I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1299: How dare you try to show off like this

The woman's enchanting eyes gleamed with fluctuating brilliance upon hearing how extraordinary the Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor truly was. Still, she sensed the deeper implication woven into those lavish commendations and promptly replied with a gentle, focused stare and a slight inclination of her head.

"You overpraise me, Senior Brother."

"Yet, with Senior Brother An speaking of it in such glowing terms, this Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor must be a rare treasure, not meant for just anyone to claim as their home. Might I be so fortunate?"

"I notice the manor's entrance stands wide, as if someone already dwells within. If it's a burden for you, Senior Brother, I wouldn't dream of imposing..."

A look of concern etched across her refined face, enough to evoke sympathy from any onlooker.

Seeing the beauty's expression, An Shixuan chuckled and consented without hesitation.

"What's the challenge in that?"

"Should Junior Sister request it, not only a simple manor, but even the sun, moon, and stars—this young master would go to any lengths to seize them for you! Hold on just a bit, Junior Sister. I'll issue some orders, and it'll be arranged."

As he offered this offhand assurance, he swiftly directed a knowing look toward the attendant trailing him.Within a few breaths.

The follower who grasped the signal discreetly dispatched an inquiry, then relayed a mental transmission.

"To Senior Brother An."

"From the probe, this Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor is owned. Oddly, its resident isn't from our Origin Star, but originates from a mundane world known as Lan Star, and has only settled here recently."

"A mundane world?"

At this revelation, An Shixuan gracefully unfurled the jade fan he held, a hint of scorn flashing across his features.

His refined countenance, radiating innate, unshakeable assurance, now projected an overwhelming sense of supremacy as he grinned and turned to the beauty.

"Junior Sister."

"Rest easy. This manor is yours starting today. Follow me; we'll inspect it. If nothing else appeals, you can take up residence in the Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor right away."

His commanding tone echoed, igniting awe in the immortal beauty's gaze.

"My gratitude, Senior Brother An!"

Sensing the touched sparkle in her lovely eyes, An Shixuan felt profound satisfaction. He burst into boisterous laughter, flicked his sleeve, and boldly guided the party toward the Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor.

When An Shixuan and his followers touched down at the manor's entrance.

Even from afar, gazing at the courtyard's sights, many among them stared with eager intensity. The long-skirted immortal beauty in particular had an enigmatic, alluring glow dancing in her eyes, stunningly captivating.

A beauty's smile ensnares the soul.

An Shixuan promptly declared with commanding presence, displaying an unbeatable poise no one could rival.

"Go, deliver this young master's decree!"

The attendant behind him swiftly assented and bowed, positioning himself at the gate to project a resonant voice transmission!

"Cultivator from the mundane world, abandon the Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor at once!"

"Cultivator from the mundane world, abandon the Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor at once!"

"Cultivator from the mundane world, abandon the Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor at once!"

The broadcast remained discreet, hidden from outsiders, yet it persistently echoed into the yard, puzzling Yi Feng as he lifted his head.

What on earth?

Abandon the manor?

Yi Feng set aside his teacup, completely perplexed.

He'd only recently settled in, still adjusting to the surroundings without offending anyone. Why would someone abruptly appear, insisting he leave the manor?

The baffling calls persisted relentlessly. Growing irritated by the disturbance, Yi Feng didn't dwell on it further. He rose and headed to the courtyard door.

Arriving at the yard, he spotted a youth standing aloof at the entrance, eyeing him. Several unfamiliar figures lingered behind, attired in elegant, upscale garments and appearing respectable. Roughly seven or eight men and women, all scrutinizing him steadily.

Before he could venture out to inquire, the youth at the gate jabbed a finger toward him.

"You're the one who owns this place, aren't you? That insignificant cultivator from the mundane world?"

"By Senior Brother An's directive, I order you to vacate the Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor without delay!"

Yi Feng's confusion deepened, utterly mystified by this unwarrantedly bold "order."

"Senior Brother An?"

"Abandon the manor?"

The moment the question escaped his lips.

The man had already shifted aside leisurely. Several paces beyond the gate, a richly attired young man smiled while observing, flanked by a young lady. Both displayed composed, amused faces.

The opulently robed youth idly fanned himself with his jade fan, his lips curling faintly.

"I am An Shixuan. My background surpasses your wildest grasp. Presently, I hold the third spot on the Blizzard Island Earth Ranking. My commands demand your obedience."

"You're nothing but a wandering cultivator from a mundane world. Stepping onto Blizzard Island is fortune enough. What right do you have to claim the Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor? Such luxury isn't destined for a cultivator like you from the mundane world."

"If you wisely relinquish the Fallen Clouds Immortal Manor, I'll note this small concession. Should troubles arise later, simply invoke my name. From then on, you'll have a foothold on Blizzard Island."

"The choice is clear; I trust no further explanation is required, is it?"

His introductory speech brimmed with haughty swagger, causing Yi Feng to knit his brows.

Observing the party's derisive grins, it appeared this young master's statements carried real weight, his boasts substantial and his assessment of Yi Feng spot-on.

Yet, on nearer examination, Yi Feng saw nothing remarkable in the fellow. He projected a facade of power masking frailty, probably just bluster.

Who could say what upbringing bred such audacity.

Yi Feng had no patience for such posturing. He rolled his eyes in frustration.

"If that's all, quit the theatrics here. I haven't got time for your nonsense. My tea awaits—it's fresh and can't be left cooling."

With this nonchalant retort, Yi Feng turned to shut the gate.

This apathetic, dismissive response caught the entire group off guard.

They all stiffened abruptly, their grins morphing into expressions of astonishment and doubt!

Damn...

This is truly a base soul from the mundane world, bold from sheer naivety!

What stature does Young Master An possess? With unmatched aptitude and a prestigious lineage, even elders might not dismiss him so curtly. And this mundane world upstart dares to offer zero respect!

His nerve knows no limits!

An abrupt hush descended at the courtyard entrance.

The stunning immortal beauty lingered there with a strained smile, her gaze shifting uneasily toward the rest. The followers too creased their brows in stunned disbelief, scarcely crediting what they'd heard. For an extended pause, silence reigned, as if all feared uttering a word that might provoke An Shixuan.

The air grew intensely uncomfortable.

An Shixuan's grin solidified on his visage. Peeking sidelong at the immortal beauty, he noted her eyes averting, her face uneasy. Instantly, his prestige crumbled, his gaze darkening fiercely!

He slammed his jade fan closed with a crisp snap, his voice seething through clenched teeth!

"Insolent fool!"

"This young master's decree is absolute. You dare disregard it? Utterly blind to heaven's vastness and earth's profundity! Show this mundane world whelp what respect means! Shatter his limbs and cripple his meridians! Let it etch the lesson deep!"

His fierce command reverberated, prompting the group to unleash their deep cultivation in unison!

A fearsome pressure whipped up fierce gales, rousing spiritual probes from nearby immortal realms and dwellings to probe the scene!

Catching the uproar from behind, Yi Feng let out a resigned sigh.

He preferred not to squander effort on these nobodies, yet they persisted relentlessly. They were truly compelling him to act!

"Sigh..."

With a weary exhale, Yi Feng reluctantly hiked up his sleeves.

"Swish!"

A hazy shadow streaked beyond the gate, and cries of pain exploded forthwith!

In mere moments.

The once poised and aristocratic young master, An Shixuan, lay with limbs fractured by Yi Feng right there. The followers sprawled in chaos, their countenances twisted in terror, silenced in dread. The long-skirted beauty stood aghast, her delicate features drained of color in horror!

Beneath the party's stunned, slack-jawed glares, Yi Feng dusted his hands and shook his head.

"Is that your best?"

"With abilities like these, how do you muster the nerve to strut so boldly? What fuels your bravado?"

The sight irked him further. Yi Feng cast a repulsed look over the cluster of minions.

"If you can still crawl, scram now and haul this rubbish away with you, or I'll snap every limb to drill the point home!"

No sooner said, the lot fled in panic, dragging the young master into the cloud expanse.

The absurd episode wrapped up swiftly. Yi Feng serenely retreated indoors to resume his tea, dismissing it from mind. Yet, the event evaded the notice of the ambient spiritual awarenesses.

Whispers raced across immortal isles and hidden abodes, unleashing a seismic stir throughout much of Frostwind Isle. The unrivaled prodigy An Shixuan had been utterly humbled by a trivial cultivator from the mundane world!