Chapter 43: Li Daming’s Amazing Wisdom
Chapter 44 Translation
Sometimes, when luck turns against you, even the stones refuse to take your side—even if they’re the “key evidence” your clansmen risked everything to retrieve.
The stone shattered so decisively, as if it had made up its mind.
Luo Chen stood frozen, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
The crowd exchanged glances, unsure what expression to wear.
Moments ago, Luo Chen’s confident demeanor had suggested a trump card, yet his “evidence” self-destructed on the spot, catching everyone off guard.
Luo Jiutian, meanwhile, smiled.
That recording stone? He’d handed it over himself.
Since it came from him, how could he not have tampered with it beforehand?
Everything had been orchestrated.
“This is your so-called evidence?” Luo Jiutian’s lips curved, but his eyes were chillingly cold.
Luo Chen panicked, words tumbling out incoherently: “No! That stone had footage! Li Daming himself said Luo Jiutian joined the Li Clan and killed four of our Luo Clan members! I played it in the secret realm—Li… the Xiao Clan can vouch for it—”
“Enough!”
Luo Jiutian cut him off coldly.
His gaze sharpened, voice carrying an oppressive weight: “You tried to kill me repeatedly in the secret realm to settle a personal grudge, and now you pin me as a Li Clan collaborator. What’s your true motive?”
Whether intentional or not, Luo Jiutian pointed at Li Daming as he spoke.
Instantly, Li Daming, who had stayed silent, jolted.
He’d been clueless, unable to guess who’d impersonated him to frame the Li Clan or why.
But Luo Jiutian’s words sparked a revelation, connecting the dots—
Someone impersonated him to drag the Li Clan into the mess, stoking conflict with Luo Jiutian and branding him a traitor.
Then, under the guise of “punishing a traitor,” they allied with the Su Clan to hunt Luo Jiutian, only to betray them and pin all the blame on him.
This way, they eliminated a rival and walked away clean.
The scheme was intricate, each step interlocking. Who stood to gain the most?
The answer was clear: Luo Jiutian’s archenemy—
Luo Chen.
Realization hit, and Li Daming’s eyes burned with cold fury, his anger uncontainable.
“What a masterful play of sowing discord and framing others! Luo Chen, you’re despicable!” he spat through gritted teeth.
His fists clenched, eyes practically shooting flames.
Luo Jiutian feigned curiosity: “Brother Li, discovered something?”
Li Daming took a deep breath and laid out his deductions.
The crowd gasped in unison.
This was too terrifying!
One move pitted the Li Clan against others, another betrayed the Su Clan, and all the blame was shifted to Luo Jiutian.
Who wouldn’t get chills from such a scheme?
Luo Changqing’s face was dark as a storm.
He’d hoped to defuse the situation, but it now entangled both the Li and Su Clans.
Su Huaizhang and Li Yunzheng’s expressions were grim; if he dared defend Luo Chen, they’d likely turn on him.
Xiao Qiankun, confirming the Xiao Clan wasn’t implicated, stepped aside to spectate quietly.
And Luo Chen—
He stood there, as if disconnected.
I’m the mastermind behind it all?
How am I unaware of this?
He wanted to argue, but his mind felt like it was stuck in a time loop, pummeled into confusion, barely remembering who he was.
No one could fathom the urge Luo Chen felt to babble incoherently.
Nearby, Luo Jiutian remained calm, saying softly: “I see. I only had a vague suspicion, but Brother Li’s insight unraveled Luo Chen’s entire scheme so quickly.”
His tone shifted, eyes locking onto Luo Chen: “Luo Chen, do you confess?”
Luo Chen snapped back, reflexively retorting: “Of course I don’t!”
He pointed at Li Daming, voice thick with anger: “You say I lack evidence, but what about him? All he’s got is talk—no stone, no proof, and you try to frame me?”
Luo Jiutian, as if waiting for this, smiled: “What if I can prove he’s right?”
Luo Chen sneered: “Then show it.”
He was certain Luo Jiutian’s only evidence was the recording stone, which couldn’t back Li Daming’s claims.
But Luo Jiutian said calmly: “This time, it’s not physical evidence.”
Luo Chen blinked: “A witness?”
Luo Jiutian nodded.
Instantly, Su Wan’er sidled up, grinning as she linked arms with him.
Luo Chen’s face fell: “Fairy Su wasn’t even at the ruins. How can she testify if she wasn’t there?”
Luo Jiutian ignored him, gently patting Su Wan’er’s head.
She beamed, eyes squinting in delight.
[Ding! Host has successfully destabilized the Chosen One ‘Luo Chen,’ converting destiny points…]
[Current Blue Star return countdown: 275 years, 6 months.]
[6 months deducted, remaining: 275 years.]
Luo Chen couldn’t take it.
He’d seen them act close before, but each time, it stung like needles in his heart.
Seeing him lose his cool, Luo Jiutian asked leisurely: “So, who qualifies as a witness in your eyes?”
“Anyone who was there!” Luo Chen snapped.
His heart sank, realizing something.
As expected, Luo Jiutian smiled: “You said it—everyone heard.”
Luo Chen’s flushed face paled halfway.
Damn it.
In his anger, he’d fallen into Luo Jiutian’s trap.
Before he could react, Luo Jiutian snapped his fingers.
The crowd hadn’t processed it when Luo Yan, beside Luo Chen, stepped forward steadily, his face unreadable, silent.
The air stilled, all eyes on Luo Yan, the atmosphere frozen.
Even Xiao Qiankun, spectating, paused, squinting at the figure.
Luo Yuanshan, seeing him walk farther, shouted: “Skinny Ghost, where you going?”
Luo Yan didn’t answer.
He kept walking, stopping before Luo Jiutian, then slowly turned to face Luo Chen.
Luo Chen narrowed his eyes, glaring, trying to read his expression.
Luo Yan was silent for a moment, then spoke, his voice low but firm: “I can testify… it was all Young Master Luo’s doing.”