Chapter 139: Movable Type Printing and Papermaking

The matter did not end there; instead, it continued to ferment. Every day, memorials were submitted by officials demanding severe punishment for the murderer and justice for the family of Zheng Yang.

The aged emperor rarely expressed his opinion, yet he handed the case over to Chang'an County with full jurisdiction, strictly instructing that the culprit must be severely punished and that no partiality or bending of the law would be tolerated.

The civil officials still refused to let the matter rest. They gathered outside the Palace of Heavenly Purity, kneeling on the ground in a collective petition.

The Holy Tiger gave a sudden leap, soaring into mid-air. At that moment, the oppressive aura finally ceased. Lei Tian took a deep breath and saw the Holy Tiger glaring down at him from above with a gaze of absolute disdain.

Mei Yan sat gracefully in his chair with a faint smile. A mere curve of his lips was enough to make him as dazzling as the radiant sun, capturing everyone's hearts and making them unwilling prisoners of his smile.

However, it was already too late. After emitting a series of chaotic and jarring notes, the zither strings snapped one by one, and the body of the zither itself broke in half. One of the halves immediately crashed to the ground with a resounding thud.

"A brilliant idea. Not to mention that this bead possesses considerable power of its own, it can also continuously absorb external energy to strengthen itself." Having said this, the God King nodded and withdrew a silvery-white pearl from his spatial pouch.

Having mastered numerous skills of the Continent of Gods and Demons, Lei Tian opened the spatial barrier and departed from the mysterious mermaid island nation.

"This can be considered the only hope for us humans," the Chief said, his tone carrying a distinct depression as he uttered the final words.

Reaching into his pocket in an attempt to retrieve his phone, Yan Xiang's brow twitched slightly. When he pulled his hand out, along with the phone, there lay another object in his palm. What kind of complex emotions had he harbored to keep carrying around something that did not even belong to him?

Ye Xiang had originally wanted to ask Su Guo about Sun Jin, but seeing Su Guo's seemingly happy expression, she refrained from bringing it up herself. She feared that their meeting might not have been a pleasant one after all, and thus chose to ask no further.

"Then let us go see him. I wish to tour the entirety of Jerusalem using a kite," Qin Feng said as he stood up.

Quan Shengnan was no longer what she used to be; having bodyguards and assistants was simply a natural progression for her.

The Daoist of Emptiness looked toward Hufan, his hands moving up and down swiftly before he began chanting incantations. Instantly, several beams of light materialized around Hufan, binding him tightly within.

He had no idea how much time had passed. Feeling a sharp stinging sensation in his eyes, he forced them open, only to find that he could not see a thing—it was as if everything was shrouded in chaos. No, it was not that his vision was impaired; rather, there was simply nothing here at all. What on earth was this place?

Dozens of sharpened wooden stakes sprang out simultaneously, instantly trapping the Thunder God Bird in the trap like a forest of spikes. With a sharp crack, dozens of pointed logs appeared all around the creature, thoroughly frightening the giant bird and causing it to immediately let out a thunderous roar.

Old Zhou remained calm and collected, saying indifferently, "Extraordinary people naturally require extraordinary methods. Even so, didn't he still manage to escape?" I let out a mocking laugh, clenching my fist and crushing the pastry on the table into a pile of fine powder.

Ding Lin was a bit too simple and enthusiastic, but Village Chief Ding and his wife were not so easily fooled.

Upon hearing this, Xianglong could not help but smile wryly. He knew that Irina and the others were unwilling to trust him at the moment. Rather than wasting his breath trying to explain, it was better to simply humor them, as doing so might alleviate some of their anger and grievance.

Su Yueheng had tricked us just now and fled on her own, which was why things had turned out this way. It was somewhat helpless, and we honestly had no idea what to say anymore.

"Right, Zhu Hong, you've come at just the right time. I recall you mentioning once that corpses had been going missing from this morgue since the old days. Could you elaborate on that for me?" Liu Shengqiang recalled Zhu Hong's previous testimony.