Chapter 695: Majestic Authority

"My little brother said you found a bunch of gods from literary works and civilization legends beyond the Void?"

Ice Tis let out a loud whistle:

"We, the Star Domain Divine Clan, came to see what's going on. Heiron, the God-King of the Hulun, started this diplomatic outreach just to ask the Father God out on a date—they're both busy."

"So they sent me to do a live stream and slip some gossip about that god called Hun Tian Di to my nosy parents. Uh… what's going on with you guys?"

She arrived at this palace within the Hiling Hive with her five-member Star Domain Divine Clan team, greeted them, then noticed the place was unnaturally quiet, only screens projecting different content everywhere.

"." Chen Jun's expression twisted as he turned around silently.

"What's wrong?"

Like swallowing a sour candy—wanting to speak but stuck in his throat, his gaze flickered toward the surrounding screens yet dared not look directly.

Chen Jun had rarely looked like this; the last time was last time, before the Bridge Project.

"Think I'll brick you?"

"I believe you."

Chen Jun nodded without hesitation and tossed the file labeled 【Blind Folly God (The Fool)】 aside.

There wasn't another female thug in the entire Void who dared crack open the head of the Hiling Supreme Leader.

"That's more like it." Ice Tis scanned the surroundings and noticed everyone staring blankly at the screens, including Xu Qianqian—but now she was utterly transfixed, her eyes gleaming?

The sun rose in the west—this wild girl was quiet today?

Ice Tis followed her gaze and saw two golden humanoid figures fighting on-screen. "So they're watching anime."

Slight recollection, but little understanding.

"Where are the gods?"

"Which one?"

"I heard it was either God or Hun Tian Di."

"There."

Chen Jun jerked his chin toward Xu Qianqian: "That god DIO, and the one from Jujutsu Kaisen."

【Muda muda muda muda—!

Ora ora ora ora!!!】

Ice Tis tore her gaze away: "I'll cut you."

"Even if you cut me, I'll still say it." Chen Jun shrugged.

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Ice Tis noticed everyone else around her was the same—fixed on the screen, and among them was a silver-haired girl resembling the maid on-screen.

At this moment, the silver-haired girl was comforting a blue-haired vampire child about to be bled.

"It won't hurt, Young Lady."

"I didn't drink the blood—why am I being blamed?!"

Remilia of Avalon huddled in the corner, surrounded by a crowd of scientists.

"Given the memetic influence previously exerted by the Three Pure Ones, we must test whether Remilia, who drank the blood of the Three Pure Ones and Hun Tian Di, will transmit that influence to you via information."

Shandora glanced at the screen and explained: "Jujutsu, you're getting checked too!"

"Understood…"

Jujutsu of Avalon wore a complex expression.

Chen Jun glanced at Ice Tis and split-screened all the footage previously recorded by the Void Hearing Song Shu onto different screens.

【I do not revere gods, nor bow to spirits; neither defiled nor pure, neither born nor extinguished—I am the King of Crimson Moon! Summon! Blood Sea Eternal Day City!】

【All blood of kings shall end by sword!】

The World Tree at dusk, the Mist Sea Fortress with crimson sun and moon hanging high, the collision of spacetime at the moment of solar-lunar transition, two Gungnirs transformed into meteor showers, generating countless spiral bands of light.

One side was that little vampire; the other, a one-eyed deity riding an eight-legged steed.

Who the hell is this general?!

"I heard the gods discovered beyond the Void are no slouches—some even at the level of Multiversal Creation Gods?" Ice Tis gaped. "That little brat, the 0th counterpart, is that strong?"

"A bit." Chen Jun nodded. "Because the Three Pure Ones and Hun Tian Di went to sell blood, and Jujutsu bought it and drank it."

Chen Jun paused, then added: "That Hun Tian Di is suspected of moonlighting as God, so she apparently drank God's blood too."

Ice Tis: "?"

Gods going to sell blood for cash? You've got hands and feet—why not go work on a construction site?

Seeing Ice Tis's expression, Chen Jun understood what the female thug was thinking—he'd reacted the same way when he first heard the news.

"Honey, let's go play in that Fantasy Land right away!" Pao Pao wiped her drool on Chen Jun's clothes.

Didn't you just say you wanted to protect maidens?

"Anyone who likes JoJo isn't evil! Plus, there's a limited-edition Stand—Jujutsu… hehe."

This figure-collecting maniac was already scheming.

"Ah Jun, Ah Jun, I get it!" Xu Qianqian ran over and hugged Chen Jun's arm:

"Jesus's holy relic was turned into God's blood activating a Stand—do you think if I go drink some blood, I'll awaken a Stand too?"

"." Chen Jun wiped sweat, suddenly feeling uneasy: "I'll have someone make you a Stand later."

"What's going on…" Ice Tis blinked. "Just explain simply."

"The situation is this: Himekami from Fantasy Land 0 brought in a bunch of otherworlders and long-vanished gods, and now these gods are planning to hold a wedding for Odin and Weigong Shilang at the Hakkeshu Shrine in Fantasy Land 0." Chen Jun said it all in one breath.

"Who?"

"Odin and Weigong Shilang."

Chen Jun pointed to the shadow-city Weigong and the heroic spirit Weigong, surrounded by a crowd of technicians and heroic spirits, being scrutinized like specimens.

"He has that much face?"

"That Weigong Shilang seems to be one of them—reportedly injured as severely as Hun Tian Di and the Three Pure Ones, and now his condition is off." Chen Jun didn't even know what he was saying:

"Someone who can cook with the universe, nearly putting the multiverse on the cutting board—Ji'ergameshi calls them the Supreme Sword Sect."

"Oh my god," Bing Tisi said, crossing her arms. "Every resident of Shadow City is a top-tier talent in reserve."

Indeed, the next cohort's academy training list had already included some of those present today; they would go to process their enrollment for intensive training tomorrow morning.

Shandora had granted the two Weigongs a massive batch of mass-produced universes for culinary training.

"Woodenhead, there's one more thing." Lin Xue's image projected beside him:

"Some affiliated civilizations of the Macroverse heard rumors and learned their original deities truly exist—they're petitioning us for answers."

Some realms' civilizations had become imperial vassals in the past, but didn't originally worship 'Xiling'; many had their own native faiths, only replacing them later.

A few chose to retain them, since the Empire never interfered.

Learning their worshipped gods and revered immortals might truly exist naturally stirred up thoughts.

"It was our people who deliberately leaked this information during investigations into 'mythical legends,'" Taweil said.

Originally, the plan had been to exploit mystical belief factors as part of the investigation, but now—

He glanced around at the scenes of blame-shifting and bickering that even Byakuren Lingmeng Lingmeng's moral bottom had surpassed.

"You actually want to sell my virginity?!" Magisa squeezed Byakuren Lingmeng Lingmeng the enforcer's neck tightly.

"What's it to me?! Besides, didn't I find you a good family? I didn't even make you pay—though it seems he prefers little girl vampires like Fulan and Remi."

Sorry, this has no bottom—Remi of Shadow City heard this and started trembling, hugging her sister.

"Summon the leaders—Pope, Celestial Master, and so on." Chen Jun had just finished speaking, then grimaced: "No, never mind."

"Why?" Lin Xue asked.

"For their own good."

"Ahjun," Shandora pinched Chen Jun's arm. "I'm hungry."

You can't tell them their worshipped gods are teaming up with Colonel Sanders to beat up the McDonald's mascot.

【Crazy Crazy Thursday~~~】

【Blue! Blue! Lu!】

"Quadruple Existence · Crazy Thursday Limited Edition!"

Su Lin snapped his fingers; behind him, Colonel Sanders tore open his shirt to reveal massive muscles, then suddenly split into four half-naked men in ties, charging toward the clown army.

"Finger-Lickin' Original Holy Light!"

"Crispy Egg Tart Roll!"

"Zero-Degree Carbonation Thrust!"

"Colonel's Nuggets Throw!"

Along the way, all the sub-bodies transformed by the stand 'Blue Blue Lu' were reverted to their original forms, their spiritual energy stripped away by the white-bearded naked man.

"Why does this spiritual energy smell like potatoes?" Su Lin blinked.

"Ah! Big brother is so strong! Now it's Fulan's turn!"

Seeing this, Fulan Dulu didn't get angry—instead, her face lit up with a happy, excited smile.

Behind the four Fulan Dulus, the four clowns with rainbow-crystal wings moved in perfect unison; runes shaped like french fries began to surface on the ground: "Turn Big Brother into a Happy Meal!"

What the hell?

Where did you learn these words?

As Su Lin hesitated, space around the four red-haired clowns twisted into a fast-food kitchen crawling with veins; ketchup spurted out as a dense barrage of french fries slammed toward him.

Su Lin lightly slapped himself: "Innate Realm?"

What exactly did that stand inherit from the Heavenly Form's spiritual power?

"." Meng Qi said to Song Shuhang: "Shuhang, I'm just a mortal now—how about I punch you to test it?"

"Why are you going to punch me?" Song Shuhang froze; he didn't remember offending Meng Qi.

"The scene's too absurd, so I suspect I'm dreaming—but I'm afraid of pain, so I won't hit myself."

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Hanging out with Senior Su Lin every day, your moral compass is almost gone.

"Senior…" Song Shuhang was just thinking this when he took a punch; he saw Meng Qi wince, bending over and clutching his side: "I drank Dragon Demon Elixir before coming—I strengthened my body."

"Oof," Meng Qi forced a grin. "Your foundation's been solid lately."

The Plate-Horned Blue Ox, who had been standing nearby, looked up at the sky, then pretended he saw nothing, closed his eyes, and lay down.

"The current master's mindset really is young."

As he thought this, he opened his eyes and glanced at Su Lin over there: "Your Majesty… must have been driven mad by the accumulated problems of the Three Realms."

In the kitchen, a platform marked "V Me 50" suddenly appeared and embedded itself into space; as cracks multiplied across Su Lin's face, the four red-haired clowns were instantly overpowered by the white-bearded muscular old man in a wrestling match.

Single knee strike, horizontal elbow, bar elbow, followed by a solid big elbow.

Instant hand, full hand, inner follow hand, zero-frame starter, then report hand.

The referee immediately declared Colonel Sanders the winner.

"My eyes," Kleine pulled a bottle of pre-ancient eye drops from the referee's seat and dripped two drops: "You owe me for watching this match."

"Blue Blue Lu!" The four Fulan expressions grew tense, beginning to merge back into one; the suppressed clown stand did the same.

Once the ability to transform living beings into 'Blue Blue Lu' failed to affect Su Lin, the advantage became overwhelmingly one-sided.

She drew the Flame Great Sword Leviathan, readying to attack again.

"Fulan, did you have fun today?"

Su Lin suddenly appeared beside Fulan Dulu, scooped her up, and lifted her high in the air.

"." Flandre stared for a few seconds, then smiled, her lips curving upward as she nodded: "Happy!"

"Let's play together another day—your brothers and sisters have things to attend to today," Su Lin said with a warm smile, the cracks on his face beginning to heal again.

"What if big brother lies?"

"Those who lie swallow a thousand needles."

His voice grew steady as he gently set Flandre down on the ground; the great sword in her hand vanished instantly.

"Big brother doesn't have the Eye," Flandre tilted her head. "It looks like big brother doesn't need to turn into Lanlanlu to play with Flandre—why?"

Su Lin pulled out a gargoyle mask embedded with Ajiro stones and said: "Because big brother is the Ultimate Being."

"Those Ajiro stones are my collection!"

"Star Treasure stole them—I took them back from her."

The "Eye" that sees all things is similar to the Death Perception Eye, except Flandre can directly transfer the Eye into her hands and crush it.

"What an amazing Ultimate Being!" Flandre exclaimed in surprise.

At that moment, a fairy dressed as a red-haired clown approached carrying fast food—hamburgers and fries. Flandre waved her hand, and her substitute, Lanlanlu, retracted the spiritual energy covering the food.

"I'll go wake up my sister. Big brother, let's have afternoon tea together!"

Flandre snatched the fast food from the bewildered fairy's hands: "Lanlanlu is amazing—it even makes food for Flandre!"

After all, it's the signature of Golden Arch.

Su Lin remembered he had once worked a summer job at McDonald's during high school. "Is there also a Remilia here?"

"Patchouli, Satsuki, come eat too," Flandre seemed delighted.

"Miss, did you create all of this?" Satsuki glanced at the substitute behind her. "Why do something like this?"

"Lanlanlu doesn't have the Eye. If everyone becomes Lanlanlu, Flandre can play freely without worrying about breaking them."

Flandre spoke with a blank expression: "For the past few days, when Flandre was bored, it was big brother and Lanlanlu who played with me."

"Perhaps a substitute develops different abilities based on its master's intense thoughts and desires?" Keiin murmured, stroking his chin.

"Cough... Magisa, who are these people? Is the Princess of Eternity here too?"

Patchouli, who had been holding the little demon, immediately let go upon seeing Magisa and turned toward Keiin and the others.

"Oh, these two," Magisa pushed Meng Qi and Su Lin forward. "They're the owners of those two blood samples."

"What?!"

"Selling blood from my secret blood bank is a bad thing."

Su Lin adopted a lecturing tone.

Upon hearing this, the woman lowered her head in shame and instinctively said: "I'm very sorry. There are so few people willing to donate blood in winter—even high prices can't get anyone to come out."

But then she realized the voice sounded familiar—she suddenly understood.

"Cough." Su Lin cleared his throat and walked toward Remilia lying on the bed. "I'm a professional doctor specializing in vampire treatment. I've come to see what's wrong."

"Her spirit and consciousness are gone?"

"The Remilia outside is her spirit," Patchouli sighed. "But we can't communicate with her at all. She occasionally wakes up, but falls asleep again immediately."

Su Lin said nothing, silently watching the blue-haired girl on the bed—Remilia. Yiyeh and Patchouli exchanged a glance with Kaguya, then chose to observe.

After a while, Remilia opened her eyes: "Flandre?"

Then she fell back into deep slumber.

"What's wrong with my sister?" Flandre finally noticed Remilia's condition, her eyes turning anxious.

"How much blood did she drink?" Su Lin asked. "I mean, my B-type blood."

"Thirty milliliters—I couldn't bear to drink it because I loved your blood so much, but the remaining 160 milliliters went to Miss Two, and I drank ten milliliters myself."

Satsuki said: "The other gentleman's A-type blood, used as a substitute, is nearly gone."

"Thanks for the substitute," Meng Qi shook his head, oddly feeling defeated.

"Drink too little blood, and you'll end up like you just did."

Su Lin glanced at Satsuki and speculated: "The materialization of spiritual power couldn't fully form—but mixed with someone's blood, it mutated?"

Meng Qi: "I'm just the substitute."

"So it's really about the blood?" Patchouli was surprised.

Satsuki bowed deeply: "It's my fault. I'm willing to offer my life as apology—please help Lady First."

"Eternity Pavilion and the Red Magic House have long-standing ties. How about we count this as a favor owed by Eternity Pavilion?"

At this moment, Kaguya showed none of the earlier image of severing Satsuki's head with a road sign—instead, she was politely composed.

"I still owe you for the medical fees..."

Su Lin shook his head, then glanced at Flandre, who was tugging at his clothes. "Never mind. Playing with Flandre was quite enjoyable."

Consider it compensation for accidentally turning her sister into the Ultimate Ghoul Sister.

To be honest, Su Lin wanted to recycle that red-haired clown substitute.

He sliced his finger and dripped some blood into Remilia's mouth.

"Strange..."

After more time passed, Remilia still showed no sign of waking—but the fighting outside had ceased.

"Miss Yiyeh, when you awakened your substitute, did you have any particular wish?" Keiin asked.

"A wish?" Satsuki shook her head. "But... I wanted to fulfill Lady First's orders, to keep no one from disturbing her. It seems I was doing just that."

She retained fragments of memory, but strange images had mixed into them.

"Do you know what Remilia's wish might be?" Keiin continued. "It may determine whether she can wake up."

Satsuki thought for a moment, then shook her head, her expression grim.

At that moment, Flandre raised her hand: "Flandre knows!"

"Young Lady?"

"When I sneaked out, I heard my sister complaining over there."

Remilia had a dream: in it, she solemnly crushed the Hakurei Shrine Maiden to the ground, then solemnly fought the intruders who had violated her territory.

In her solemn battle, she recited many poems befitting the Red Mist Clan, and through fate and causality, unleashed a powerful spell that turned Gensokyo into a sea of blood.

Too bad

It would've been wonderful if it were real—and no one saw it anyway.

"Young Lady Remilia is so amazing!"

"No wonder she's the solemn Remilia!"

"Remilia is simply too powerful!"

Yes, just like this.

She felt a surge of joy, then immediately forced herself to suppress her racing heart.

"No wonder she's the eternally crimson young moon!"

Not that impressive.

Cough, cough.

Remilia took a deep breath, drew her awareness back from the void, slowly opened her eyes—and found herself suspended in midair.

"Wow, Young Lady Remilia is incredible."

A man whose presence felt intimate and familiar, though his face was unknown, was holding her arms aloft.

Held up high!?

"Remilia, you're amazing!" Su Lin chanted in a flat, praising tone as he lifted her higher: "Remi. You're awake?"

Remilia: "."

Her cheeks flushed crimson at a visibly rapid pace.