I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1273: The Youngster Turns Out to Be Myself

The uncle and niece felt as though a bolt of lightning had struck them when they saw Yi Feng’s nonchalant smile.

Lin Xiao, the handsome uncle, was particularly affected; his throat tightened, leaving him unable to speak. Every ounce of his earlier irritation and the persuasive arguments he had rehearsed were forced back down his throat.

This man had just executed Liu Changfeng right in front of them with total composure, looking as if he had done nothing more than crush a small bird.

What was there even left to say?!

For several moments, the two stared at him in stunned silence. Lin Xiao could no longer maintain his dignified facade as a senior. Recalling his previous remark about "the formidable younger generation," he felt a wave of intense embarrassment, wishing he could disappear into the floorboards.

For heaven's sake...

After all that posturing, it turns out that I am the actual 'junior' here!

It was truly humiliating.

It was almost impossible to believe that a rogue cultivator possessed a cultivation level at the Desolate Realm. It was a stark reminder that there is always a higher sky and a man beyond a man. The composure he had maintained for tens of thousands of years shattered into pieces in an instant.

Catching a glimpse of his niece Lin Ruowei’s wide-eyed shock, Lin Xiao quickly tried to regain his footing.

The situation had spiraled far beyond their predictions, but since they had intervened, they had to offer something of value. If not, his dignity would be lost forever.

Following a tense silence, Lin Xiao bowed nervously and spoke.

“Yi… Fellow Daoist Yi.”

“Your cultivation is truly supreme; you have my deepest respect. However, the influence of the Fallen God Palace is terrifying. This situation is far from simple. Even if you can effortlessly slay Liu Changfeng, or even his father within the inner Sect, do you truly believe you can outmatch the Star Lord?”

“Furthermore, even if your cultivation defies the heavens and you manage to defeat the most powerful Star Lord of our Lan Star, this conflict will never truly conclude!”

He intended to persuade, but the moment he spoke, his tone was heavy with reverence. The arrogant persona of a senior had vanished completely.

Upon hearing this, Yi Feng felt a surge of excitement.

If you beat the young ones, the old ones show up. Even if you beat the strongest one, it’s still not over...

What a perfect hornet's nest.

If that’s the case, my chances of finally finding death are incredibly high!

To verify this information, Yi Feng suppressed his inner joy and focused his gaze on the man.

“Is what you are saying the truth?”

Lin Xiao nodded with a heavy expression, his face filled with caution and dread.

“It is absolutely true!”

“The current Star Lord is not originally from Lan Star; he comes from a Subsidiary Star. That Subsidiary Star governs several Mortal Stars, and its collective power is beyond measure. They appoint individuals to oversee the affairs of other Mortal Stars, which is why such a person is titled the Star Lord.”

“Even if your cultivation is heaven-defying enough to surpass the Star Lord, you would stand no chance against the Subsidiary Star. That is an entity that exists entirely beyond our comprehension and vision!”

“If this continues, it will bring about an endless catastrophe. I beg you, Fellow Daoist Yi, please reconsider!”

Lin Ruowei’s face turned pale as she listened.

Only now did she comprehend the true scale of the world. The reality of these terrifying powers was far more gruesome than any mortal rumors. She never suspected that even with Elder Yi Feng’s monstrous cultivation, his safety could not be guaranteed.

It was too frightening.

How could anyone survive such a massive disaster!

While the uncle and niece were consumed by anxiety, Yi Feng was secretly overjoyed.

Good heavens...

This hierarchy of power is like a set of nesting dolls that never ends. As long as I keep picking fights, I will eventually succeed in my quest for death!

Just the thought of the formidable Star Lord and the Subsidiary Star gave Yi Feng an unprecedented rush of adrenaline.

I have to fight!

I must fight!

I am definitely going to take on this Fallen God Palace!

Seeing Yi Feng go quiet, Lin Xiao assumed he was finally feeling fear.

Feeling slightly relieved, he leaned in and continued his hushed persuasion.

“Fellow Daoist Yi...”

“I trust you now see that this calamity will be unending. You must not pursue this conflict any further. But do not be too worried. If you return to the Profound Sect with me, we can employ top-tier secret techniques to mask your presence. We might be able to deceive the heavens and hide you away!”

“For the time being, retreating from the spotlight is your best option!”

His words were measured and steady.

He had explained the danger while offering a solution to gain Yi Feng's favor. Even if Lin Xiao’s cultivation was lower, his wisdom and experience reflected his status as a senior of the Profound Sect.

However.

As he listened to them, Yi Feng was nearly bursting with anticipation.

Though he kept his face as calm as a still lake, he wanted nothing more than to sprint directly to the Fallen God Palace!

But he couldn't let others get dragged into his mess.

Noticing their worried looks, Yi Feng quickly fabricated an excuse.

“I appreciate your kindness.”

“However, I have my own reasons. If their backers want vengeance, I will face them alone. Since I have started this, I will see it through. I refuse to let this matter go!”

Lin Xiao gasped in shock!

Lin Ruowei’s eyes widened in pure disbelief!

The pair was stunned yet again. They never expected Elder Yi Feng to be so unyielding. Even when faced with the terrifying truth of the Fallen God Palace’s lineage, he refused to back down an inch!

This... what kind of incredible resolve was this!

A true man who takes responsibility for his actions.

In the vast world of Cultivation, how many people truly lacked the fear of death?

At that moment.

Lin Xiao and his niece gave up on trying to change his mind. Their various emotions were replaced by pure respect for his character. Facing such a man, they simply didn't know how to argue further.

After a long pause, Lin Xiao let out a heavy sigh, his eyes shimmering with emotion.

“Ah...”

“Fellow Daoist Yi’s mental strength is a rare sight throughout history. In tens of thousands of years, you are the only person I’ve met who does not fear the Fallen God Palace. I admire you deeply.”

“If I were younger, I might have joined you in this madness, ignoring all consequences just for the sake of a glorious battle! but now...”

His voice trailed off, laden with unspoken regrets and heavy emotion.

Yi Feng didn't fully grasp what the man meant, but he could sympathize with the feeling. Yi Feng was a loner with no ties, allowing him to act as he pleased. Since he didn't even care about dying, he was completely free.

But this handsome uncle was different.

Having lived in the Divine Land for so long, he surely had many responsibilities. He couldn't act with total abandon. That was the harsh reality of life.

Even so, the fact that this uncle possessed such a warrior's spirit and dared to speak of challenging the Fallen God Palace proved he was no ordinary man!

To be honest, even if it was just talk, very few would even dare to boast about such things.

Without realizing it, Yi Feng’s respect for the uncle grew.

With a grin, he cupped his hands in a respectful salute, changing the subject.

“It is a rare thing to find people who share my dislike for that Fallen God Palace. Meeting Miss Ruowei and receiving your counsel today has been a true highlight.”

“As they say, a chance encounter is better than a planned meeting. Why don't we go for a drink!”

Seeing Yi Feng act so graciously, the admiration in their eyes deepened.

He was facing a life-or-death crisis, yet he remained completely unbothered. His free-spirited nature required no explanation; his poise was far beyond anyone else's.

Exchanging a quick look, the uncle and niece bowed repeatedly in agreement.

Yi Feng gathered the remains of the hostage and led the way out.

A short while later.

The trio arrived back at the bustling small city Yi Feng knew well. They ended up in a familiar private booth by a second-story window, facing the same outrageous prices on the menu.

The scenery was the same, but the company had changed. He had new friends, but old ones were missing.

Yi Feng ordered some snacks and a jar of the house's best wine. He felt a bit of a void, remembering how much fun he had drinking just a few days ago.

If only Brother Gui were here, it would be perfect.

Just as the thought crossed his mind, a familiar, boisterous laugh echoed from behind him.

“Haha! Brother Yi Feng, you are truly unkind. You have fine wine and food but intend to feast alone without offering a cup to a friend like me?”

Yi Feng turned around to see the newcomer—it was none other than Gui Wanhai!