I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1298: Sunset Cloud Immortal Abode

Confronted by this surprising development, Yi Feng furrowed his brows, rubbing the back of his head in total confusion, utterly clueless about what had gone awry.

Noticing the bewilderment on his face, the pair of men appeared to slowly regain their composure. They bobbed their heads in enthusiastic approval and proceeded to clarify the situation.

"Outstanding, you are genuinely outstanding."

"Truth be told, those two Fate Envoys were demons masquerading as such. Your success in eliminating these demons demonstrates your remarkable cultivation, far exceeding that of a typical Mortal Star. You truly are a prodigy of rare caliber."

"Achieving such battle strength on this barren Mortal Star highlights your superb innate talent. This is no small accomplishment!"

Yet another wave of effusive compliments followed.

It was only then that Yi Feng grasped the truth—he had unwittingly slain demons. What started as a fatal threat had swiftly transformed into a heroic deed?

Damn!

His expectations crumbled yet again. This supposed positive turn left Yi Feng tasting bitterness he couldn't voice, his expression darkening with irritation.

The deeper he dwelled on it, the more reluctant he felt.

Yi Feng hastily shifted his approach, admitting his "wicked actions."

"Um..."

"Slaying the demons was nothing but a fluke."

"Truth is, I'm not the actual Star Lord of Lan Star. I shattered the token, and I took down the genuine Star Lord!"

As they outranked the Star Lord, surely this revelation would enrage them, no?

Yi Feng glanced at them hopefully, but the men merely paused in surprise before grinning and affirming.

"No issue at all."

"If you managed to defeat the Star Lord, your cultivation outstrips his. Assuming his role is entirely fitting."

"The Star Lord seat goes to the worthy; this is utterly justified. Regarding the damaged Star Lord token, occasional mishaps are expected. With demons lurking threateningly now, your disruption of their scheme is a major achievement. Never mind just the Star Lord spot—even ascending to the advanced star later poses no challenge whatsoever!"

The accolades grew increasingly over-the-top, leaving Yi Feng completely baffled.

Even fabricating a tale about offing the Star Lord brought zero repercussions. Merely because his cultivation edged ahead, he received endless acclaim. The world operated on such pragmatic lines, a realm where power commanded respect...

Before he could fabricate further tales, the striking man was already gazing at him with pure esteem, beaming and nodding.

"Your contributions are immense, and your gifts surpass the norm. Care to join us back at Yuan Star?"

"Yuan Star cherishes talent above all, no matter the roots. Should you agree, superior resources await, ensuring your outstanding potential isn't squandered on tiny Lan Star. Your thoughts?"

The flattery had reached absurd heights, and now they offered an invitation?

This was absurd!

Yi Feng absorbed it all, inwardly rendered speechless and deeply let down. So, his every attempt to stir conflict proved futile and even reversed course?

Are you serious?

Irritated though he was, their earnest grins prompted a rethink. There might be some sense in it after all...

On present-day Lan Star, neither the Star Lord nor Sea Lord dared clash with him. The Demon Lord, whom he hadn't pursued, likely offered no hope either. As for others, they probably paled against the prior "sea creatures," mere pushovers he'd dispatch with ease, offering nothing but pointless exertion. Beyond minor practice, they sparked zero thrill.

Reluctant as Yi Feng was to admit it, chances for courting death had dried up.

Only by venturing to a mightier, elevated star—like the Yuan Star these men referenced—could he meet fiercer foes and perhaps fulfill his ultimate quest for demise.

This was the harsh truth.

Utterly powerless, with no alternatives in sight.

After mulling it over briefly, Yi Feng reluctantly agreed with a nod.

"Fine, I'll return with you."

At his words, the men nodded back, their gazes lighting up with pleased expressions.

Following a short round of arrangements, Yi Feng—who harbored no ties to Lan Star—departed alongside them.

Tearing open the void, the trio entered sequentially, their presences fading entirely from Lan Star...

Emerging from the void, a vista of serenity and splendor greeted them. The atmosphere brimmed with potent spiritual energy from the cosmos. Radiant hues danced across the heavens. Upon a sprawling square, cultivators bustled about, each radiating an aura of distinction.

Yi Feng trailed the two men onward, skirting past numerous crystalline halls.

Crossing a majestic heavenly portal, he discovered a concealed paradise inside.

Beyond endless pavilions, a meandering river spanned untold miles, while tiered, mountain-dotted realms hovered midair like ethereal realms. In the distance, hermitages dotted the landscape. It was a magical sight, evoking an illusory paradise.

After soaring alongside the pair for a few moments, they alighted on a breathtaking isle aglow with crimson light. It spanned roughly a hundred miles. Streams, peaks, and woods intertwined across it. Mythic fowl and sacred creatures abounded. A refined estate lay cradled in the hills, its entrance etched with "Luo Xia Tian Fu" (Sunset Glow Heavenly Manor).

Before Yi Feng could examine it closely, the forefront man pivoted with a grin.

"Henceforth, this serves as your abode. Every resource on the isle is at your disposal. Cultivate here undisturbed. We have pressing reports to deliver and must depart now."

"Should troubles arise, simply contact me."

With that, he produced a vintage jade plaque, marked with the archaic lettering for "Luo Xia Tian Fu." He infused it with a wisp of his awareness and passed it along before dissolving into the mists.

Clutching the plaque, Yi Feng sensed a twinge of astonishment within.

Though his bid to incite animosity had flopped, derailing his death-pursuit scheme, tagging along to Yuan Star brought unexpectedly fine perks.

Credit where due—this fellow was decent.

For starters, he received such fine lodging upon landing. A quick scan revealed it outshone adjacent abodes by leaps and bounds.

This marked a solid beginning.

Uncertain as the road ahead remained, his initial setup proved remarkably promising.

Yi Feng tucked away the plaque casually and drifted down toward the isle, making directly for the estate.

As his feet touched the threshold, the compound stirred as if alive. The aged timber portal creaked open gradually. Floral scents wafted from the yard, soothing and invigorating. Towers and gazebos exuded refined charm. The tripartite layout brimmed with clever design, infused with an air of erudition throughout.

Yi Feng entered with poise, his spirit lifting at the sight.

Settling into a seat within the chamber, he spotted premium tea and spirits arrayed on the stand. A single sniff confirmed their rarity, deepening his relaxation and satisfaction.

He promptly steeped some tea to cleanse the journey's grime, brushing off late woes to savor the freshness and calm of his fresh surroundings.

Over the ensuing days of acclimation, Yi Feng steadily adapted to the tranquil routine of the celestial estate.

Daily, he sipped tea, savored views, inscribed words, and brushed landscapes. At dawn, he lingered by the entrance, contemplating the cloud ocean and ascending orb. At twilight, he reclined on the balcony, observing avian and beastly forms gliding amid crimson veils and foggy expanses. He at last embodied the immortal essence, able to provisionally shelve all concerns.

In truth, Yi Feng leveraged these scenic moments to collect intel and acquaint himself with dwellers of adjacent celestial isles and hermitages.

He arrived at Yuan Star not for idle bliss but to chase oblivion. This paramount life ambition lingered steadfast in his core.

As the proverb states, diligence begets heavenly favor.

Through days of persistence, Yi Feng at last gleaned essential details.

This locale went by Fengxue Island (Wind and Snow Island). The myriad celestial isle hermitages, amassed celestial treasures, and earthly bounties all served to nurture premier prodigies. Legends held that numerous luminaries hailed from Fengxue Island, forging their legacies across Yuan Star from this very hub.

Surveying the roiling cloud sea, Yi Feng couldn't help but feel stirred.

After all the turmoil, he'd landed in something akin to a celestial academy for cultivation. The launchpad was impressive, yet its serene stability grated as a genuine hassle.

As frustration mounted, a silhouette gently alighted.

A scholarly middle-aged fellow approached with a warm smile, his demeanor humble and deferential.

"Brother Yi."

Yi Feng returned the smile and saluted, ushering the guest into his home for discussion.

This individual was Xu Qingyuan, Yi Feng's inaugural companion here. Likely due to their shared Mortal Star origins, an innate bond formed. Yi Feng bonded swiftly with this senior, drawing much of his knowledge from their exchanges.

After downing a few cups of premium brew, Xu Qingyuan heaved a deep sigh, a wry grin twisting his features, envy gleaming in his eyes.

"Brother Yi, your fortune is simply superb."

"For folks like us cultivators from Mortal Stars, reaching Frostwind Island is a monumental struggle. Treatment here's always subpar. But you snag the 'Sunset Heaven Manor'—it's bound to spark jealousy in all!"

"Once, on my native Beili Star, I wielded storms at will. Little did I expect, after endless trials to scale this Elemental Star, I'd wind up so diminished? Time slips away, existence bites—some woes are best unspoken."

Observing his senior unburden himself with a tormented look post-sip, Yi Feng felt a swell of empathy.

Cultivation's journey proves boundless. You crest your Mortal Star's summit, envisioning loftier heights, only to realize you're still insignificant overall. Few could swallow that without protest.

Not every soul boasts an ironclad, near-masochistic Dao Heart. The setback hits too hard; bridging such a vast mental chasm demands more than fleeting time.

Clinking goblets in the moment, Yi Feng offered soothing remarks.

"Senior Xu, don't undervalue yourself. Having gained entry to Frostwind Island with its plentiful resources, through steadfast practice and grit, rising to prominence isn't out of reach!"

His words stunned Xu Qingyuan momentarily. He set aside his cup and nodded with a rueful chuckle.

"Rise to prominence?"

"Brother Yi, you're viewing it too optimistically. Mortal Star natives like us are scarce to start, and we lag far behind Child Star cultivators with their built-in edges in assets and lineage. Be it solo toil or mutual support for solace, we can't close the chasm in rank and order, much less chase the vague dream of 'rising up.'"

"Certain divides defy mere hard work. Child Star whiz kids abound in excess. One flash of insight from them erases eons of our grind!"

"Forget the Heaven Roll's supreme savants—even Earth Roll honorees outstrip us by miles."

Having unloaded his inner turmoil at length, Yi Feng's interest piqued further.

"Heaven Roll?"

Xu Qingyuan affirmed solemnly, staring out at the cloud expanse through the pane.

"The Heaven Roll stands as Frostwind Island's premier power roster. Its entries boast earth-shattering gifts, fated for boundless provisions. The Earth Roll ranks a notch below, yet its perks still eclipse our wildest dreams!"

"Consider: those Child Star elites launch from daunting platforms, bolstered further by such aid. How could we compete?"

"Entry to Frostwind Island marks a precious boon for our sort, but the stark contrasts of reality torment us relentlessly!"

A swig of potent spirits slid down, and unwillingness flared in Xu Qingyuan's stare!

Tracing his line of sight over the cloud sea, a colossal effigy loomed at the isles' heart, soaring thousands of feet. Its sight kindled longing and a spark of resolve in his senior's eyes!

"Brother Yi, behold."

"That monument honors the mythic supreme powerhouse who birthed Frostwind Island. Stories of this ancient titan persist vibrantly even now."

"This figure forged Frostwind Island, bolstering myriad cultivators single-handedly, repelling fiend assaults and upholding human equilibrium. He embodies the era's unrivaled colossus!"

"Without the legends of this titan fueling me, my Dao Heart would've crumbled under oppression long ago. Don't mock me, Brother Yi, but should I one day claim even a fraction of this titan's aura, it'd fulfill my every aspiration!"

After bonding over sentiments and chatting extensively, Senior Xu's cheeks glowed ruddy.

Yi Feng absorbed it all with profound resonance, deepening his insight into Frostwind Island's intricate legacy. Bidding his senior farewell, he reclined on his plush divan in reflection, anticipation etching his features.

Frostwind Island existed to groom vanguards against the demonic horde. Perils aplenty surely awaited here.

This spot... he'd chosen wisely. Ample death-chasing prospects lay ahead.

The night elapsed uneventfully.

A new day broke, its dawn glow bathing all.

Amid the cluster of celestial isles and abodes, numerous forms darted to and fro, scanning the environs.

One such was a youth with jade-smooth features, clad in lavish attire, escorted by an alluring celestial beauty. His words flowed with polish, trailed by attendants beaming reverence.

"Junior Sister, fear not."

"Our clans have ties spanning ages. Securing a dwelling like this is a breeze for this young master—I'll sort it flawlessly for you. Whichever isle catches your eye, just gesture with your delicate hand, and I'll ensure it's yours."

His assured, charming assurance drew a grateful curtsy from the beauty.

"Many thanks, Senior Brother An."

Her elegant dip accentuated her lithe allure. Witnessing it, the young master's mouth quirked, and he issued a bold vow immediately.

"Junior Sister, no formalities needed."

"This minor task requires but a whisper from me. Pick freely, without a second thought."

Her eyes sparkled with esteem at his reply, and she nodded promptly, surveying the area.

After pondering the skies silently for a spell, a spark ignited in her lovely gaze as she indicated afar.

"Senior Brother An, that celestial estate yonder strikes me as remarkably refined..."

Tracking her slender digit, he noted the plaque reading "Sunset Heaven Manor." A fleeting shadow crossed An Shixuan's eyes, swiftly masked by a grin as he replied.

"Quite right, Junior Sister's discernment is sharp."

"Sunset Heaven Manor boasts plentiful assets and thick spiritual essence. The abode was forged by a master artisan. Dwelling there long-term fosters Great Dao epiphanies, outclassing nearby estates by far."