Honor the Heavenly Dao, Uphold Heavenly Justice

But why wasn’t she in the footage?

She thought about it for a moment, then recalled the recording angle—and suddenly got it.

That Clarity Charm—it was recorded by her.

She was the one recording, so of course she wasn’t in it!

But she hadn’t actually recorded any of that!

Someone must’ve tampered with her!

“Faustin, is there any way you could sneak a Clarity Charm onto someone and have it record everything they see and hear—without them noticing? And control how long it records?” Lucia Lu asked.

“Huh?” Faustin scratched his head. “A Clarity Charm needs the caster to keep pouring in spiritual power to record! If you stick it on someone else, how do you channel your power? And how do you control it?”

“You don’t know either?”

“Nope. Never heard of anyone pulling that off,” Faustin said.

Lucia Lu frowned.

She was sure the footage was recorded from her perspective.

Both Clarity Charms were right on her Redfusu!

She wracked her brain, trying to remember what happened that day.

Back then, while they were waiting for Leo Li, was there anything weird?

It didn’t seem like anything happened...

“Father Emperor, Quinn saw this by accident,” said Prince Asher Xiao. “Go on, Quinn.”

Princess Quinn Xiao stepped forward and said, “Father Emperor, I thought Sean Shaw was acting all sneaky, so I followed him under invisibility.

I saw him use that painting to slip into Hundred Blossoms Paradise.

Then we went in, and there wasn’t a single Flower Fairy left—just piles of bones and ruined flowers with their spiritual veins cut!

It was obvious they’d just been killed!

So I suspect Sean Shaw went in, killed them all, then framed Marcus Xuanchen—and by extension, Mother Empress and Third Brother too!

“He told me beforehand he was going into the Celestial Sanctuary,” said the Celestial Emperor. “And he recorded everything he saw inside: the Flower Fairies were killed by demon beasts, and those beasts burned up from the inside.”

“Father Emperor, can he actually prove Marcus Xuanchen had anything to do with the deaths of those demon beasts or Flower Fairies? Can he prove the beasts burning up wasn’t his own trick?”

“Enough!” The Celestial Emperor’s face darkened. “We’ll discuss this later!”

“Father Emperor!” Prince Asher Xiao suddenly called out. “When Lana Bloom confessed, you suspended me and threatened to exile me to the lower realm!

Now Sean Shaw’s behavior is outrageous! There’s evidence, there are witnesses! Even if you have doubts, shouldn’t he be suspended and locked up first?”

The Celestial Emperor glanced at Sean Shaw and asked, “Little Five, do you have anything to say?”

Sean Shaw stayed silent.

......

“Father.” Lucia Lu’s voice trembled slightly in the sound transmission to Quentin Lian. Her heart pounded—she knew the risk. “I have a Clarity Charm that can prove Fifth Highness is innocent. If I reveal it now, it might change everything. Should I do it?”

Quentin Lian paused, his expression unreadable, and his voice was low but unwavering. "Lucia, have you forgotten what I taught you? As Divine Race, we must honor the Heavenly Dao and bear witness to heavenly justice! This choice carries weight, but you must decide for yourself." Lucia felt a surge of pressure, her father's words echoing in her mind.

Lucia drew a slow, shaky breath, her fingers trembling as she accepted the Clarity Charm from Faustin. The talisman felt heavier than ever—a symbol of truth, and a spark that could ignite chaos in the Celestial Hall.

"Fifth Highness!" The Celestial Emperor’s voice rang out, sharper and more urgent than before. "Do you truly have nothing to say for yourself?" The tension in the hall grew palpable, every eye fixed on Sean Shaw.

"Your Majesty!" Suddenly, a ripple of spiritual energy shimmered in the void opposite the assembled Gods, and a divine maiden slowly materialized—her entrance drawing startled gasps from the crowd.

She was light as mist, yet her presence was commanding—noble and radiant, every movement infused with a grace that seemed carved by the Heavenly Dao itself. As Lucia descended into the Divine Realm, the court could not help but marvel: she was dazzling, her divine aura unmatched, and for a moment, all intrigue paused in awe.

"Divine Lady Lucia," the Celestial Emperor called, his gaze lingering on her. "Do you wish to speak?" The hall buzzed with anticipation, the balance of power poised to shift.

Lucia’s eyes flashed with determination. "I can prove that everything Third Highness just said was fabricated!" Her voice rang out, clear and unwavering, slicing through the charged silence and sending a ripple of shock through the assembly.

Asher Xiao’s eyes narrowed, a venomous glint flashing across his face. His jaw clenched, and for a moment, the tension between him and Lucia was palpable—an undercurrent of rivalry and threat electrified the air.

Princess Quinn Xiao’s brow furrowed, concern flickering in her eyes. Her fingers tightened around her sleeve, betraying her anxiety as she watched the confrontation unfold, the fate of the court hanging in the balance.