Chapter 330: So You

The Zhetian Trading Association, CEO's office, Xian Xun burns incense, clearing and calming the mind.

Ye Fan stands with his hands behind his back, gazing toward the location of the Central Eastern Wastelands, where lies a life prohibition zone—The Immortal Mountain.

"Chairman, the elders of the Fuyao Holy Land, Zifu Holy Land, Ji Clan, and Yin-Yang Holy Land, along with the holy sons stationed in the Holy City, have all arrived." Ma Xianhong knocked on the door and asked:

"Shall we use the latest Maxim Qi bullets? The Killing Dao Palace is barely holding on, but if combined with array patterns and ten thousand projected weapons buried beneath the association, powered by five hundred thousand catties of Yuan stones, we can send them all back home."

Administrator voting election has been opened.

Ye Fan looked at the statistics with no suspense and finally understood why Su Lin's arrogant smile had been so exaggerated.

He smiled and removed his disguise, glancing at the ring he had spent a sum of funds to obtain from Su Lin—the one that blocked heavenly fate.

"It's fine. I'll go out and meet them myself." Ye Fan turned his gaze once more toward the direction of the Immortal Mountain. "Tell them that today's gathering concerns the false Saint Body and the red hair."

"Understood." Ma Xianhong gave a simple reply and closed the door.

Ye Fan was already calculating how to bring the Wu Dao Tea Tree to the Zhetian Trading Association; with his current strength, the heavenly will he could bear would certainly be inferior to Su Lin's Light God avatar—otherwise, he wouldn't be considering bringing the Wu Dao Tea Tree here, but rather storming into the prohibition zone with the most frequent dark disturbances to quell the chaos.

Administrator voting statistics completed.

Voting completed.

"Looking for the Saint Body, the red hair, and the dog? Crush them all."

Ye Fan made up his mind—he planned to launch a surprise attack on the gathering and bind these people.

This time, he wouldn't need Elder Jiang Taixu to resolve his grudges; he'd simply drag these hunters who chased him door-to-door. Reward? I'll come personally—fail to pay the reward, and I'll smash your holy lands.

Administrator: Ye Fan

World synchronization initiated.

World synchronization completed.

The world where the administrator resides requires no Cross-World talisman; entry is permitted directly after consent.

Time synchronization initiated. The administrator's world will complete its alignment with other worlds in three days; at that time, group members entering the administrator's world will no longer enjoy slowed time flow effects.

The administrator may submit one suggestion to the chat group to permanently retain a Cross-World portal until Term Ends.

Administrator, please follow the group entry notice and contribute to friendly exchanges between worlds—harmonize us all, benefit countless realms.

The monthly administrator fixed package has been sent; please collect it promptly.

You have obtained: Golden Essence of Creation x—Ye Fan's arm froze instantly as he was about to open the door, his smile stiffened, and countless llamas stampeded through his mind.

"Ma Xianhong, where are you?"

Ye Fan used Yuan Heaven Technique to alter his face.

"Go get a banner, with the title:"

"Symposium on Optimizing Beidou's Business Environment and Combating the Saint Body."

Winter City, Emiya Residence

Rescued Bazett, Caster (Cu Chulainn), Gemu Zongyi, Caster (Medea), plus Weigong Shilang, Yuanbao Lin, Kiriya Sakura, and Dada Liya von Einzbern—all five Masters of the Fifth Holy Grail War are assembled.

Weigong Shilang is informing the assembled Fifth Holy Grail War Masters of what he knows about Chaldea.

Yanfeng Qili, who seized Cu Chulainn's Master资格, is absent—he seems to have aligned himself with Chaldea.

Originally, there was no need to care for him; once the Holy Grail War ended, Yanfeng Qili's life would end automatically. But now, it appears this Holy Grail War won't end so easily.

"I've already told you the truth of the Holy Grail War and the nature of Chaldea, the concepts of Singularities and Anomalies. As I just said—" Weigong Shilang spent the entire afternoon revealing everything he knew:

"I am the one who caused the anomaly in this worldline. I won't hide this from you."

"For certain reasons, I have now surpassed the limits of my own existence, shattered the original constraints—if I interfere with this world's major developments, the main trunk of this worldline will be unable to give birth to new Parallel Worlds."

"But if I let the Holy Grail War end as it is, I cannot accept it. I will not abandon my ideal. Thus, I am destined to have an irreconcilable conflict with the Suppressor. Perhaps at the end of the Holy Grail War, perhaps on some future day, our world will become a Singularity or Anomaly because of me."

Weigong Shilang sat upright before the tea table, at the head position, frankly confessing to the Servants and Masters before him: with Chaldea's appearance, concealment had become meaningless.

Negotiation?

After Weigong Shilang realized this, he abandoned the idea.

If the Fifth Holy Grail War's node ultimately caused no incident, perhaps he and the Suppressor might still have a period of peace—but once the time was ripe, Weigong Shilang would unhesitatingly use his power to interfere with this world's progression.

After all he's come through, how could he possibly abandon it because of the Suppressor?

Weigong Shilang finished speaking, ready to face the others' questions, but found everyone silent, motionless—only Gemu Zongyi slowly blew on his teacup and gently sipped the tea.

Bazett frowned, as if pondering Weigong Shilang's words.

He turned his gaze to Yuanbao Lin and Kiriya Sakura, only to find both wearing identical smiles—how to put it—

Slightly eerie.

What's going on?

Ever since he went to Su Lin's world at noon, returned, bought some seasonings, and came back, the atmosphere had felt off.

Weigong Shilang was about to speak when the chat group's messages surged rapidly.

Seeing no one speak, Weigong Shilang assumed it was because the information was too overwhelming—they needed time to digest it.

So he turned his gaze to the group chat and scrolled to the top of the history.

Lu Mingfei: "Fireworks for the birth of the King! Su Lin? Never heard of him."

Klein: "The old king is gone, the new emperor ascends; the year is Jiazi, all under heaven rejoices!"

Xing: "Fireworks for the birth of the administrator! Su Lin, want a photo of Clara? I'm with her."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "Congratulations, Tian Di, you've pre-boarded and taken off—Wuhu!"

Penglai Shan Huiye: "Next time I'm administrator, I'll first! ￥beep then! #beep— that old purple hag who spies on my whereabouts and interrogates me about where I went."

Penglai Shan Huiye: "Su Lin, you like Bai Mao with red eyes? Are you a turkey fan?"

Su Lin: "Neet, shut up. I've long lost the seven emotions and six desires. Xing, private message."

Su Lin: "Almost forgot—dog administrator, send a red envelope!"

Yi Leina: "Heaven's wheel turns—the end of the permission dog. Hahaha!"

Ye Fan: "I'll bury you two together. No need to thank me."

Historical Record —

Ye Fan: "Su Lin!"

Ye Fan: "Su Lin!"

Ye Fan: "Su NiuMa! Why don't I have Heaven's Favor?! What the hell did you open!!!"

Zhongli: "You didn't get Heaven's Favor after becoming an administrator?"

Zhang Chuyan: "Damn it, Heaven's Favor isn't an administrator skill—it's Su Lin Senior's skill."

Han Li: "But last time Su Lin was administrator, didn't he say the World Will granted him Heaven's Favor through the chat group?"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan: "My heart is utterly unmoved—I even feel like laughing, hehehe!!!"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan lost priority for the second round of administrator status due to asset confrontation defeat.

Ye Fan: "You brat, come out here and explain what's going on!"

Song Shuhang: "Uh... Ye Fan Senior, Su Lin Senior has been muted by you—he can't speak."

Su Lin: "Could it be your world is inherently broken, and without a Tianxin Seal, you get no Heaven's Favor?"

Su Lin was equally baffled and had only one hypothesis regarding Ye Fan's situation.

Zhongli: "That makes sense, but Ye Fan, didn't you get anything at all?"

Ye Fan: "I only have the fixed administrator gift package—three pieces of Creation Gold."

Su Lin: "Creation Gold? I've always kept it in my inventory, never used it—it's hard to refine, so I never bothered, planning to wait until later..."

Su Lin: "Ye Fan, how many?"

Ye Fan: "Three."

Su Lin: "I only have one..."

Purple Gold Divine Dragon: "Aowu! What, two got stolen and eaten?!"

Meng Qi: "Creation Gold? What's that?"

Zhongli: "A material that grants Creation Power. Our knowledge ends there. The administrator's monthly gift used to include one... hmm... now it seems to be three."

Zhongli: "Su Lin, could it be possible..."

Su Lin: "."

Su Lin: "I'll investigate."

Weigong Shilang finished reading the chat logs, still astonished by the others' conversation, when he noticed Yanba Lin and Kido Sakura each holding a book, flipping through it.

Kido Sakura blinked, her eyes fixed on the book, fingers lightly tracing the pages as if captivated by the text, while Yanba Lin's smile never changed, always seeming strange...

Weigong Shilang asked, puzzled: "Yanba, Sakura, what are you reading?"

Shouldn't you be paying attention to what I just said?

Whether questioned, denied, or misunderstood—he had prepared himself for it, hoping only that the others wouldn't interfere; if possible, they should leave Tohsaka temporarily.

Master Ge Mu was easy to understand—he was a pure soul, once trained as an assassin by a secret organization, later living in hiding; for him now, having no reaction to anything except his desire to be with Caster was normal.

Bazett Fraga McRemitz, an enforcer of the Mage's Association's Sealed Designation Bureau, tasked with arresting magi under Sealed Designation, immensely powerful, wielding the Sword of the Battle God, also known as the powerful artifact, Reverse Light Sword.

One of them sat expressionless while sipping tea, the other deep in thought, yet Yanba Lin and Kido Sakura—who should have reacted more strongly to his words—were behaving utterly out of character.

Weigong Shilang asked again: "Yanba?"

"Shirou, are you calling me?" Yanba Lin asked with a smile.

Shirou?

Weigong Shilang felt a chill run down his spine, involuntarily shivering.

What was this sudden shift in address?!

Seeing Weigong Shilang's dazed expression, Yanba Lin held up the book—its cover showed a girl with twin pigtails and a red-haired boy back-to-back, with English text reading 【fate/staynight】.

Weigong Shilang: "."

"How interesting," Yanba Lin squeezed the new book with her arm, the cover visibly denting; she tilted her head and grinned:

"Is it because puberty gave you rebellious feelings, making you resent your fate as my apprentice, leading you down some strange path?"

"Choosing that brat this time is quite amusing—I mean, the content of this book is fascinating, hehehe."

"Shirou, calling you this way is fine, isn't it, Weigong-kun? After all, I saved your life."

"Shouldn't we just use a Command Spell to make those lying Servants kill themselves? What do you think?"

The whisper, laced with malice, drifted from across the table—even now, Weigong Shilang felt his blood momentarily freeze.

Weigong Shilang opened his mouth, confused: "That book you..."

"Senior," Kido Sakura lowered her head, cheeks slightly flushed: "if Rider steals something occasionally... it's not a problem... that... that I..."

What was with that look, like she was about to cry?

Weigong Shilang turned his head—Kido Sakura's book bore the title 【fate/hollowataraxia】.

You too?!

Rider, who had been leaning against the wall, scratched his head, turned away, and became incorporeal.

A lightning bolt struck Weigong Shilang's mind—he sharply turned to look at Illya, who had been silent and still since earlier.

"Ehehe," Illya stuck out her tongue.

At that moment, Weigong Shilang understood one word—the one the modern folks in the chat group often said—"backstab."

"Illya!" Weigong Shilang cried out: "When did you get those books?"

"Online shopping delivers them right to your door!" Illya bent forward, catlike, nuzzling into Weigong Shilang's arms, then smirked at Yanba Lin, who was smirking over there:

"Yanba looked so pitiful with her insatiable curiosity—I couldn't help but show her what happened in the Parallel World."

"Don't worry, Shirou—I won't get jealous."

"As long as Shilang has me in his heart, Dada Liya is content."

"Brat," Tohsaka Rin's voice turned cold: "Didn't you show us yourself?"

"Big brother, look, she's so fierce," Dada Liya glanced timidly at Tohsaka Rin and said: "Unlike me, I only care for my brother."

Weigong Shilang suddenly felt his throat tighten, his chest grow heavy, as if he had suffered an internal injury during cultivation.

He felt the gaze upon him, his eyelid twitched, and he cautiously looked toward the Saber on his right; she sat upright, her hands empty, her eyes still a clear emerald green.

Saber sensed Weigong Shilang's gaze, her saintly emerald eyes fixed on him as she smiled: "So you are my scabbard, Shilang."

Weigong Shilang's pupils shrank; all eyes in the vicinity turned toward him at that moment.

His spine slightly bent, his vision partially obscured by the white, silken strands of hair, as if trying to use Dada Liya before him to block the gaze ahead.

Maybe I should just leave this world for now and return later.

(End of Chapter)