall and support pillars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beast-masked soldiers, as summoned entities, immediately moved to protect Chu Danqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, Chu Danqing saw a figure crash through the ceiling, smashing Qiao Huaiyuan’s desk to splinters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recognized the intruder—the Tiance Prefecture’s reserve-level apostle, Blood Eagle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword qi had come from the Longhu Alliance’s reserve-level apostle, Qing Jian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood Eagle rose just as the barbarian-blood warhorses dragged the chariot through the side wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled and scrambled away in time; Qiao Huaiyuan was not so lucky—he was struck by the chariot’s whip-like swing and flung into the wall, unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Da Bao shoved Chu Danqing onto the chariot; the three beast-masked soldiers helped him aboard as they climbed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Da Bao promptly shoved Chu Danqing onto the war chariot, while three beast-masked soldiers assisted him aboard during the process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire process flowed like water, the four men and four horses moving with perfect synergy—a result of the increased synergy from the Command Foundation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect truly made the summoned beings align with Chu Danqing, so whenever it came to Chu Danqing or related orders, their coordination was flawless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The charioteer warrior whipped the reins, and the Bloodline War Horses dragged the war chariot straight through, smashing a path on the other side of the courtroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two symmetrical gaps opened on either side, making the courtroom seem on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Chu Danqing was led to the wide, safe area outside the courtroom, the interior was already in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sight made Chu Danqing’s eye twitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew these two Dimensional Apostles would cause trouble, but he hadn’t expected it to turn against him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he was being led out of the chaotic courtroom, Qing Jian had already stormed in, once again locked in combat with Blood Eagle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprisingly, Liu Bai was also there, and alone, he managed to forcibly suppress both of them—clearly aiming to quell the chaos as quickly as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord, this is the moment for you to establish your authority.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You may summon the Son of Heaven to further solidify your status as a great figure,” the charioteer warrior hurriedly reminded Chu Danqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the reminder, Chu Danqing did not hesitate and immediately summoned the Son of Heaven through the Tai Ping Ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with the reduction, summoning the Son of Heaven cost 890 mana points, and he must now pay 80 mana points per minute to maintain it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1610,"2026-06-20T00:54:40.605Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7b645fff26f75e8de92be6fed956174db1cdc57e2c3d0ec044c3963b4d8968d5","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-154","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-152",305,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-cover.jpg"]