I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1281: This is suicidal.

Upon witnessing the evidence, Gui Shounian slammed his hand against the table, his expression contorted with rage!

"Vile beast!"

"How could anyone be so cruel as to inflict such harm upon my talented nephew? My dear brother, say no more. We can discuss the Immortal Plaques at a later time. This old man will spare no effort to aid you. Our priority must be to execute this scoundrel!"

His declaration was filled with righteous indignation, yet he pointedly ensured the Immortal Plaques remained part of the conversation.

Liu Runan was equally cunning. After a hidden, icy sneer, he mirrored the other's righteous and appreciative demeanor.

"I am grateful, Brother Gui."

"However, killing him is not the goal. We must approach this with precision!"

"Only my son's soul flame remains. My wish is for him to seize that man's physical form. Consequently, he must not die. We have to take him alive. I truly hope for Brother Gui’s profound assistance!"

Seize the body?

Capture him alive?

Hearing these conditions, Gui Shounian’s expression turned hesitant.

"Based on your description, Worthy Brother Liu, this individual clearly possesses significant cultivation. While the two of us could easily unite to slay him, capturing him alive... I fear that..."

Before he could finish his excuse, Liu Runan anticipated his greed.

"Should we succeed, I am prepared to offer five Immortal Plaques!"

Thump!

The offer sent old Gui Shounian’s heart racing!

In the past, the slippery Liu Runan would never have surrendered five Immortal Plaques so easily. It appeared the situation was truly desperate, cornering him completely. If Gui Shounian let this chance slip by, such a windfall might never return.

Furthermore, the Ancient Sea Clan’s current circumstances were quite fragile.

After moving their entire clan from the resource-rich Vast Sea to this cramped Eastern Sea, their supplies had dwindled. Only days ago, several disciples had gone ashore without authorization to hunt for treasures to aid their breakthroughs, only to vanish entirely...

For him and Liu Runan to team up against a Nirvana-stage cultivator within the Desolate Realm—this was essentially free wealth. He had to accept the task. Regardless of how strong the target was, there were limits to his power.

If the opponent were truly invincible, Liu Runan wouldn’t dare attempt a move. That cunning fox wouldn't commit suicide; he wasn't that stupid.

Moreover, Gui Shounian secretly wished for the enemy to be somewhat formidable. That would allow him to demand a higher price mid-battle and squeeze even more out of his partner. Wouldn't that be perfect?

After a few moments of deliberation, Gui Shounian gritted his teeth and struck the table again.

"Very well!"

"Since Worthy Brother Liu is in such dire straits, this old man shall certainly provide his aid!"

The two shared a loud, hearty laugh, their gazes radiating absolute certainty!

One hour later.

The two elders drifted casually through the sky above the endless desert. Their pace appeared leisurely, yet they traversed a thousand miles with every step. As they neared the coordinates, they finalized their strategy.

Liu Runan used strategic flattery, showering the other with various oaths.

"Brother Gui, in my son's hour of tragedy, only you were willing to stand by me. Only now do I realize who my true brother and confidant is. Once this is over, I will surely speak highly of you to the Star Lord, ensuring the Sea Clan has more chances to go ashore and find fortune."

"Moving forward, our cooperation shall endure. Our clans will share both glory and hardship. Regardless of how the world shifts, you and I shall remain the closest of friends!"

His speech was packed with grand promises, though not a single word carried any actual weight.

He sketched out magnificent futures with great charisma, proving himself a true old fox.

Gui Shounian, even more experienced, replied with a subtle smile.

"Worthy Brother Liu, you flatter me. This is but a minor effort. How could I dare claim such merit or seek more? Befriending you years ago was honor enough for this old man. However, I understand the importance of the big picture. I wouldn't dream of asking for more shore-leave opportunities."

"I would be deeply grateful if our disciples could simply receive seven or eight more Immortal Plaques in the future."

The two elders exchanged smiles while the mental abacuses in their heads clacked loudly. Beneath their pleasantries, they had already traded several psychological blows—a perfectly matched duel of wits.

Regarding the coming fight, they were so confident they didn't even bother discussing it.

Listening to such deep and intricate dialogue, Liu Changfeng’s soul flame, tucked away in a sleeve, felt as though his perspective had been widened. At the same time, he felt an unprecedented surge of hope for the wonderful prospect of reclaiming a body in the Desolate Realm.

Following the lingering scent from before, the two figures eventually came to a halt in the sky.

Liu Changfeng emerged from the sleeve as well.

The three of them stood together in the air, their moods turning serious. Even with victory seemingly guaranteed, they did not drop their guard. Having reached their level of power, they were naturally not prone to foolish negligence.

When they struck, it would be with their full strength!

Having been cautious for countless years, Gui Shounian knew this well. As he centered his spirit and cleared his mind for battle, he cast a meaningful look at Liu Runan.

"Worthy Brother Liu, what is the exact cultivation rank of this villain? What hidden techniques does he have that prevented you from handling him alone?"

Liu Runan’s face was grave, but his voice remained confident.

"Brother Gui, do not worry."

"The man managed to shatter my Heaven-Sealing Grand Array, so his cultivation is respectable. However, he is an outsider. No matter how gifted he may be, his access to resources is limited. At most, he has reached the Great Completion stage of Nirvana."

"Against such a foe, I could manage to kill him by myself. But taking him alive would be quite difficult. That is why I requested your aid, Brother Gui."

Hearing this, Gui Shounian nodded in realization.

"I see."

The Great Completion stage of Nirvana—that was indeed a bit troublesome, explaining why Liu Runan was willing to pay such a high price. However, two of them against one should not be overly difficult.

This level of power was actually ideal...

After thinking for a few moments, Gui Shounian smiled at his partner.

"Worthy Brother Liu, that may be true, but this old man is getting on in years. The target’s cultivation is quite high. Once the battle begins, I fear my contribution might be limited..."

Seeing that hollow smile, Liu Runan knew exactly what the other wanted.

Since things had progressed this far, he had no choice but to let this old turtle extort him. Gritting his teeth, he spoke in a low voice!

"Brother Gui, do not be so humble. This person is no match for our combined strength. If you help me secure him, I will provide two additional Immortal Plaques later!"

Liu Changfeng, growing anxious, quickly added his own plea.

"Senior Gui, that man is merely an outsider. Even if he is stronger than he looks, he cannot possibly survive the joint attack of you and my father. I beg for your help, Senior. This junior will be forever in your debt!"

With the persistent begging and the extra rewards confirmed, Gui Shounian finally relented.

"In that case, this old man will test his aging bones and give it a try!"

"Where is this scoundrel hiding?"

Despite the minor complications, everything was going according to plan.

The old turtle had agreed. Even if Liu Runan felt a bit of resentment, the thought of his son entering the Desolate Realm made the price feel worth it.

He quickly scanned the area with his divine sense.

The target had pitched a tent on the desert floor. Although he had moved, he still seemed completely unaware of the danger, leisurely grilling fish—as arrogant and overconfident as ever.

Heh heh...

Liu Runan smiled as he pointed downward.

"Brother Gui, look! There is the reckless villain!"

Liu Changfeng’s soul flame burned with hunger, as if staring at a delicious feast!

"Yes, that’s him!"

"He has no idea death is upon him. Such a fool; having all that cultivation is a waste on him. He is destined to become my vessel!"

Listening to the mocking of the father and son, the old turtle looked down with total confidence.

But with that single look...

He froze!

So similar...

Too similar!

The human roasting fish in the sand looked exactly like the terrifying entity he had encountered that day in the Vast Sea!

With just one glance, his traumatic memories resurfaced. His heart tightened, and his confident smile turned into a mask of horror. He squinted to get a better look!

The same elegant, handsome face; the same calm, detached aura.

And even more unmistakable was that massive, rare snail!

Witnessing this, Gui Shounian’s jaw dropped in sheer terror!

"Gah!"

In that instant, he was certain—this was the legendary Sword God he had glimpsed before!

Staring at the divine sword currently being used as a fish skewer, his heart went cold with dread. The faint shimmer of its blade made him feel as if death was already touching his throat.

This wasn't just "a bit stronger"; this was a gap of a billion times!

To even think of fighting him...

Wasn't that just begging for death?!

Curse it all!

As Gui Shounian's face turned white with shock, he suddenly tore through the void and fled into the distance!