[{"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-170":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},2279187,4458,"Chapter 170: Ironclad Guard Town-Pacifying Commander","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-170",170,"\u003Cp>“You’ve ruined Grand Coordinator Jia’s plans.” Deng Cheng, the Ironclad Guard Town-Pacifying Commander, sipped his tea with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Tiger Hall’s chief chuckled apologetically: “Who knew that whiny little thing was a famous actor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Excellency, forgive us—we’re rough men, we can’t tell a martial actor from a literary one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We only knew this pretty boy was trying to seize the lives of your lordships.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Cheng was satisfied with the White Tiger Hall chief’s answer, then asked: “What do you know about Lou Yuesheng’s background? Have you investigated?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Lou Yuesheng didn’t have to die—even after seeing the White Tiger Hall transport the chests containing ledgers and lists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was there to hide? He couldn’t see what was inside the boxes or their contents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His real cause of death was that he actually tried to investigate further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know much,” said the White Tiger Hall chief. “Only after the fact did I learn he was invited by Grand Coordinator Jia.” He only knew Lou Yuesheng was a singer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s certainly no ordinary man,” Deng Cheng shook his head. “Who else would dare approach a gang moving cargo at midnight? They’d run far away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But this matter involves Grand Coordinator Jia—we can’t investigate easily,” the White Tiger Hall chief said cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d realized: this Town-Pacifying Commander held little regard for their own Provincial Governor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Cheng deeply resented Jia Simou. Had he arrived even one or two days later, Jia Simou would have truly become Ma Yunfeng’s blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he’d swiftly corrected the situation—and uncovered some interesting facts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For instance, the matter of the former Green Robe Guard Battalion Commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d already reported this to Commander Qi Qianshan. Chen Jiunan’s successful escape from pursuit and infiltration into LinYuan City likely has ties to that Green Robe Guard Battalion Commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the reorganized Ironclad Guard, the original Green Robe Guard were all veterans who’d braved storms and fought on battlefields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who rose to Battalion Commander was no ordinary man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself had little confidence he could defeat one—and thankfully, he was only a vanguard foot soldier, not tasked with such concerns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His reason for arriving in LinYuan City first was to remove these ledgers and lists before Ma Yunfeng could seize them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight, he’d take these dozen chests and leave at once—no delays.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You cowards,” Deng Cheng scolded with a laugh. “Fine, I won’t press you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Disband the artisans gradually tomorrow. Your line is cut—His Majesty the Empress Dowager has cut back on expenses these past days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Azure Dragon Society handled river transport; the White Tiger Hall managed craftsmanship—monopolizing LinYuan City’s iron industry and secretly casting weapons and armor, which the Azure Dragon Society smuggled out for sale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For LinYuan City and the Ironclad Guard, the White Tiger Hall had plenty of replacements—but these artisans, as skilled laborers, were each invaluable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>LinYuan City would soon descend into chaos; these artisans must be evacuated quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once order was restored, they could resume their trade and resume smuggling out goods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes, Your Excellency, rest assured—in seven days at most, every artisan will vanish from the city without a trace,” the White Tiger Hall chief hurried to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too slow. Three days.” Deng Cheng tightened the deadline, then opened his mouth to say more—but his expression suddenly changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a flash, he drew his longsword and slashed upward in one swift vertical cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A streak of gold light split cleanly in two—missing him entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spat out a mouthful of foul air; his blade was riddled with cracks, and his grip trembled uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy was strong—he was no match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surviving the first strike didn’t mean he’d survive the second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you? Show yourself!” he roared, gathering his breath once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martial cultivation was simple: strengthen the flesh, bones, and skin externally; cultivate one’s inner breath internally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So long as that breath remained, even ghosts and gods could be slain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, chaos erupted within the White Tiger Hall—Deng Cheng’s face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attacker was unquestionably the Zhao Ming Society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Yunfeng acted with grandeur—he always targeted weaknesses first, then crushed with overwhelming force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he followed rules—he wouldn’t just storm in like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than a monstrous figure lunged in, attacking Deng Cheng without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—it’s you? The former Green Robe Guard Battalion Commander…” Deng Cheng recognized the intruder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he couldn’t finish—he was forced to counterattack, as the assault had already arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Bao’s features were unmistakable; any fool could see who he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing watched from afar, with no intention of entering the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for his identity being exposed? That was a minor matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Bao fought Deng Cheng and the White Tiger Hall chief alone—both were strong, and Da Bao was outmatched, constantly on the defensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Da Bai was watching Da Bao’s health closely—though he couldn’t win, his enemies couldn’t kill him either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Son of Heaven and the Ghost Mother were clearing out the White Tiger Hall’s personnel, while the Ghost Infant began searching for the ledgers and lists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were two reasons for sending Da Bao in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, Chu Danqing needed live captives; second, Da Bao needed combat experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing could crush opponents through sheer stat superiority—but Da Bao was a frontline fighter; he had to fight more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Cheng’s gaze swept over the Son of Heaven and the Ghost Mother—he sensed the threat they posed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t defeat even one—how could he face two together?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After briefly repelling Da Bao alongside the White Tiger Hall chief, he shouted decisively: “Split up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let Chu Danqing take the chests with the ledgers and lists—it was his life that mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Deng Cheng lunged for the nearest window and smashed through it to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Bao, steadied, immediately gave chase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Tiger Hall chief didn’t need worrying about—the Ghost Mother would handle him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roughly two minutes later, the White Tiger Hall chief was dragged to Chu Danqing’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still alive—but unconscious, his skin marred by dark bruises from yin energy erosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elsewhere, Deng Cheng, battered by Da Bao’s reckless, take-a-hit-to-land-one style, had both hands torn off and was finally captured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Bao fought without fear because Da Bai’s healing never stopped—he had nothing to lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Cheng wasn’t like Da Bao—he had constraints. Stronger as he was, his hesitation cost him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Captured, Deng Cheng stared fixedly at Chu Danqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Something wrong?” Chu Danqing ordered Da Bai to heal Deng Cheng—lest he bleed out before interrogation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, both arms were torn off; without prompt treatment, questioning would be impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still hadn’t uncovered the full truth behind Lou Yuesheng’s death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Emperor’s foresight is profound,” Deng Cheng gasped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Danqing didn’t understand what the man had imagined—but it didn’t matter. Since the man had conveniently supplied him a shield, Chu Danqing would gladly take advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good,” Chu Danqing said, then sent a Ghost Infant to summon Liu Bai for backup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Capturing Deng Cheng and the White Tiger Hall chief alone posed little problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real trouble was the dozen large chests—they wouldn’t fit in his storage space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With these ledgers and lists, the Vermilion Tower and Black Tortoise Gate would be easy to deal with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for staffing gaps and financial issues? Ma Yunfeng was a Chancellor—if he couldn’t handle this, why bother coming to LinYuan City at all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Chu Danqing had already given him a helping hand. If this failed, it only meant Heaven’s favor lay elsewhere—with Zhao Ming Society and the Suo Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About half an hour later, several carriages arrived at the White Tiger Hall’s entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Bai and Chen Jiunan arrived personally; remaining Zhao Ming Society members began moving the bodies and clearing debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Chu, you handled this far too roughly,” Chen Jiunan said, gazing at the ruined White Tiger Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Necessity demands haste,” Chu Danqing replied calmly. “Besides, don’t stand there talking without skin in the game.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You haven’t paid a single copper—how am I supposed to deliver perfection?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Jiunan was left speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, they’d asked Chu Danqing to protect Ma Yunfeng—then Ma Yunfeng assigned him to investigate Lou Yuesheng’s death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thankfully, those artisans weren’t allowed inside the White Tiger Hall,” Liu Bai said after counting, relief on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The job’s done—when will my payment arrive?” Chu Danqing had been precise—he knew the difference between gang members and civilians.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, artisans weren’t of low status, but they held little standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could they live inside the White Tiger Hall? Only the overseers could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re already en route—two more days,” Chen Jiunan replied, responding to Chu Danqing’s urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.” Chu Danqing glanced at the loaded chests and the cleaned-up corpses, then asked: “Where will you interrogate these two?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I need to know how and why Lou Yuesheng died before I can report back to Ma Yunfeng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was just making an excuse—they’d hand the interrogation results directly to Ma Yunfeng anyway; he didn’t need to act as intermediary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only wanted to complete the side quest quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have a hidden villa—perfect for this,” Liu Bai said immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither the chests nor the interrogation could be conducted at his Liu residence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the carriages transporting the goods had been requisitioned from elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Bai was a local—if his identity were exposed, his entire family would suffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless Ma Yunfeng successfully seized control of LinYuan City and used it as a base to radiate across the entire Da Suo Empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Liu Bai had to leave himself an escape route.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not for himself—but for his family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lead the way.” Chu Danqing did not hesitate: “Tonight, we must get to the bottom of this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Bai and Chen Jiunan did not fully understand why Chu Danqing was so urgent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not oppose Chu Danqing’s words; they feared delays might invite further complications.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We must not only interrogate, but also audit the accounts, to further confirm the situation in Lin Yuan City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1666,"2026-06-20T00:54:40.605Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","953ab2ba569207b02ef78dbf4df69b30d626c362e5e4bd41df39187677536cd3","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-171","dimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-chapter-169",305,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdimension-park-i-am-the-summoning-apostle-cover.jpg"]