I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1253: The Awesome One Is Coming

Broken Cliff City.

The firmament was devoid of clouds, allowing brilliant rays of sunlight to drench the ancient city in a shimmering glow. Every towering pavilion and majestic hall glistened under the radiance. It was yet another day of perfect weather, where the tranquility of the atmosphere seemed to mirror the peace of the city.

Within a grand, opulent hall.

Having concluded his official duties, Yao Qianji was savoring his daily life of privilege. He reclined with his subordinates, partaking in fine wine and conversation, exuding a natural air of superiority.

Even in this relaxed setting, the eyes of those present were filled with profound reverence; none dared to behave with excessive familiarity or lack of restraint.

The moment Yao Qianji posed a casual inquiry, a sudden hush fell over the room.

"What is the status of the recently established mine in the Northern Desolate Wasteland? Are those pathetic outsiders submitting to our authority?"

Despite his nonchalant delivery, the influential figures surrounding him assumed solemn postures. They dared not interrupt, acting with the caution of those walking upon thin ice.

A middle-aged man clad in black armor rose and bowed, his expression radiating respect.

"In accordance with your decrees, we have ensured that no intelligence regarding the Northern Desolate Wasteland leaks out, preventing rival factions from discovering the new site. With Captain Hu overseeing the operation, there is no cause for concern!"

"Captain Hu possesses a formidable Cultivation base and is renowned for his steady hand. His foresight and discernment are far beyond those of common men. Supervising a rabble of lowly outsiders is a trivial task for him!"

"While the Northern Desolate Wasteland remains under seal and we lack direct reports, the astral chart of the Celestial Star Instrument indicates that mining production has surged lately. The speed of ore extraction is staggering—I have never witnessed such terrifying efficiency! Without a doubt, this is the result of Captain Hu’s masterful management!"

As he spoke, the man extracted a small, sophisticated mechanism from his sleeve. Its intricate and delicate gears were a rare sight, and the profound formations etched into its surface pulsed with power. As the device unfolded, pillars of starlight merged to project a map.

Floating above the hall, the starlight map showed that nearly half of the terrain had already gone dark, validating the man's report and leaving the witnesses in awe.

"Tsk..."

"The speed of this mining is truly breath-taking!"

"In a mere matter of days, those lowly outsiders have accomplished more than what was achieved in months during previous years. It is simply incredible!"

"Captain Hu is truly a talent of the highest order—we pale in comparison!"

Amidst the wave of astonished whispers, even Yao Qianji’s eyes flickered with a hint of approval.

After observing the star map for a long duration, a rare, satisfied smile touched his lips.

"Excellent. Truly excellent."

"Such phenomenal progress is seldom seen. Hu Tao has indeed performed admirably. It seems those outsiders are finally showing some utility—our decision to let them step onto this sacred soil was not in vain!"

"This is surely the will of the Heavens—the Dao is bestowing a wealth of mineral resources upon our Black Dragon Divine Guards!"

As Yao Qianji’s proclamation rang out, the hall buzzed with fervor.

The attendees exchanged nods and smiles, their voices thick with admiration. It was evident that the mine would produce an immense yield—enough to incite the jealousy of any Sect should the secret be revealed.

Capitalizing on this rare moment of good humor, Yao Qianji gave a generous wave of his hand.

"In this achievement, every one of you has played a part!"

"Given that the Northern Desolate Wasteland is flourishing so well, there is no need for us to obsess over it. Trust everything to Hu Tao; I have great confidence in his abilities."

"Moving forward, our primary focus must shift to the migration of the Primordial Sea Beasts. This is our most urgent priority. Do not be idle—we must solve the shocking mystery behind this event at once!"

The gathered officials bowed as one, their faces turning grave.

"We obey your command, my lord!"

……

Six months passed in what felt like a heartbeat.

Far removed from the splendor of Broken Cliff City, millions of miles away in the Northern Desolate Wasteland.

At the base of the mountain, near the entrance of the mining site.

Yi Feng was resting in the tea shed. With the arrival of autumn, the light tea had been swapped for a robust red variety. The shed itself had undergone several upgrades and now looked quite respectable. However, there was still no sign of the "elite forces" he expected.

Watching the laborers work in the distance, he felt only a sense of weary resignation.

If things didn't change, he was genuinely going to be stuck as a permanent overseer.

Where were those promised elites?

Why had they failed to appear after all this time? Could they have lost their way?

He scanned the horizon—the sky remained empty and desolate.

Not even a bird crossed the sky, let alone a group of powerful warriors.

Yi Feng’s irritation continued to grow.

He never imagined it would end up like this. What was supposed to be a quick, violent confrontation had devolved into a six-month vigil for an enemy that never showed up!

Damn it all!

He was trapped in a ridiculous situation.

Should he stay and wait? There was no telling when those elites might finally arrive.

But if he decided to leave?

He had no map of this strange land. Wandering aimlessly with a group of Cultivators might mean he’d never encounter a worthy challenger.

Even his attempts to gather information were useless; the miners were all low-level grunts who shook with fear at his simplest questions, swearing they knew nothing.

What was even more absurd was that whenever he spoke to someone, the rest of the workers would start digging with frantic desperation, as if he were a demon breathing down their necks...

Yi Feng let out a helpless sigh.

Driven by curiosity, he shifted his gaze toward a guard covered in soot.

Just one look!

The dark-skinned guard instantly turned into a human drill, hammering at the mountain with mad intensity. Within seconds, he had disappeared into a deep tunnel he’d just created...

"Whoosh..."

A breeze blew dust past Yi Feng, who stood there in stunned silence.

Forget it...

There was no point in asking anyone anything.

If he kept trying, the situation would only get more bizarre.

Life was truly as solitary as the falling snow.

Just as Yi Feng slumped back into his seat with a heavy sigh, several figures descended from the sky in the distance.

Led by Lin Ruochen and Cheng Yuxun, they approached him with urgent expressions and bowed.

"Senior!"

"A group has gathered outside the mining camp—they appear to be very powerful!"

Hm?

The elites had finally arrived?!

It was about time—his blade was practically gathering rust from disuse!

Yi Feng’s mood brightened instantly.

Slapping his leg, he stood up and gestured for them to lead on.

"Hurry, hurry! Take me to them!"

Meanwhile, at the perimeter of the mining site.

A host of figures stood in formation, each radiating a terrifying aura—pressures even more intense than those of the previous Black Dragon Divine Guards. However, their clothing was a chaotic mix, making them look like a band of rogue Cultivators.

Despite their unkempt appearance, their deep Cultivation and steady breaths revealed their true strength.

The leader, staring at the distant mine, had a predatory light in his eyes.

"To think the Black Dragon Divine Guards reached even this far. And to find such an abundant vein of celestial ore—their capabilities are truly formidable!"

The Elders behind him nodded, their faces etched with seriousness.

"Elder Xu is correct. For the Black Dragon Divine Guards to run an operation of this magnitude in total secrecy is a testament to their cunning and strategic depth."

"Indeed. To occupy this territory and hide the mine so perfectly, a captain-level figure must be directing things."

"Celestial ore meteorites are rare enough, but the Stellar Sand found within is a treasure every major Sect hungers for. If the Black Dragon Divine Guards keep this for themselves, their power will become unstoppable!"

As they conversed, a glint of avarice appeared in their eyes.

One Elder took a shaky breath, his voice laced with greed.

"With such a fortune right in front of us... why don't we just seize this moment and claim the mine as our own?"

The moment he spoke, every Elder turned to look at him, their gazes sharp with intent.