I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1291: An Opportunity Far Beyond Imagination
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
As night descended.
Nangong Yifang rushed back to the cloud platform in haste. Having dispatched the message, he strode restlessly across the pavilion. The formerly exalted Star Lord now displayed clear delight, his gaze brimming with thrill as he continually chafed his palms while pacing to and fro.
At last, waves rippled through the emptiness beyond the pavilion.
Qing Huan Xiang and Gui Shoutian emerged firmly. Noticing Nangong Yifang's restless demeanor, suspicion flickered across their faces.
"Star Lord, why another pressing summons like this?"
"Have you wrapped up all your obligations already?"
Before further questions could arise, Nangong Yifang dashed from the pavilion and cupped his hands in respect!
"Fellow Daoists, I've resolved all my mortal ties. I'm prepared to join you in pursuing this chance. I earnestly request you not to turn me away but to kindly include me!"
"This role of Star Lord, I no longer deserve from this point onward. Should you two not mind my humble cultivation, kindly call me by my real name..."
With hope shining in his eyes and sincerity in his posture, Nangong Yifang's eagerness shone plainly on his features.Qing Huan Xiang and Gui Shoutian, though, froze at his declaration.
They shared a subtle look, their expressions deepening with astonishment and uncertainty.
"You've really forsaken your Star Lord status...?"
"This honor comes from the celestial overseers above. How can it be tossed aside so lightly? And the bond with that cultivator—did it clear up this swiftly?"
They recognized Nangong Yifang's deep commitment to the Dao, yet they hadn't foreseen such swift action from him, nor such quick insight. He had truly overcome the trial, and at an astonishing pace!
The whole affair was too astonishing to accept right away.
Meeting their doubtful stares, Nangong Yifang burst into a hearty laugh, then addressed them once more with fisted hands.
"Hahaha..."
"Your perceptions are sharp, fellow Daoists. As those chasing the Grand Dao, we can forsake all else. A simple title like Lord of Lan Star is mere useless baggage—what's worth holding onto?"
"Truth be told, I've already passed the Star Lord's token to that cultivator. The entire karmic link has shifted to him, and I've freed myself from the bonds of Star Lord duty. Unburdened now, I sense complete ease and liberation!"
"That's precisely why I reached out to you both at once, eager to tag along for this prospect. Please overlook past matters. I'd be forever in your debt!"
Following these words.
Qing Huan Xiang and Gui Shoutian stood utterly speechless.
This fellow truly stands out...
He handed over the Star Lord role to that cultivator outright. Not only did he deftly shift the responsibility, but he also fully resolved the karma involved. Such a smart tactic that achieves multiple gains isn't something ordinary minds could devise.
Setting other aspects aside, the resolve to surrender the Star Lord position alone—scarcely anyone across all of Lan Star could summon it.
Yet Nangong Yifang? He acted without the slightest hesitation.
With a casual pat on his rear, he departed unburdened, casting aside all concerns, reaching a realm of true detachment and liberty. His Dao heart proved remarkably steadfast.
Though the approach was somewhat unconventional, it revealed his undivided devotion.
This trial had been navigated flawlessly.
Even Gui Shoutian felt taken aback by this bold resolve, clicking his tongue while glancing at Qing Huan Xiang.
Qing Huan Xiang let out a soft, resigned chuckle and, per their earlier pact, nodded in approval.
"Very well..."
"With such devotion to the Dao, this elder won't renege on his word. But I'll speak plainly first: if you intend to come back with us, you'll become a regular cultivator from here on. Gone will be the splendor and rank of a Star Lord. You'll need to remain modest and devoted to our sect. All progress restarts from scratch."
"Losing a lifetime's gains and prestige in a flash—do you accept this fully?"
Nangong Yifang promptly cupped his fists, solemn resolve in his eyes.
"I vow to behave properly and never disappoint your mentoring grace!"
Witnessing his enthusiastic poise, the two elders finally offered approving nods.
Qing Huan Xiang flicked his wide sleeve, stirring fresh ripples in the void ahead.
As the pair entered, Nangong Yifang's face lit up with heightened eagerness and longing. He trailed them cautiously, his pulse quickening more and more, nerves and elation surging stronger than during his initial sect entry eons ago.
Upon emerging once more.
The trio landed firm in the sky. After brief flight, they boarded a vessel, ultimately reaching the edges of an unfamiliar city.
Even from a distance, the sight of soaring high-rises left Nangong Yifang's eyes bulging!
"Hiss..."
"These structures actually reach into the heavens! No clue what rare substances form them, gleaming with such splendor. Indeed, the craft of immortals and spirits!"
His awed gasps kept flowing without pause. The trip resembled a vivid illusion.
Once inside the city and after extended wandering, this ex-Lord of Lan Star sensed his worldview expanding enormously.
A motorcycle's rumble sped by, jolting him into stunned stillness!
"Hiss!"
"What sort of beast is that? No hint of vital energy detectable, yet it races toward the distance like a divine mount! I've never encountered anything like it in existence!"
They'd merely traversed the path briefly, but his sharp intakes of breath persisted.
It was as if the atmosphere had warmed from his constant drawing in. The dawn-lit city even carried a touch of sweltering air.
Qing Huan Xiang and Gui Shoutian proceeded calmly upfront, heads shaking in amused resignation.
They weren't mocking Nangong Yifang—they'd reacted similarly in their time. They simply found it touching to behold a storied Star Lord so overwhelmed by the sights. The world truly held endless wonders.
Right as the three neared the crossing, Master Lu, at the head of his followers, reached the signal junction too.
With a single look.
The elder drawing near radiated an aura of endless depth, impossible to fathom; not even spiritual sense could gauge his cultivation. Nangong Yifang recoiled in alarm, his arm quivering.
Spotting the entourage trailing him, each exuding formidable might.
Nangong Yifang paled instantly in terror, his voice quaking as he exclaimed!
"Th-this, this..."
He was, ultimately, a Desolate Realm powerhouse, a supreme ruler over Lan Star once. Encountering a band of superiors to him all at once was utterly inconceivable!
Before any response.
That assembly had already crossed the junction smoothly. They appeared pressed for time, their forms vanishing like phantoms, employing earth-shrinking strides so rapid they blurred...
Stunned!
Nangong Yifang reeled in total shock, knees buckling on their own!
In panic, he spun around, stammering out!
"T-t-two esteemed ones, th-th-this!"
"What mighty figures are they? Their power terrifies me—I couldn't even glimpse their forms!"
Qing Huan Xiang smiled silently, shaking his head in mild exasperation.
Gui Shoutian cast him a wordless look and at last couldn't resist scolding!
"See you, carrying that backwater vibe..."
The leader earlier was Master Lu. Isn't his superior cultivation expected? As for his attendants, on Shadow Island, they're commonplace. Hardly worth tracking every one.
"Those matching Master Lu's caliber—Shadow Island has loads more. Quit causing a stir over trifles daily. Else, should word spread that we escorted you, us old timers will lose all face."
Commonplace?
Loads more?!
Entities at that tier meant so little on Shadow Island? This staggering might truly surpassed all expectations!
These brief remarks.
Left Nangong Yifang profoundly shaken, emotions churning within. He bobbed his head vigorously in assent!
"Yes, yes, yes..."
After yielding meekly a few times, Nangong Yifang shed his prior stature entirely. He turned profoundly deferential, akin to a novice follower.
Even recrossing the junction, his steps grew far more wary!
He stuck tight to the duo, no longer daring to glance about.
Until reaching the urban heart.
The vibrant avenue unfolded ahead, a daunting array of diverse folks streaming past. Nangong Yifang even felt a rural outsider's shame. Hugging near his fellow Daoists, he could only covertly draw sharp breaths!
As a bald youth in sportswear approached, fear gripped him so he scarcely dared exhale.
Fearsome!
Utterly fearsome!
That apparently innocuous lad with lifeless eyes bore zero weaknesses. Not a trace of Dao force escaped him. His level had eclipsed Nangong Yifang's comprehension!
As Qing Huan Xiang and Gui Shoutian offered courteous bows.
"Lord Bai."
He too hastily dipped his head and bent low, utmost humility shown!
"I... I offer respects to Lord Bai!"
Long after the lifeless-eyed youth departed, Nangong Yifang's mind lingered in dread. He edged nearer to his escorts, voice laced with awe.
"F-fellow Daoists."
"Dare I inquire, what sort of being is that lord?"
Gui Shoutian inclined his head slightly, admiration glinting in his gaze.
"He's among the Master's direct pupils, one of the rare on Shadow Island titled 'Lord'. Should you encounter him later, show absolute respect without fail."
"Lest even we, your introducers, can't ensure your well-being."
Whoosh!
Nangong Yifang quaked to his depths, awe flooding his eyes.
Such a daunting presence was merely a direct disciple!
Good lord...
He'd deemed this realm teeming with concealed experts and lurking perils, alarming as it seemed. Little did he know its underlying might was so appalling. Labeling it a holy realm fit perfectly. Without witnessing it firsthand, envisioning such a sublime, unearthly, and dread power in the world would prove impossible!
Nangong Yifang nodded insistently, spine no longer daring to straighten.
After all, this man had been a Star Lord, one with certain stature. Now grasping his own trivial standing, no further fretting was needed.
Only then did Gui Shoutian nod faintly and deliver a relaxed caution.
"You've reached Shadow Island. Henceforth, labor diligently, and your goals will realize themselves. Begin by getting acquainted with our Shadow Island's surroundings, starting anew."
Nangong Yifang swiftly cupped his fists in reply, sincerity amplified manifold.
"Yes! I'll exert myself twice over!"
Qing Huan Xiang eyed him, dispensing advice rich with implication.
"Brother Gui covered the essentials."
"Yet, given our long acquaintance, I must still warn you: be it genuine pursuit of the Grand Dao or hidden motives, I urge you to assess your limits carefully. Reflect deeply before any move in every affair."
"That's all from me. Look after yourself going forward."
"Naturally, should you plot mischief, that's your choice."
Nangong Yifang had grasped the reality fully. How could stray notions even cross his mind?
On this daunting Shadow Island, he ranked as mere roadside refuse now, utterly insignificant. That Qing Huan Xiang still counseled someone of his slight import was grace heavy as peaks.
Gratitude swelling, Nangong Yifang regarded them and performed a profound bow.
"Grateful for your teachings, Fellow Daoists. I won't squander your uplifting favor!"
Observing his forthright reply and transformed conduct, the two elders held their peace. Extracting their angling poles, they sauntered into the rising sun toward the park resounding with enchanting melodies.
Nangong Yifang gazed at their relaxed silhouettes from a distance, envy and thanks filling him.
Turning to the thriving edifices around, exhilaration welled in his chest and etched his expression.
Fortune!
This represents a vast fortune beyond my wildest dreams!
Henceforth, I must train assiduously, aiming to match my two fellow Daoists swiftly and embody that poised, masterful ease of a genuine expert.
As he inwardly rallied himself, a shout echoed from nearby the curb.
"Hiring! Hiring!"
"Seeking urgently: workers, experts, bricklaying specialists! Top perks!"
Catching the call, Nangong Yifang peered over. Noting the fearsome treasures adorning those folks, particularly the head's composed garb at the desk, warmth ignited in his gaze.
Though the full import of their phrasing eluded him, he drew nearer irresistibly!
Inhaling deeply, he saluted the foremost youth.
"Might I ask, Fellow Daoist, what cultivation threshold is needed to join here?"
Xiong Zhong caught his words and sized him up.
Observing the stranger's unfamiliar yet deep-seated power, delight surfaced in his eyes.
He sidled to his sire discreetly and bubbled with introduction!
"Father!"
"A fine prospect arrived. I reckon we can slot him as a bricklaying specialist!"
Xiong Fen, at the broad desk, raised his hard hat single-handedly and directed his scrutiny accordingly.
After mere looks, he banged the surface commandingly.
"Hmm, impressive!"
"You strike me as capable. Stick with this Captain henceforth and toil earnestly. I'll see to it you thrive and flourish on Shadow Island!"
At these words, Nangong Yifang bowed joyfully, vigor surging through him!
"Thanks, Captain!"
"I'll labor devotedly and honor your talent-spotting mercy, Captain!"