Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

On Sunday, it turned around and silently stared at the gold dust.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Sunday recited directly:

“[O soul of the three faces, brand his tongue and the palms of his hands with a hot iron, so that he may not lie or swear false oaths.]”

In an instant, Sand Gold sensed a strange feeling; he was being bound by something.

His face darkened:

"what have you done?"

Sunday smiled faintly:

“Under the light of harmony, all evil has nowhere to hide.”

“I beg Him to send down His light and to ask you questions on His behalf.”

"Next... you have 113 seconds to prove your innocence and gain my trust."

Chapter 675 It's obvious he's slandering me!

Sand Gold frowned and said:

What if I refuse to answer?

“Then let’s give it a try.” Sunday’s gaze was cold: “Let’s see if [Tongxie] will refuse you.”

He gave the gold dust no room to resist and asked directly:

"[Question: Do you hold cornerstone positions?]"

Under the influence of the [Harmony] power, Sand Gold felt completely paralyzed and could only obediently remain honest.

“Yes,” Sand Gold replied coldly.

"A very concise answer," Sunday commented.

"You also understand the principle that too much talk leads to mistakes."

"[Did you hand over the cornerstone to your family upon entry?]"

“Yes,” Sand Gold replied again.

"[The foundation you entrusted to the family, does it truly belong to you?]"

"Yes."

"[Is your foundation right here in this room?]"

"Yes."

"[Have your memories been altered or deleted in any way, including but not limited to the technology of the Flowing Light Memory Court?]"

"Yes."

"[Are you from the Evikin clan of Tzinia?]"

"...?"

Sand Gold frowned, displeased, and said:

"Yes."

"You even know this?"

No answer was given on Sunday; continue to use the power of harmony to ask questions:

"[Do the Evgenians lack any ability to read, alter, or manipulate their own or others' thoughts?]"

"No, does it matter?" Sand Gold's gaze remained calm.

On Sunday, after thinking about it, he asked again:

Do you love your family more than you love yourself?

"Yes."

"[All the Evikinians perished in a massacre, didn't they?]"

"No."

Faced with Sunday's rude questions, Sand Gold was very disgusted, but he could only grit his teeth and answer.

"[Are you the sole survivor of your clan?]"

“…maybe.”

"[Do you hate this world and want to destroy it with your own hands?]"

"..."

Sand Gold took a deep breath:

"I do not know."

“Interesting.” Sunday nodded slightly.

"So, one last question..."

"[Can you swear that at this moment—'Aventurine' is lying safely and soundly in this box?]"

"..."

"of course."

Sunday smiled, satisfied, and withdrew the harmonious glow, saying in a deep voice:

"It seems we've found the answer."

He looked at the box on the ground:

“Open it, Mr. Gold Sand… This is your last chance to protect your reputation.”

On Sunday, he gently bent down, picked up the box, placed it on the round table, and gently pushed it towards the gold dust...

"..."

As Sand Gold took the box, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

At this moment, Sunday had already sat down and gave Sand Gold a 'please' gesture.

Behind him, Sand Gold clearly saw that Dr. Truth, who had been silent all along, glanced at him guiltily.

"..."

Sand Gold frowned, nervously placed his hand on the box, and gently opened it.

The huge box was empty.

And ahead of him, Sunday smiled faintly:

"Are these... what you're looking for?"

On Sunday, a tray was brought out, and the handkerchief covering it was lifted to reveal two dazzling 'gems'.

These are the two [cornerstones] brought by the placer gold.

……

Hours before the gold dust arrived.

In this room.

On Sunday, he smiled and looked at Dr. Truth:

"Since you have kept your appointment, learned professor... does this mean that you are willing to stand on the family's side in this farce?"

Dr. Truth crossed his arms and glanced calmly at Sunday:

"What makes you think you can win me over?"

Sunday smiled faintly:

“I have heard that your relationship with the gold is not pleasant.”

“I also know that you are a true scholar, whose pursuit of knowledge surpasses everything else.”

Dr. Truth narrowed his eyes:

"Then you should also understand that a qualified scholar can recognize his own position and will not lose something more important for trivial dignity."

He spoke again on Sunday:

"If you agree to assist the family, I will offer you all the results of our research on the star core."

“You should know very well that no faction, apart from the family, is willing to share such knowledge.”

"..."

Dr. Truth was slightly moved when he heard the words "star core".

After careful consideration, he looked at Sunday.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

Sunday smiled slightly:

“I need Mr. Sand Gold’s complete plan.”

"Heh." Doctor Truth snorted coldly.

"Didn't you all take away his [foundation]? A peacock that has been plucked can't fly."

Sunday slowly turned around and looked at the box on the table:

"But I've also heard that the ten elites in the strategic investment department are extremely united and stand together for the company's interests."

"Does the [cornerstone] presented by Mr. Sand Gold truly belong to him?"

"You suspect he'll hand over someone else's foundation stone to you?" Dr. Truth asked calmly.

"You think too highly of the Stonehearts—that thing is far more important than their lives."

Sunday clearly did not dispel the concerns: