The Last Sentinel

The north wind swept across the ancient Great Wall with snowflakes, old beacon towers stood on the mountain ridge, their blue bricks covered with a thin layer of frost, and cracks filled with remnants of ice.

Two figures stood on the edge of the beacon tower, watching the swirling snowflakes blow overhead.

Both were dressed in mourning clothes, but their appearances and demeanors were completely different.

One is resolute, cold, shrewd, and deep.

A young man, impetuous and full of vigor.

Zhao Donglai shifted his gaze from the sky to the young man opposite him: "The Great Sage's Dharma Form has appeared, and the Four Heavenly Kings' magic weapons have been forced out."

"What will happen next?"

Zhuge Tingfeng knelt before a memorial tablet, not even raising his head, and said, "In what capacity do you intend to ask me this?"

Zhao Donglai couldn't help but say, "At a time like this, you still care about your status?"

Zhuge Tingfeng tilted his head and said, "Otherwise what? My father raised you like his own son. According to the rules, you're my older brother! I'm calling you 'brother' now, and you won't answer! You still want to ask me questions? How come you get all the good things in the world! It's no wonder I'm the unlucky abandoned one, right!"

The wind and snow blew on Zhao Donglai's cheeks, but Old Zhao remained silent.

[The Great Wall Watch] fought his senior brother Mo Lijie in a fierce battle, but left in a very carefree manner.

However, [Great Wall Watch] left behind a mess.

The first one to be affected was his adopted son, Zhuge Tingfeng.

At first, Zhao Donglai did not believe that Zhuge Tingfeng was his master's son.

But when Zhuge Tingfeng recounted his master's past and present in front of his corpse, Zhao Donglai finally learned that when his master went to study in the myriad worlds, the myriad worlds genuinely wanted to win him over, and even promised him a Daoist partner of immortal blood, Fairy Zhuge!

The master was young and impetuous, and had a son with the fairy Zhuge.

But neither Fairy Zhuge nor her master knew about this.

Later, the master betrayed the sect and returned to talk about the universe.

That night, almost the entire sect leader and elders came out to stop Master.

But they were all defeated by their master, who fought his way out of the sect and returned to the carbon-based universe.

But even the wisest master can make a mistake.

Now Zhuge Tingfeng has arrived, bringing with him the news of the tragic death of his Daoist partner, Fairy Zhuge.

At that moment, Zhao Changcheng had already broken through his Dao Heart.

As for his later defeat to his senior brother Mo Lijie, that was only to be expected.

However, the master didn't say anything about how to deal with Zhuge Tingfeng. He just shrugged and left, directly passing this burden to Zhao Donglai, who came after him.

Zhao Donglai now faces two paths.

The first option is to acknowledge Zhuge Tingfeng as his younger brother. This would provide him with more evidence that the Eighth Speaker has a brother from outside the region, meaning his position as the Eighth Speaker would not last long.

The second option is to disown Zhuge Tingfeng as a brother, eliminate him as a heretic, and ensure the absolute purity of one's identity as the speaker!

The snow howled and the wind howled. Zhuge Tingfeng seemed to have seen through Zhao Donglai's thoughts: "Foolish Onii-san, do you think that by killing me, you can guarantee the stability of your chairmanship?"

"No, that's impossible."

"Leaving aside your treacherous father, Lin Qilin, he truly is a traitor."

"Let me tell you about the master you betrayed, who is also my father."

"It's safe to say you're practically branded with the flag of traitor!"

"If Ye Feng wants to overthrow you, and if the Sentinel wants to become the Ninth Speaker, no matter the reason, you must step down."

"And if Ye Feng doesn't want to overthrow you, and the Sentinels have no interest in the Speaker's position, you have to hold onto this position until it's completely ruined! Until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble!"

"Your tenure as speaker has never depended on you, but on Sentinel Ye Feng."

Zhuge Tingfeng's insightful observation revealed Zhao Donglai's true feelings.

Zhao Donglai looked at Zhuge Tingfeng and said, "It seems I have no choice but to become a traitor."

"Of course," Zhuge Tingfeng said, "Which speaker of the council wasn't a traitor? Hughes was, my father was, and you are too. That's fate!"

Zhao Donglai spread his hands and said, "Since that's the case, then Brother Tingfeng, what will happen next?"

Zhuge Tingfeng gazed at the Great Sage's image on the celestial canopy above, his eyes gleaming: "Brother, if you have a question, I will naturally answer. To be honest, as a person from the Boundary Sea, this is the first time I have ever seen the legendary Four Heavenly Kings' innate divine weapons!"

Zhao Donglai was taken aback: "What do you mean? These natal divine weapons haven't appeared yet?"

"No." Zhuge Tingfeng stood up, brushing the snow off his clothes. "Brother, you don't know, but the four Demon Clans are extremely arrogant and domineering throughout the universe. They are newly emerging immortal clans, second only to the first-tier ancient immortal clans. They are new nobles born after the Investiture of the Gods calamity and have passed the test of the Journey to the West calamity. They have been prosperous ever since. The Mo family's power, trade, experts, and blessed lands are unimaginable! To put it bluntly, in the Mo family, if you want to make a living, you don't even need to be at the fifth level of the universe to get a foothold. You can't even get through the gates of the Demon family!"

"Among the many magical treasures of the Demon Clan, the most legendary are the four natal divine weapons left behind by the Four Heavenly Kings Ancestors."

There are many rumors about the Four Heavenly Kings' natal weapons, among which one rumor has spread widely: the four celestial clans are not actually descendants of the Four Heavenly Kings, because they simply cannot produce the Four Heavenly Kings' natal weapons!

"This rumor spread widely back then, and it was a devastating blow to the four great immortal clans of the Demon family!"

"The Demon Clan was furious about this, and they unleashed countless spirit stones, resources, and experts from the Thirty-Three Heavens to slaughter all those who spread the rumors!"

"But in the environment of all the heavens and myriad worlds, you simply can't kill all the troublemakers!"

"With the Mo family doing this, his opponents got excited, and many of them came out to spread the word."

"The Mo family is becoming increasingly passive."

"Unless the Mo family can produce the natal magic weapon of their Four Heavenly Kings ancestors, their identity will be questioned."

"Now that the Four Heavenly Kings' natal magic weapons have appeared, the Mo family will definitely go all out to reclaim them and vindicate themselves."

Zhao Donglai, arms crossed, looked at the biting wind and snow outside the beacon tower: "As you said, the Mo family has many rivals, and those rivals won't stand idly by!"

"Definitely not!" Zhuge Tingfeng said decisively, "Not only will the Mo family's opponents not stand idly by, but also some descendants of families that the Four Heavenly Kings offended back then, and even the true bloodline descendants of the Four Heavenly Kings will appear."

"That's not all." Zhao Donglai looked at the magnificent golden image of the Great Sage on the sky: "The image of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven has appeared. There are definitely many who covet the Great Sage's [Grand Celestial Immortal Technique] and [Seventy-Two Transformations of Earthly Fiends]. I can already imagine the scene of countless forces pouring into the Flower Fruit Mountain instance after it opens, and fighting tooth and nail."

Just then, Zhuge Tingfeng froze, as if sensing something. He suddenly opened his right hand, and a hexagonal waist token was projected from his palm, hovering in mid-air and emitting a faint blue light. The token was engraved with intricate patterns, and there was a faint flow of spiritual energy.

Zhao Donglai's expression tightened, and he subconsciously took a step forward, asking in a low voice, "What is it?" He could sense the spiritual energy fluctuations on the waist token, which was definitely not an ordinary item.

"A token of our sect." Zhuge Tingfeng said solemnly, "My master is contacting me by shaking my life lamp, it must be something urgent. Don't speak, my master can't see you." His tone was respectful, clearly showing his great fear of this master.

As soon as the words were spoken, the blue light on the waist tag intensified, and a charming and beautiful woman's voice rang out, carrying a hint of languor and concern: "Tingfeng, are you doing well in the carbon-based universe?" The voice was soft and sweet, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

Zhuge Tingfeng quickly composed himself and respectfully replied, "Reporting to Master, I have suffered some injuries and am currently recuperating under the carbon-based cosmic glacier. I am fine for the time being." He lowered his head slightly, adopting an extremely humble posture, completely devoid of his previous arrogance.

The beautiful woman's voice carried a hint of worry: "Is the injury serious? If you need resources, I'll have them sent immediately."

"It's nothing, thank you for your concern, Master." Zhuge Tingfeng paused, then asked, "Master, why did you suddenly contact me? Is there something urgent?"

The beautiful woman was silent for a moment, then her tone became serious: "If possible, I hope you will go to the forbidden land of the East Sea, to Huaguo Mountain in Aolai Country of Dongsheng Shenzhou."

Zhuge Tingfeng was taken aback, his eyes filled with doubt: "Master, wasn't Flower Fruit Mountain already reduced to ruins during the Journey to the West? What could we possibly gain from going there now?"

"The situation is complicated, and I can't explain it to you in a short time," the beautiful woman said with a hint of urgency. "Just remember to assemble a reliable team, enter Flower Fruit Mountain, and try to obtain one or two magical treasures. If you can acquire the natal divine weapons of the Four Heavenly Kings, it will be an immense stroke of luck for you, for me, and for our sect!"

Zhuge Tingfeng frowned, his tone tinged with difficulty: "Master, I am currently seriously injured. I'm afraid I'm not strong enough to go to Flower Fruit Mountain at this stage. What if..."

"Don't worry," the beautiful woman interrupted him, her tone resolute. "I've already arranged for an inside man for you. Once you enter Flower Fruit Mountain, you'll have experts supporting you. You won't be fighting alone."

Zhuge Tingfeng wanted to persuade her further, but the beautiful woman's voice suddenly turned stern, brooking no argument: "Enough! Stop being so wishy-washy! Don't forget, I'm your aunt! I'm ordering you to go as your aunt! This isn't just about the rise and fall of the sect, it's also about your mother's long-cherished wish!"

"It has something to do with my mother?" Zhuge Tingfeng suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with shock. "How come I've never heard my mother mention this before?" His voice was filled with doubt and urgency, clearly showing that he cared a great deal about his mother's past.

The beautiful woman snorted angrily, "Alright, hurry up and heal your injuries. We'll set off as soon as you're healed! Remember, give it your all! Things are completely chaotic here in the Boundary Sea. The Indian immigrants from the carbon-based universe have long since usurped the power of a powerful immortal clan and even coveted supreme authority in the universe. The Indians are currently engaged in fierce fighting with us, and the Boundary Sea faction is in complete disarray. The fortunes of Flower Fruit Mountain extend far beyond the Four Heavenly Kings' natal divine weapons; there are also numerous magical treasures and secret manuals. Don't miss out!"

Zhuge Tingfeng's expression turned serious, and he quickly bowed, replying, "Yes! Aunt, rest assured, your disciple will do his utmost and will not let you down!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the beautiful woman's voice suddenly changed, returning to its previous charming and amorous tone, tinged with a hint of teasing: "This mature and wise fellow Daoist beside you, is he your father's adopted older brother? Quite impressive. If it's convenient, introduce him to your aunt. Your aunt has been living alone in her room all these years; it must have been quite tough..."

"Interrupt!" Zhuge Tingfeng blushed and quickly raised his hand to extinguish the spiritual light of the waist token. The token instantly dimmed, and he clutched it tightly in his hand. His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat; he was clearly extremely embarrassed by his aunt's teasing. "Auntie, you've been practicing the [Spring Heart Fluttering Sutra] too much lately, haven't you? Go back and take a shower to calm down! That's all!"

With the waist tag completely removed, Zhuge Tingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and a trace of lingering embarrassment remained on his face.

Zhao Donglai remained silent throughout, unmoved by the beautiful woman's teasing, but he was extremely concerned about the Indian forces she mentioned.

He frowned, lost in thought: He had strongly opposed Hua Xiaobai leading his third brother to the myriad realms.

In his view, those Indians were useless at everything, and if they went to the myriad worlds, they would only be throwing their lives away, wasting a lot of resources for nothing.

But now it seems that India's ability to adapt to the environment is terrifying. In just a short time, it has already overthrown a major immortal clan and become a troublemaker in all the worlds.

Honestly, when it comes to stirring up trouble, the British Empire ranks first, and India is the most dazzling jewel in that crown. It is already "shit," and it has become a troublemaker. With this double buff, its power to stir up trouble is unmatched.