Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 950 - 949: Not a Fellow Daoist

Chapter 950: Chapter 949: Not a Fellow Daoist

"Bryson Campbell is your brother?" On hearing this sentence, Isaac Quintana was quite frightened. If Bryson Campbell really was Yusuf Zuck’s brother, then today’s matter just got serious.

"You and I have known each other as father and son for over three thousand years. Why have I never heard that you had a brother?" Isaac Quintana hurriedly pulled Oracular Sage into a secluded corner and asked him using Divine Sense to transmit his voice.

"I only found out recently myself. I didn’t know who Bryson Campbell was before. However, a few days ago, I inadvertently read the Spiritual News, and after seeing a piece of information, I confirmed that Bryson Campbell was my long-lost brother?"

"Your real brother?" Oracular Sage asked gravely.

"Not by birth, but might as well be," Isaac Quintana firmly shook his head. "Also, Golden Eagle told me that Bryson Campbell is just outside Immortal Island. He has already arrived!"

"What?" All of Oracular Sage’s hairs stood on end, knowing that the eight strongest beings of the higher plane had not yet descended to the Lower Realm, which meant no one present could match Bryson Campbell.

And their gathering here was partially to avoid Bryson Campbell, waiting for the beings from the higher plane to arrive before venturing out.

But now, Bryson Campbell had come to Immortal island? This was extremely serious; he would likely start a massacre as soon as he entered.

"You previously told me I have a great destiny, saying that our Holy Sect has a great destiny. I think the destiny of me and the Holy Sect lies in a thought of yours today!" Although Isaac Quintana usually was quiet and unassuming, this did not mean he was not intelligent or tactful.

"What do you mean?" Oracular Sage asked peculiarly.

"Go out, open the great door to Immortal Island. That is the destiny for me and for the Holy Sect!" Isaac Quintana said with a slight smile. "You don’t understand Bryson Campbell, but I understand him very well. If he dares to come, it means he is confident in overpowering everything. So, this is our chance."

"You mean, to admit the enemy?" Oracular Sage raised his eyebrows.

"He is not inherently our enemy; he’s my brother, which makes him your junior too. He would need to address you as ’senior,’ and father, don’t you think this is an opportunity?"

"Have you considered what would happen if the eight powerful ones who descend next time also can’t stand against Bryson Campbell? What then?"

"There is no such possibility!" Oracular Sage waved his hand.

"I am just proposing a hypothetical, but what if there is such a possibility? Think about the consequences!" Isaac Quintana spoke calmly.

"Consequences?" Oracular Sage trembled, murmuring, "The Holy Sect would be flattened by him, the Demon Clan would be driven away, and Buddhism and the Alien Race might only avoid him. Since our Holy Sect headquarters is in Spirit City, he would definitely uproot us just as he would pluck away the Sword Tower. Although I consider myself somewhat skilled, I might not be a match for him. So then, there would be chaos everywhere, with many forces being destroyed."

"Exactly," Isaac Quintana nodded. "So you all only think about your own victory, yet fail to consider the victory of the adversary. Also, I heard that Bryson Campbell has seized the Jade Sea and Cloud Sky, a naturally formed Magic Treasure. Do you think if he wanted to escape, those from the Lower Realm could break through his Jade Sea and Cloud Sky?

"Let me think, let me think!" Oracular Sage squinted his eyes, his fingers swiftly calculating, for he was also a diviner skilled in calculating divine predictions."

"Don’t think any further. Back in our hometown, there’s a saying ’Man is the master of his own fate,’ and another one stating ’All things are possible.’ Now, I am your adopted son. If you insist on conspiring with others against my brother, where does that leave me?"

"What would you have me do?" Oracular Sage inhaled deeply, quickly calming himself down.

"There are dual choices!" Isaac Quintana said, "We can secretly contact Bryson Campbell to become his internal informant while you continue to befriend these people. We won’t offend either side, so no matter who wins, it will be favorable and harmless to you and to the Spiritual News Pavilion!"

"And now, Bryson Campbell is just outside. He might not know how to get in, so you just need to tell him the way to enter. That’s like doing him a favor. Father, we can’t put all our treasures on one mountain!" Isaac Quintana spoke earnestly, truly for the benefit of the Prophet of Secrets!

"What you say does make sense, but if I go out to tell him how to enter, won’t that be discovered by the people here? Wouldn’t that expose us?" The Prophet of Secrets asked.

"Golden Eagle can go out, and nobody will notice him!" Isaac Quintana said with a mysterious smile.

"What? Golden Eagle can get out?" The Prophet of Secrets was shocked again. How could this ordinary eagle escape undetected?

"I have never told you, but Golden Eagle is quite capable. Silently breaking through such a secret domain is one of Golden Eagle’s skills, so you just need to tell me how to enter."

The Prophet of Secrets looked at Isaac Quintana and took a deep breath, "Isaac, all these years, I might have underestimated you. You are audacious and bold!"

"Alright, I agree!" The Prophet of Secrets nodded, "Of course, it’s not because I want to please both sides or because I am afraid of dying, but for you, my adopted son, whom I regard as my own. For you, I could sacrifice everything. I also really do not wish for us, father and son, to become estranged or even hateful toward each other!"

"The method to enter the Immortal Island is simple: three signet gestures and nine incantations. Remember them well!" The Prophet of Secrets whispered a few sentences by Isaac Quintana’s ear.

"Haha, Brother Prophet of Secrets, what are you and your son talking about that’s making you so happy?" Just then, Master Ye and others strolled over casually.

"Nothing much. Isaac, you may go. Have a look around." The Prophet of Secrets patted Isaac Quintana’s shoulder and smiled.

"Yes, then I shall not disturb my father and the seniors from discussing important matters. Isaac, taking his leave!" Isaac Quintana smiled faintly, and with a light tap of his toes, he was already far away.

The Immortal Island was indeed very vast, even having places like a back mountain and celestial gardens.

"Brother Prophet of Secrets, we just received a message from the Upper Realm. Tomorrow at noon, the celestial envoy will arrive, directly above the sea region of this Immortal Island," Master Ye and others said with a grin.

"Oh? They are coming down already?" The Prophet of Secrets remarked impassively.

"Haha, there is another piece of good news," the Demon Cultivator Ling Xu grinned. "Our Demon Clan’s celestial envoy will bestow empowerment. Not only will he help many of our Demon Cultivator twelve ranks ascend, but he will also help our outstanding Disciples become Supreme Saints. The same goes for the other families. I heard they are also bringing a lot of rare Immortal Pills and Magic Treasures."

"Congratulations, congratulations. It’s just a pity that my Spiritual News Pavilion has no such opportunity!" The Prophet of Secrets bowed and shook his head continually. Although he too had some connections with a powerful figure in the Upper Realm, that figure had been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years. For all those millennia, his Spiritual News Pavilion had not received any attention from the Upper Realm!

"Huh?" Just then, suddenly, a faint energy fluctuation transmitted above the virtual space of the island, signifying that someone was opening the Spacetime Door of the island.

"Who else is coming here?" everyone wondered, looking up at the sky.

"Sorry, not a friend."

With a "whoosh," space trembled, and Yusuf Zuck stepped in!