The Last Sentinel

"Dude, I have to be upfront about this, this car isn't your average car."

"I know, it's Emperor Ye's car!"

"No, I mean, this car might have a bit of a temper."

"Of course, Ye Tiandi is one of the few big shots who can leave the chat group and leave the genius club, so it's normal for his mount to have a bit of a temper."

No, you may still have misunderstood me.

Ye Feng slowed his pace and looked at the security guard in front of him, saying, "Brother, are you changing your mind? Don't you want to lend me the Mercedes?"

The security guard said, "What are you talking about? If I didn't give it to you, I wouldn't let you into the parking lot. It's just that that car has some kind of problem. Never mind, go and take a look yourself. If you want to rent it, then continue renting it. If you don't want to rent it, I won't charge you."

The security guard, Emperor, led Ye Feng downhill and soon arrived at the door of a huge garage.

The garage door alone is almost the size of a basketball court. The entire garage was carved out of the interior of Mount Tai. The garage door blends seamlessly with the mountain, and you can hardly tell that it is a garage unless you look closely.

"Open Sesame!"

The Great Emperor of Security shouted, and the rocks crumbled, revealing a narrow crevice about the width of a person.

The security guard made a shushing gesture and tiptoed inside.

Ye Feng quietly followed the security guard into the mountain garage.

As soon as Ye Feng entered, he felt the bone-chilling cold. The temperature dropped directly below zero. A thick layer of blue ice structure had formed on the inner edge of the entire mountain. Even though there were no lights in the garage, it was still clearly visible thanks to the glow of this blue ice.

Immediately following, a series of complex divine thoughts, like a mental storm, swept in.

"Master...when will Master be back? Security guard, tell me, when is my master coming back?"

"Does he...do he not want me anymore? Haha, I knew it! He's fallen for that new vehicle with nine heads and a coffin-like body, and he even gave it the imposing name 'Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin'..."

Just then, a sharp divine thought ripped through my eardrums with a roar, "Men are all bastards, Ye Hei is no exception! He never remembers me in this desolate place, my bones and engine cracked from the cold. I see my car emblem no longer shining, my headlights no longer bright. The promises he made to me at the 4S store have all become empty words... Men deserve to die! I'm going to kill Ye Hei!"

A powerful consciousness cried out, "No, we can't kill him! If we kill him, we'll become abandoned vehicles! At most, we'll run him over, so he can only ride in our cars from now on, instead of going to find that wretched woman, the Nine Dragons Coffin Puller!"

"That's right, just like that!"

"We must reclaim the favor we've lost, just as the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin once snatched their master from our side!"

"..."

Besides the main divine thought that was powerful and sharp, there were several other divine thoughts of varying sizes humming in the background. The entire underground garage was filled with a terrifying mental storm. Anyone with a weaker sense of consciousness would be smashed to pieces by the mental storm as soon as they entered.

Ye Feng understood the general situation.

Ye Hei left in a coffin pulled by nine dragons and returned in the same way. Throughout the entire process, the Mercedes-Benz was not involved. Seeing that its driving function had been taken away, the Mercedes-Benz was consumed by jealousy and its mind split into dozens of consciousnesses. Some of these consciousnesses wanted to kill Ye Hei, its master, while others wanted to preserve Ye Hei and still others advocated torturing him.

In short, the machine spirit of this car must be, probably, possibly insane.

Just as Ye Feng was having second thoughts, a violent surge of mental fury swept in, instantly locking onto Ye Feng and the security guard.

The security guard hurriedly raised his hands, his movements as habitual as if his ancestors had served as collaborators, and shouted, "Senior, we're on the same side!"

The berserk mechanical spirit of the Mercedes-Benz had descended in front of Ye Feng and the security guard. This mechanical spirit was different from Ye Feng's fat rabbit mechanical spirit and green-skinned orc mechanical spirit. This mechanical spirit was exquisite and high-end!

A gentleman dressed in the same gold as the Rolls-Royce Spirit of Ecstasy, wearing a sharp suit and gold shoes, looked Ye Feng up and down with a walking stick in his hand. "This guy is weird."

All that could be seen was the golden-haired gentleman suddenly raising his walking stick and aiming it at Ye Feng!

The next moment, Ye Feng was frozen in mid-air. Immediately afterward, the walking stick pierced through Ye Feng's heart. Black phantoms appeared behind Ye Feng, and an opening quickly appeared among those phantoms!

"Here it is." The Machine Gentleman arrived at the empty spot. "The problem lies here."

The security guard looked at Ye Feng, who was frozen in mid-air, and hesitated before asking, "Senior, what's the problem?"

The Gentleman of the Machine Soul said slowly and deliberately, "He's been manipulated! A master projected himself into the present through the river of time and forcibly took something from him, which caused a flaw in his physical body, preventing him from achieving perfection. He's like a deflated balloon now; no matter how much he cultivates, he can't reach a higher realm."

The security guard muttered, "Is that so? Senior, why don't you step in and help him fix it?"

"Why should I?" The Machine Gentleman rolled his golden eyes, extremely displeased. "Why should I help him for free? He didn't even call me 'senior'!"

"I've called Ye Hei 'master' for generations, has Ye Hei ever even glanced at me?"

"When he picked me up at the 4S dealership back then, he couldn't remember any of those vows of eternal love or life-and-death commitments!"

"Humans are a race that forgets its roots. I hate Ye Hei, and I hate humans!"

Just then, Ye Feng, who had been suspended in mid-air, suddenly trembled, and a series of countless afterimages behind him were directly retracted, restoring his freedom.

"As expected of a senior," Ye Feng laughed, "You noticed at a glance that someone had taken a single hair from me!"

The Gentleman of the Machines looked at Ye Feng and said, "You don't seem flustered at all."

Ye Feng said, "No, I'm not flustered at all. Firstly, I'm very satisfied with my current level, and I think the later stages of this level are very promising. The exponential level is definitely not the limit for a satellite-level warrior. There are even higher levels after the exponential level! Others pursue the height of their realm, but I pursue the breadth of my cultivation! I've always believed that breadth is more important than height. It's like my major, civil engineering. Without a strong foundation, how can you build a skyscraper? The breadth of my cultivation that I pursue is like laying the foundation."

"Secondly, I am still very grateful to my senior. Thank you for diagnosing me. I was very uneasy about those people taking my hair, but I didn't expect that they just wanted to limit my cultivation level. So it doesn't matter."

"Since it seems you're reluctant to come out of seclusion, I won't linger any longer. Goodbye!"

After saying a few words, Ye Feng prepared to slip away.

Although this machine spirit is a bit crazy, its abilities and overall intelligence are still quite good, which is something Ye Feng cannot handle.

Since that's the case, if the first attack fails, we should immediately flee.

The Gentleman of the Machines raised his cane and blocked Ye Feng's path. "You ran away so fast. Just like Ye Hei, you're a snob. As soon as you see there's no benefit, you immediately turn around and run away..."