I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1256: A Soul Mate Is Hard to Find
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
Yi Feng traveled southward atop Manman for a considerable duration.
The silhouette of a city eventually materialized on the horizon.
His zest for life returned at the prospect of finally finding some trouble to stir up. With a deep sigh of emotion, Yi Feng leapt from Manman’s back, vigorously stretching his limbs as he walked forward, offering a bit of guidance as he went.
"Manman, you’re definitely a male snail, aren't you?"
"Let me give you some advice. As men, we can endure anything, but being too fast when it counts is the one thing we must avoid. You just go 'whoosh' and it’s over. It’s no surprise we charged straight into the desert and didn't encounter a single soul."
"If that old brother who purchased the ore hadn't given me directions, I would have assumed the entire Godfall Land was nothing but a wasteland!"
Man Benwei trailed closely behind, his dead-fish eyes rolling as he lazily blew bubbles from his mouth.
"Blub blub blub..."
Observing that completely lifeless attitude, Yi Feng didn't feel like saying another word.
At worst, he would simply remind the creature to move slower—even slower—the next time...A few moments of walking passed.
Just as he reached the city gates.
He drew many curious glances from the crowd. While Yi Feng appeared quite ordinary, Manman was a unique sight that stood out sharply against the typical flocks of spirit beasts and immortal birds.
Unwilling to endure being stared at like a circus animal, Yi Feng tucked Manman away first.
Entering the city alone, he found the place exceptionally prosperous.
The Cultivators passing by possessed an aura of refinement, and the elegant pavilions lining the streets were magnificent. While the previous cities he’d visited were mostly boisterous markets, this scene resembled a grand capital where sophisticated scholars gathered.
Even a random large city here felt impressively majestic. It shouldn't be difficult to locate a true master in a place like this!
As expected of the Godfall Land; it truly lived up to its reputation.
The more he observed, the more his excitement grew.
With his blood pumping with anticipation, Yi Feng made a steady path toward the most crowded seven-story restaurant in sight.
He stepped into the main hall.
A sharp-witted waiter quickly approached to welcome him.
"Greetings, sir."
"A refined scholar such as yourself, even on a first visit to our humble shop, is welcome to take a seat in the private booths on the second floor. All your expenses will receive a ten percent discount!"
Even a simple waiter possessed such polished social graces; his words were filled with high emotional intelligence and keen observation. With a single look, he had identified Yi Feng’s scholarly air and used it to flatter and invite him in.
With such talent, this man would surely succeed anywhere in the world.
Slightly surprised by the warm welcome, Yi Feng gave a small nod.
"Good."
In an instant, he followed the waiter upstairs to a scene of even greater luxury. The furniture was masterfully crafted, and the patrons all carried an air of distinction, including several white-haired Elders who looked exactly like powerful masters.
Yi Feng’s delight increased; he felt certain this was the perfect spot to collect vital information.
However, the moment he sat down.
As the waiter gestured with a smile toward the menu plaque on the wall, Yi Feng’s heart began to sink, and a chill ran down his spine.
Three-Headed Spirit Fish: 100,000 Immortal Crystals.
Crimson Tassel Pearl-Melt Fruit: 200,000 Immortal Crystals.
Seven-Colored Falling Cherry Grass: 130,000 Immortal Crystals.
...
A single look made Yi Feng’s eyes nearly bulge out of his head!
Good grief.
A random dish costs over a hundred thousand Immortal Crystals?
This isn't just a meal; it’s literally setting money on fire!
Even though he possessed significant wealth now.
Only four words entered his mind upon seeing that menu.
Terrifying to such an extent!
It was no wonder the service was so impeccable and the guests looked so grand. These prices were certainly beyond the reach of ordinary people...
Yet, if he intended to gather valuable intel, high-end establishments were the only option. Learning about small-time weaklings would be of no use at all.
For his grand mission of seeking death, this money had to be spent.
He would splurge just this once!
Yi Feng hesitated as he scanned the options.
Only when his eyes found the final item on the plaque, priced at one thousand Immortal Crystals, did he grit his teeth and speak.
"I'll take one plate of Hundred-Flavor Fruit."
The waiter’s polite mask didn't slip. After announcing the order in a loud, clear voice, he bowed respectfully once more to ask:
"One plate of Hundred-Flavor Fruit."
"Sir, are there any other dishes you'd like? And what variety of Immortal Nectar would you prefer to drink?"
Following the waiter’s finger to the wine list on the opposite wall, Yi Feng nearly choked.
The cheapest wine started at several hundred thousand!
Are they serving actual blood here?
Maintaining a calm exterior, Yi Feng waved his hand and quickly declined.
"No need, I brought my own wine!"
The waiter nodded respectfully and departed.
A short while later.
A plate of vegetarian food was delivered.
While the name suggested fruit, it was actually more like the fried nuts from his previous life. The flavor was wonderfully complex and the texture crispy; it happened to be a perfect accompaniment for wine.
However, in this opulent second-floor setting.
It was quite unusual for someone like Yi Feng to order only a single plate of food.
Inevitably, many people in the hall glanced over and began to whisper.
"Huh? That fellow certainly knows how to live a frugal life."
"Ah, for you foreign Cultivators, making a name for yourselves in our Divine Land is a difficult path filled with obstacles. Being economical is understandable. While marine treasures provide many benefits, they are far less efficient than elixirs."
"This junior will keep Elder Liu’s words in mind."
"That is the right attitude. We who follow the Dao must never succumb to arrogance or haste. The Great Dao is vast and eternal. Our Lan Star is merely a Mortal Star. If you reach higher realms in the future and are lucky enough to travel to a Child Star, you will truly grasp that there is always a higher heaven beyond the sky."
Hearing the old man’s boasting, Yi Feng’s interest was piqued.
He quietly focused his attention on that direction.
At a nearby table, a group of people sat listening intently to the white-haired Elder.
"What exactly is a Child Star? Please enlighten us, Elder."
The old man smiled and stroked his beard, looking quite satisfied with himself.
"Hehe..."
"These so-called Child Stars are the massive planets that rule over Mortal Stars. Our Lan Star is just a common Mortal Star, one of twelve stars governed by the Falling Star!"
"Such places are beyond your reach. If you are fortunate enough to step foot there one day, you will understand. Alas, the Great Dao is heartless. Those capable of reaching the summit of the Heavenly Rank are incredibly rare. And at that level, even ten thousand years of Cultivation might not yield a single inch of progress!"
"Setting aside the rest of you, in all of Lan Star, only the Star Lord and a few great figures can even hope to advance further on the path."
As the story concluded.
The gazes of many Cultivators trembled, struck with awe by the terrifying existences he described.
Yi Feng also felt a sudden surge of hope for his future. Beneath his calm mask, his heart began to race and his blood burned with excitement!
The infinite universe seemed to promise endless perils and chances. A single person, regardless of their skill, was nothing more than a speck of dust.
Life and death were barely worth mentioning!
A brief silence fell over the second floor.
Only a young man sitting by the window at the next table remained completely composed.
With a seemingly mocking air, he slowly turned his head.
"You outsiders, traveling across vast seas to reach the Divine Land, must have survived countless storms and dangers. Yet, in the end, you live such a meager existence."
"Is this truly what your hearts sought?"
At those words, Yi Feng looked back.
The young man possessed an extraordinary aura, with a head of green hair that was particularly striking. He smiled while pouring wine, his eyes reflecting a complicated blend of pity and helplessness, mixed with an undeniable sense of superiority.
Good heavens, even while having a drink, someone manages to act like a show-off!
Immediately.
Yi Feng’s temper flared.
What was wrong with being frugal?
This...
This is called appreciating life; thriftiness is a virtue!
No one else had complained, and the restaurant had no problem with it, but this green-haired guy just had to open his mouth!
Having long since lost his fear, Yi Feng snapped back on the spot.
"Most of the food here is seafood. I don't care for it—is that forbidden?"
To be honest.
The seafood around here wasn't even that good; he had grown sick of it during his time at sea!
More importantly.
The items here were sold at thieving prices; only fools with more money than sense would order them.
I only have about a billion or so, and I have many expenses. Why would I fall for such a blatant scam? This green-haired Young Master clearly lacks life experience. He’s likely an eighty-percent-certified rich second-generation brat!
Today, I’ll use this green-haired heir to test the waters!
Yi Feng shouted back angrily, practically daring the other man to start a fight.
"What? Are people in this world not allowed to dislike seafood?"
Strangely.
Upon hearing this, the man froze for a second, his expression softening slightly. He gave Yi Feng a long, meaningful look before falling silent.
Even though Yi Feng was annoyed, it felt like his anger had hit a wall of cotton.
As the other patrons resumed their noisy conversations, the tense atmosphere faded.
Finding himself helpless.
He could only sit there quietly, pulling out the wine given to him by the ore-selling brother earlier while keeping an ear out for useful news.
As he uncorked the gourd.
A rich, mellow, and refreshing aroma of high-quality wine filled the air.
Yi Feng was delighted by the scent.
He might lack confidence in fighting and killing, but when it came to the finer things in life—like food and drink—he bowed to no one!
The moment that fragrance wafted out.
He knew it was exceptional wine. While it couldn't match his own brews, it was perfect for a few cups.
Looking back.
Choosing not to take those fancy bottles earlier and only keeping a few gourds of wine had been the right move. It was laughable that the diners in this hall were so shallow, only knowing how to waste money on scams or brag about nonsense, while ignoring the pure fragrance coming from this corner.
Just as Yi Feng was sighing to himself, someone else spoke his thoughts first!
"Excellent wine, truly excellent wine!"
He looked up.
It was that green-haired Young Master again, staring at him with eyes full of fire!
"This really is superior wine!"
"This brew easily surpasses any fine liquor in this establishment!"
The Young Master’s eyes were practically glowing with green envy, though he kept his voice low as if trying not to attract attention, showing the raw excitement of someone who had stumbled upon a legendary treasure.
One look was enough to see that this man loved wine as much as his own life!
Well, well...
Who would have guessed this rich second-gen brat was such a connoisseur?
Even Yi Feng felt a bit of newfound respect, politely cupping his hands in a modest gesture.
"You flatter me."
Before he could say anything else, the man gathered the delicacies from his own table and walked over, his face showing a genuine desire to make a friend.
"Brother, please do not hold a grudge."
"I was blind earlier and spoke out of turn. If it isn't too much trouble, perhaps we could share this table and drink together?"
Good heavens.
He’s asking to share a table in the blink of an eye. He really does value wine above all else!
It was hard to turn down such sincere hospitality, so Yi Feng magnanimously agreed.
"Very well."
As they say, no discord, no concord. Since the other party was willing to bring over his expensive food to share, what was the harm in sharing some wine to gain a friend?
The money wasn't the point; finding a kindred spirit was what mattered.
More importantly, this green-haired heir clearly had a certain depth to him, like an expert at navigating life. Perhaps he could provide some useful information!
The two of them clicked instantly.
Sitting at the same table, a clear sense of familiarity grew between them.
The green-haired Young Master cupped his hands in a salute, a look of joy on his face.
"Thank you, brother."
"I am Gui Wanhai, and I was born with a passion for wine as deep as life itself. It is rare to find someone who understands fine spirits as you do. Only now do I see why you looked down on the drinks here. I am truly ashamed!"
Yi Feng smiled and waved it off.
"My name is Yi Feng."
"No need for such formality. Since we both appreciate wine, drinking together is a pleasure. As the saying goes, 'For a congenial friend, a thousand toasts are too few'."
Gui Wanhai reflected on those words, his smile widening.
"'For a congenial friend, a thousand toasts are too few, a thousand toasts are too few'..."
"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant. Brother, you are not only an expert on wine, but your literary skill is also remarkable. Meeting you today is truly a great joy. Indeed, a thousand cups would not be enough!"
After only a brief conversation.
Gui Wanhai was already filled with a sense of wonder, deeply impressed by his first meeting with Yi Feng.
As the son of a Sea Lord and the future leader of the Primordial Sea Clan, his status was incredibly noble. Unfortunately, he was a free spirit by nature and cared little for politics, his only true obsession being the pursuit of fine wine.
In tens of thousands of years.
This was the very first time he had met such a kindred soul, and his delight only continued to grow.