Chapter 676: Seven Seven Seven Seven

The Grave of the Comrade Unicorn

Because the materials needed to be recycled and depreciated, Su Lin used a model as a symbolic tomb and buried it in Eternity Pavilion.

Su Lin glanced at the blurred image in the newspaper, "Don't worry, I'll send that Crow Tengu down to keep you company. Amen."

He clasped his hands together and entered a moment of silence.

Shi Hao: "Is that guy mentally stable?"

"Physician, can you save him?" Ye Fan asked.

Xiao Yan: "."

Hard to evaluate.

By the way, did that Miss suffer some kind of trauma?

Xing Bao, who was normally mentally unstable, was sitting in meditation there, while Su Lin looked like the most abnormal one.

"What's wrong with Brother Su?"

The group turned their gazes away from Xing and saw Teacher Yan Sen flying back from outside, his robes fluttering as his feet hovered in midair.

"Toy—no." Lu Mingfei's eyebrows twitched several times: "His Gundam is gone."

That guy has been stuffing materials into the 'Unicorn' for a long time.

Its strength didn't increase much, but its value kept rising, making even Lu Mingfei, a seasoned enthusiast, sometimes unable to recognize it as the 'Unicorn Gundam'.

Just considering that horn, it seems they even added some Dragon Pattern Black Gold.

This wastrel…

What kind of Gundam needs to be forged to the standard of an Emperor Weapon?

"Gundam? Basically, it's just a robot you can sit in," Teacher Yan Sen thought for a moment and said, "I have a ready-made one that's quite good."

"Su Su Tuoni Stark said he'd build another one, but he complained the material cost was too high," Lu Mingfei grumbled.

"I see."

Teacher Yan Sen was confused.

He didn't dwell too much on this matter; his recent days had been fulfilling, and after checking the students' progress at Water Mirror Peak, he found the Tianshen Sect disciples had made great strides—so his mood was quite good.

"You're sure?" Lu Mingfei was surprised.

Not much time has passed, and most of the faculty are absent; the Headmaster and the Three Pure Ones' Vice-Headmasters have simply vanished, leaving only Weigong Shilang and others holding things together.

"Everyone has learned how to cook," Teacher Yan Sen said, satisfied with the students mastering the art of spiritual cuisine—a course the Tianshen Sect had never offered before.

"Isn't he supposed to teach swordplay and blacksmithing…?"

"White Daoist is also teaching; he's excellent at arranging arrays."

Teacher Yan Sen pulled out his phone and showed Lu Mingfei a photo: it depicted excavators and Tianshen Sect disciples who had modified them with arrays.

"After the hand-pulled tractor comes the excavator?!"

Lu Mingfei twitched his lips and asked: "So, uh—"

. Is there any normal teaching?

He had originally thought placing Headmaster Angre there would ground the aesthetic, but now he was increasingly worried his own world's buddies were being corrupted.

"I think it's perfectly normal," Teacher Yan Sen flipped through his phone and opened a video.

"Oh, and there's Su Su Tuoni Stark's AI and programming lessons—many students love that course."

It showed a group of white-robed disciples sitting before computers typing furiously; one cold-faced man typed at lightning speed, far ahead of the rest, having learned to use computer programs to control the Ice and Fire Array on the excavator for cooking.

Lu Mingfei: "."

Who's best at using a computer to control an excavator for stir-frying?

New Oriental Mayflower calls Lanxiang.

"This is a legitimate cultivation sect, not a vocational school, you guys!" Lu Mingfei even spotted the insane teachers from the Equipment Department mingling among them:

"Hey, you over there, Su Zongzhu—aren't you going to do something about your sect's aesthetic?"

Su Lin glanced listlessly at Lu Mingfei and retorted: "If it were you teaching, what would you teach? Your strongest skill."

"Red Dot Interstellar…" Lu Mingfei started to say, then abruptly stopped.

As if his status bar had been shattered, he knelt on the ground, unable to rise again.

This sect is doomed; even my closest friends I brought over are now twisted.

Inside Eternity Pavilion, the rabbits were frantically repairing the house, hurrying about with wood and tools.

"Princess, please abandon this idea," Yuyin Yonglin shook the crystal in her test tube.

"I haven't even spoken yet," Huiye smiled carelessly. "I only need to find some auxiliary herbs to make new Penglai Medicine."

Yuyin Yonglin set down what she held: "You should understand—Penglai Medicine may not work; healing a Creator is not easy."

The process of making Penglai Medicine isn't difficult, and the ingredients are easy to find in the Moon Capital; moreover, the Moon Capital still holds one person who has taken Penglai Medicine—still imprisoned.

"What if I add my 'name'?"

Unlike the Penglai Medicine consumed by Chang'e, Yuyin Yonglin's version, aided by Huiye's power, was imbued with eternity, halting growth and granting the strongest immortality in the entire world.

The Name of Penglai

The Authority of Eternity.

"No."

Yuyin Yonglin, rarely, refused Huiye's request outright.

"Huh? Just try!"

"If you fail, you'll die."

"I'm a Penglai person."

"You'll lose your power of eternity."

Bai Qian's expression was calm: "Princess, you must have seen that power which extracts rather than destroys Eternal Force."

."

There was nothing to be done; Hanyang Huiye knew the other's nature—no words would help now, so she merely scratched her head awkwardly and left, taking the jar of crystals with her.

She walked down the long corridor to her room, pulled open the door leading to the courtyard and the collection chamber, and found the number of group members had grown even larger.

It was only natural, for the dimensional summoning talismans' portals had recently begun being stored in her room as part of her collection.

"Weigong Shilang, why is there a wooden plank here?" Dada Liya asked.

"You're asking me that?"

Weigong Shilang, kneeling on the tatami with a full set of kitchenware on his back like an old grandfather, sipping tea and enjoying his leisure, had no answer.

"That is the entire ceiling of Kinkaku-ji," Huiye offered helpfully. "The raw material was larger than any tree in today's Gensokyo."

Could one tell from her expression that she was delighted?

"Your medicine," Huiye handed the crystalline substance to Shi Hao and Ye Fan, who had just emerged from the Spring of Life, wiping their upper bodies.

"The Spring of Life works wonders," Shi Hao asked. "Could I take some away with me?"

Ye Fan glanced at Shi Hao—he had originally planned to buy some to bring back and list as a new product.

Someone had spoken first, making it hard for him to speak up now.

"That divine treasure is an infinitely gushing Spring of Life—literally infinite. Take as much as you like," Huiye declared with full confidence, hands on her hips.

"What is this kind of stone I've never seen before?"

Zhongli held a gift box in his arms, curious: "Strange shape and texture—the surface continuously emits a scalding heat, yet it doesn't seem to contain elemental power."

"That is Aetheric Red Stone."

Huiye flashed to the side: "I obtained it on the Moon."

Before she could explain, two hands simultaneously grabbed the stone.

Xing and Su Lin exchanged a glance, both expressionless, their thumb and forefinger tightly gripping half of the stone each.

Zhongli asked in confusion: "What are you two doing?"

"Becoming the Ultimate Being." ×2

One Star Core and one Star God are already ultimate—how much more ultimate could they possibly become?

"You already have a Stand."

"Are you giving up being human?"

"But I was always a Star Core."

Some who understood turned away in discomfort, abandoning thought.

The room's collection was far more than this: a bowl forged from brilliant diamonds, a perpetually burning shield, seven-colored branches, the Balkan Cannon, a micro-Planck bomb, a Lunar Battle Vehicle, a Lunar Recon Vehicle—all placed within this room capable of infinite extension.

In the infinitely extending room.

Every year, the Eternal Pavilion hosts the Moon Capital Exposition, "The Ten Thousand Phenomena of the Moon Capital," displaying items related to the Moon; Huiye also loved showing off her rare and precious treasures.

"But why have so many of you come over? Has Lu Mingfei decided to hold a wedding?" Huiye asked.

"A wedding is a major life event—it requires rehearsal and preparation, including venue arrangements. If it were in Lu Mingfei's original world, others would handle it."

Zhongli smiled as he placed the box in Lu Mingfei's hands. "If the location is Gensokyo, we must pool our efforts. I am more skilled in such ceremonies."

Though deeply moved,

"But aren't you, Lord Emperor, a guest advisor of the Wangsheng Hall?"

"It doesn't matter. Weddings and funerals share commonalities."

"Indeed, marriage is the grave of life," Su Lin agreed.

Su Yulin, shut up!

Lu Mingfei bared his teeth, though it held no threat to Su Lin.

"So we came to see if we could help with anything," Weigong Shilang said with a smile.

"The bride is Japanese, right? Then I can help you with local customs and procedures—and the banquet preparation is entirely on me."

Weigong Shilang had once helped out at Tengcun Dahe's home; Grandpa Lei Hua had given him plenty of pocket money. That was the largest local gang in Dongwu, and he had absorbed much traditional knowledge by osmosis.

At this moment, Song Shuhang also crossed over with King Dou Dou.

"Originally, Bai Qian wanted to invite the Bie Xue Xianji lineage to handle the celestial banquet, covering all costs—but when the Bie Xue Xianji lineage heard Weigong the Chef was here, they agreed to provide it for free, aiming for culinary exchange," Song Shuhang brought good news.

Lu Mingfei stood frozen. Holding the wedding at the Hakkeshu Shrine had been a spur-of-the-moment idea, and he thought it a decent choice—but now, watching the room grow increasingly lively, and the crowd discussing how to arrange the wedding…

If someone said he had once been lonely, he truly wouldn't have felt it—he only feared change.

In the past, he had always thought: flirting with the beautiful senior sister, eating midnight snacks and chatting nonsense with the lazy senior brother—what was lonely about this life?

He had imagined that if the world stayed like this forever, it wouldn't be bad.

But the world always changes—just as Jiang Nan's senior sister would marry, that fiery-haired witch driving a Ferrari would inevitably head toward a future unrelated to him.

When he came to his senses, everyone had left, the world had changed, and he, left behind, was pushed forward by it, clumsily and absurdly stepping in puddles, unwillingly walking ahead.

For the first time, change was not so hard for him to accept.

Perhaps because there were people waiting for him along the way.

Su Lin whispered in a broadcast voice: "He feels like sand got into his eyes, his chest warm—last time was when Eva sent him a birthday text."

"Isn't it your master Professor Goodrich's parents who love you?" Kleine asked.

People. And these two newborn bastards!

"Thank you," Lu Mingfei retracted the fluid from his tear ducts, took a deep breath, and said to everyone: "I still want to say—thank you."

Outside the room.

"Emperor, prepare some fine tea with the rabbits to entertain the guests, and take the red-haired guest to the kitchen—mind your manners."

Huiye gently patted Inaba no Mikoto, who trembled in the corner, and smiled: "I'll temporarily overlook your theft and resale of my personal notebooks to the Crow Tengu."

"Yes!" Inaba no Tei, as if granted pardon, immediately went to gather her subordinates.

Soon after, a row of rabbit yōkai entered, carrying tables on their heads.

Tonight's Eientei was more lively than ever before—even more so than during the incident.

Kaguya, with a serene smile, directed her gaze toward a plant in the corner of the room, resembling coral but bearing no leaves or fruit.

The plant known as "Udumbara," originally found only in the Moon Capital, was said on Earth to be a phantom flower that bloomed once every three thousand years.

All things with form must perish; all life must one day die.

Because of the presence of "impurity," nothing on Earth could escape this curse.

Coincidentally, Udumbara required precisely this impurity—the kind that grants death to gods—to bloom, and it should have flowered quickly on the surface; yet within Gensokyo, it remained utterly still.

"That's a good thing."

Gensokyo gradually came under the clean, cold light of the moon.

Hōrai-san Kaguya looked up at the moon and pulled out her PSP, resuming her previous save file.

The next day, at the Hakurei Shrine.

No sooner had the full moon sunk behind the bamboo grove and the east turned pale with dawn than a group appeared at the shrine's gate, shaking the bell to wake the red-and-white miko wrapped in her blanket.

She didn't look like she was in good spirits?

"Inspecting the wedding venue? You really plan to hold the wedding at the shrine? Place the deposit in the offering box over there." Hakurei Reimu's gaze suddenly turned icy, her voice sharp with malice.

"Damn gap thief—if I catch her, I'll make her hibernate until next spring!"

Reimu possessed the ability to manipulate spiritual energy; under her influence, the spiritual energy within the shrine grounds had thickened to the point of being visible to the naked eye.

'It's already comparable to the medicinal fields of Shuijing Peak—is this miko a monster?'

Su Lin took the opportunity to condemn the Youkai Sage as well.

Unaware, Kuren's expression gradually grew peculiar as he struggled to maintain it.

I should've turned the projection in the offering box into real money.

Ding ding dang. Ding ding dong dong.

The moment the offering box was full, Hakurei Reimu immediately shut the door, changed into her miko attire, and stepped out of the shrine.

She glanced at Su Lin, suddenly recalling the photo in the newspaper, blushed, and coughed twice.

Why are you blushing?

"What did Su Lin do at the shrine yesterday?"

"Just a simple monetary transaction."

"?"

The shrine atop the cliff, usually quiet except during banquets, had unexpectedly become lively in the morning.

The commotion naturally woke the 'Hearing Song Shu' hiding on the rafters; it climbed down the beam and peered outside.

"Am I imagining things? It seems there are two familiar faces inside."

"It's normal for people to look alike—look closer, they're still different. That guy who looks like a good person? He's just an ordinary face."

【Weigong-senpai, is the food storage sufficient?】 The good-looking man.

"." Chen Jun asked: "Ask me where Weigong Shilang is."

"Eiyu Weigong and Sikarō were jailed in the Thirteenth District for selling pirated discs and contraband; Weigong Shilang and Kido Sakura are in Shadow City."

【Having one wedding is no different from two—why not just marry Dada Liya?】 A young man with a flame mark on his forehead asked.

"The Enforcement Team—no! Bring Weigong Shilang here, and release the one in jail too!"

(End of Chapter)