Chapter 698

"Forget it, those things don't matter."

Hōrai Mountain Kaguya spread her hands, sighed slightly, and shook her head: "Men who obsess over such details grow narrow-minded."

"My tolerance is as vast as heaven and earth; a little narrowness doesn't matter," Su Lin said indifferently.

"Aside from Yuyin being off-limits, now marrying into Eternity Pavilion comes with two furry girls, Reisen and Tei—how appealing is that?"

Kaguya's face lit up with a smile again: "By the way, I'm seriously asking this time."

"You say that every time," Su Lin said calmly.

Kaguya tilted her head: "Then aren't you the least bit moved by my perfect body and beauty?"

"The thirteen thousand four hundredth time," Su Lin said, his OCD soothed, looking satisfied.

"Just rounded off nicely—I wanted you to ask again ever since you played 'Memories Off: Triangle Turmoil' last time."

"Huh?" Kaguya tilted her head up, thought for a while, realized it was true, and frowned: "Can't we reset those conversation counts?"

Su Lin rolled his eyes: "Then you'd have to delete and reset all those visual novel CGs and plotlines too."

"If I don't take something important from you, I feel cheated if I ever actually have to use that plan," Kaguya sighed.

Su Lin: "So you plan to take my precious virginity?"

"Sorry, but the Great Sun Tathagata said your yuan yang hasn't been lost—but after all this time, it's still intact? Could it be..."

"."

If you're going to speak, speak properly—can't you stop looking at me with that skeptical, pitying gaze?

"Speaking of yuan yang, it inevitably brings to mind yuan yin," Kaguya suddenly realized.

"I recall there are cultivation arts that absorb yin to replenish yang. I'm from Hōrai—so my yuan yin is essentially infinite. Doesn't that make me a Innate Furnace Cauldron Sacred Body by another name?"

"Wait a minute! If I think it through, I'm the one losing out here?!"

She clenched her right fist and tapped her brow, wearing a pained expression.

An unanticipated path.

Su Lin raised an eyebrow and affirmed: "This kind of reasoning and approach is entirely new."

"Interested?" Kaguya said in surprise. "Then I'll send Yi Leina an NTR notice right away."

"I can guess what kind of games you've been playing lately," Su Lin said. "Why not tell me the name of that pill? I'll go check if I can get some."

"Strictly speaking, that pill doesn't exist in this world—you can find at most a weakened version," Kaguya said with great confidence.

She turned her gaze elsewhere and saw Yuyin Yonglin, arms crossed, giving her an exasperated look.

"I didn't plan to charge anything, but since even Yuyin looks like that, I should verify something..."

Kaguya cleared her throat and resumed her previous elegant, composed posture.

"Oh, by the way, there's another way to make you believe," Kaguya said, pointing to Kurei, who was eating off-season watermelon with a dazed squirrel perched on his shoulder. "Just have Mr. Fool say, 'Su Lin marries into Eternity Pavilion,' and it will come true."

Before Kurei could speak, a swarm of arms suddenly appeared before him.

"Read this," Xiao Yan shoved a copy of "Love in the Rain" into Kurei's hands.

"I'll Venmo you fifty, read this," Lu Mingfei tossed a copy of "Daily Life in the School" at him.

"This Daoist prefers the classics," Meng Qi handed Kurei "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai."

"..." Kurei swallowed the watermelon in his mouth, scanned the crowd with a blank expression, and asked: "Use your names?"

The crowd scattered instantly, everyone returning to their previous positions.

"I just happened to be passing by," Kurei nodded to Su Lin, whose mouth twitched, and to Kaguya, who looked slightly disappointed. "I don't believe rumors, and I don't spread them."

He glanced at the dazed squirrel on his shoulder, looked away, and walked toward Song Shuhu, who had returned.

"The data from No. 1 Syakogo's reports on No. 0 Gensokyo newspapers has yielded results. Most are gossip, but we've identified some key points—the only problem is there's too little of it."

Calculating a pile of paparazzi news with a cosmic computer seems like overkill, but for No. 0 Gensokyo and worlds with chronic negative entropy flow disturbances, even the faintest trace is worth pursuing.

"As long as she's alive, have her dig through old newspapers from Zhishan Mountain."

Chen Jun felt both regret and relief—the war correspondent had at least been enhanced, but this guy had gone back to his old job, teaming up with No. 1 Syakogo to become a paparazzo.

Honestly, they're all on the front lines of eating melons and gossiping—they don't need artificially processed paparazzi products.

"First, there's a contradiction in the flow of time."

"Based on the dates of the Bunbun Daily collected from No. 0 Gensokyo, many anomalies and time spans are inconsistent. Logically, these should have taken years or even decades—but they actually occurred within a year or less."

According to the dates of the Wenwen Daily collected and organized from Fantasy Land No. 0, many anomalies and their time spans are inconsistent; logically, these should have taken years or even decades, yet they actually occurred within a single year or less.

"The yōkai and residents of No. 0 Gensokyo have grown accustomed to this concept—they've met visitors from other fantasy worlds, yet they've never heard of anyone traveling to another fantasy world."

The youkai and residents within Fantasy Land No. 0 have become accustomed to this concept; they have encountered visitors from other fantasy lands, but have never heard of anyone traveling to another fantasy land.

"It feels a bit like Conan and Kimi no Na wa," Xu Qianqian blurted out without thinking: "In an endless timeline, celebrating holidays and going on trips every year, then encountering countless murders?"

"The 'Hai Luo Xiao Jie' mode," Pao Pao offered a professional answer: "Like a president changing multiple times, school restarting repeatedly, summer vacation recurring endlessly—yet the characters never change. The flow of time is broken."

"Ah Jun, you can subtly hint to Song Shuhu," Shanda La said.

Chen Jun nodded. The Shadow City's Hui was still communicating with No. 0 Gensokyo's Yakumo Murasaki; luckily, these people were using the name "Hilong Empire," so they could try to bluff them.

Whether they believed it or not didn't matter—it cost nothing. But Yakumo Murasaki clearly treated them as a "backup plan," while having other ideas about the "Hilong" group.

Under these circumstances, the diplomatic deadlock caused by the fleet's inability to traverse the route to No. 0 Gensokyo due to negative entropy flow disturbances had made progress.

After this group's wedding ends, Chen Jun plans to use the Void Creature's ability to go over and see for himself.

"How about taking a copy of the Empire Honorary Citizen Certificate as a wedding gift to test it?"

"..." The Shadow City's Kaguya's expression resembled a plate of spoiled "Three Delicacies"—utterly strange. "What exactly is going on with them?"

Originally, he intended to respect the counterpart's autonomy and avoid discussing this—but he couldn't help himself.

"Don't you even know?" the Shadow City's Mei Hong asked.

I originally intended to respect the party's counterpart and not bring up this matter, but I couldn't help myself.

"You don't even know yourself?" asked Shadow City Fujiwara Mei Hong.

Even if I care less about my image, I could never say these things to another man without feeling any pressure.

The shadow of Kaguya scoffed: "Su Lin really is amusing, but how long have they known each other to be this familiar?"

You ask us? Who do we ask?

Fortunately, we sent the head of the paparazzi, Shimingwan, over as a Consumable—otherwise, she'd have been so excited she'd have broadcast this vaguely stomach-churning news to every civilization in the Macroverse by tomorrow.

"Big Sister Bingdisi, for the sake of your mother being my second uncle's cousin's daughter, let me return to the Star Domain now!"

The paparazzi god clan member arrested alongside the paparazzi journalist let out a wail—anyone with half a brain could guess what he intended to do.

"My wife is really going to give birth!"

Do you believe me—or do you believe I'm Qin Shi Huang?

"Ah Jun! Situation! A fleet has suddenly appeared in the outer void surrounding Fantasy Realm Zero!"

Complex runes drifted across the air, instantly converging into the surveillance feed of an Outer Void Monitoring Vessel—regions devoid of conventional physics, probed by mystical forces, forming rapidly refreshing screen imagery.

On the screen, several starships of unknown origin displayed banners, inscribed in a script familiar to Earth's civilization.

"Looks like Small Seal Script?"

"Immortal Qin."

"Immortal Qin?!"

"You're still alive?"

"?? Weigong Shilang." Su Lin glanced at Weigong Shilang, unharmed from head to toe, and was taken aback.

He looked past the man's body toward the Weigong family women not far away.

Tohsaka Rin, Matou Sakura, and Saber were curiously observing this world, chatting casually with Hui Liyi and the others.

"Holy shit, you're still alive?!" Lu Mingfei had combed his messy mop of hair into a dignified style and wore a freshly changed suit.

He saw Weigong Shilang appear unharmed at the Hakurei Shrine, his face showing the same surprise.

"Everyone's such good girls," Weigong Shilang smiled, seeing their expressions: "Though my decision was sudden, everyone still congratulated me and Illya."

"I didn't reply yesterday because I was cooking for Saber and sending out invitations to friends."

"A copy was also sent to Chaldea—Tohsaka used the Second Method to send it."

Too harmonious.

But upon closer thought, it makes sense.

Though they all lived under the same roof, this Weigong Shilang was stubborn about his convictions, and besides, those few had always gotten along exceptionally well with Illya.

Lu Mingfei patted Weigong Shilang on the shoulder, solemnly: "Learn to cherish."

"." Weigong Shilang had a nagging sense that something was off.

Not far away, Hakurei Reimu, satisfied by the shrine's growing bustle without any crowding, symbolically swept dust around with her broom to pretend she was working.

After all, a large sum of incense money was coming in.

But she hadn't taken two steps before she noticed the sky suddenly darken—she looked up and saw a vast cloud cover had enveloped the entire Fantasy Realm.

Dim beams gradually descended, slicing through the heavens at astonishing speed like falling stars, until at a thousand meters above ground, the light coalesced into a massive steel warship.

Hakurei Reimu blinked, pulled out the Yin-Yang Jade, and held it in her hand.

"We have no intention of lingering on the ground," came a calm, composed voice.

Reimu turned—and saw Watanuki Toyohime, with shoulder-length yellow hair and a center-parted fringe, wearing a white hat, standing inside the shrine with a squad of fully armed Moonfolk.

"It's you?"

Reimu glanced at Watanuki Yorihime, whose shoulder-length purple hair matched her sister's, and asked skeptically: "Planning to invade Earth?"

These two were Moon Princesses; Reimu had met them during the Moon War, though she had been outside the Great Barrier then and had been utterly defeated on the Moon.

"Let me be clear—you have no chance of victory here in the Fantasy Realm."

They possessed the ability to connect mountains and seas—teleporting their entire force here in an instant was perfectly reasonable.

"We have no interest in this filthy land. We'll finish our business and leave."

Watanuki Toyohime hurried to the frowning Yuyin Yonglin, bowed respectfully, then walked toward the surprised Hui Liyi, "Hui Liyi!"

She ignored everyone arranging the shrine, her gaze lingering long on Su Lin, who sat cross-legged munching melon and watching the spectacle, then surveyed the shrine's aesthetic, finally frowning deeply.

Su Lin: "?"

What are you staring at?

"The Moon King has pardoned your sins and ordered you to return with us to the Moon Capital," said Watanuki Toyohime.

"Really?" Hui Liyi looked as if she'd heard something impossible, her eyelid twitching violently: "That brother-obsessed idiot actually changed his mind now?"

Watanuki Toyohime's face flickered with anger: "Mind your station."

She waved her hand—several Moonfolk soldiers immediately surrounded Su Lin.

"And this filthy Earthling must be taken back to the Moon Capital as well."

"?"

Su Lin tilted his neck, stared wide-eyed at himself, and slowly raised a questioning finger.

"Holy shit, don't splash blood on me!" Lu Mingfei's pupils shrank—he leapt back instantly, giving the Moonfolk soldiers an encouraging gesture.

"Puhah." Hui Liyi froze, then suddenly burst out laughing, covering her mouth: "Hahaha—forgive me, hahahaha!"

Her bell-like laughter echoed through the shrine, while only Yuyin Yonglin approached with a peculiar expression.

"Toyohime, write a letter—I'll have you and Yorihime deliver it to her later."

"Master Yonglin, the King specifically warned you not to shield her in this matter," Toyohime shook her head.

"All past offenses—including killing Moon Envoys and fleeing here—were overlooked out of respect for you. A thousand years is already leniency."

"As a Moon Princess, falling in love with a filthy Earthling—"

【So this is the world where the Sword Sect and the Holy Maiden, after reincarnating via a wish to the Holy Grail, fulfilled the Ancient Oath? Not bad—I like it.】

Above the vast sky, thunder rolled endlessly.

A starfleet, its hull covered in black metallic armor glinting with cold light and inscribed with ancient runes, appeared gradually above the Fantasy Realm, as if drawn by an ink brush, amid the joyful music of celebratory salutes.

【I and the eternal heroic spirits of human history in the Blue Radiance Galaxy have come to attend this feast.】

"You invited them?" Lu Mingfei blinked in surprise.

Beside him, Weigong Shilang's mouth hung wide open: "No, I only invited Chaldea."

But in the next instant,

As if 3D-printed, the orange-haired Tenzan Lixiang appeared on the grounds of the Hakkeshin Shrine alongside the heroic spirits of the Universe, Qin Shi Huang, Gilgamesh, and others.

"I still prefer the Eastern title."

Qin Shi Huang, watching Su Lin, who held a watermelon and looked utterly bewildered, nodded slightly and bowed with clasped hands: "Ying Zheng greets the Hun Tian Di."