I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1300: Is Every Star a Genius

The cave dwellings of the outer sect were thrown into an unprecedented frenzy, with endless exchanges buzzing across the numerous immortal isles. These astonishing happenings had shocked innumerable cultivators, but they could do nothing to disturb the majestic Heavenly Palace soaring far overhead.

Hovering above the vast array of immortal isles, the Heavenly Palace, enveloped in brilliant clouds, gazed down imperiously on everything below. All the noise was completely sealed off by powerful barrier formations. Only elite disciples with special tokens could gain entry, and even then, only those of high standing were allowed inside.

That holy domain, shining like a luminous moon, stood as the heart of Fengxue Island.

True elites were solely those permitted to tread the grounds of the Heavenly Palace. Moreover, anything or anyone referenced by the mighty beings inside it carried immense importance. A mere stir in the outer sect was far too trivial to disrupt the serenity of this place.

Right at this instant.

In the towering pavilions of the Heavenly Palace, two figures stepped into a side chamber. They clasped their hands in salute to the higher-up seated within, detailing everything they had observed and learned on Lanxing.

Though their account dragged on at length, the strikingly beautiful woman who sat quietly kept her face utterly serene the whole time.

Even when they described the demonic beasts on Lanxing, this competent lady showed no shift in her demeanor. Such incidents appeared to mean little to her, just run-of-the-mill happenings.

It was only after they wrapped up their briefing that she placed her teacup aside and gradually raised her icy gaze.

Her crimson lips opened, releasing a distant tone.

"The demon race has been growing bolder of late. You need to stay extra alert and avoid any laxity. I'll handle reporting this myself."

The pair offered deep bows, their expressions brimming with awe.

The man paused for several moments before gathering the nerve to suggest something.

"Honored One Yuwen Qianyue, on this journey, we ran into a cultivator from Lanxing called Yi Feng. He displays impressive innate gifts and a fine disposition, so we escorted him to the outer sect. He's genuinely a standout talent..."

The woman next to him, also with hands clasped, agreed politely, choosing her words with care.

"Honored One, your judgment is spot on. He's truly got potential."

Lanxing was just a mundane world, far behind Yuanxing in terms of assets. Still, for it to yield a cultivator who could take down demonic entities proved his gifts were remarkable; labeling him a genius wouldn't overstate it. Of course, he warranted focused training.

They regarded Yi Feng highly, which is why they pushed for this direct endorsement. They couldn't bear the thought of such a gem wasting away from scarce supplies. This came from both their own wish to help and a sense of duty to humanity's cause.

Yet.

Following their eager pitch, the woman on the seat replied coolly.

"Gaining access to Fengxue Island is already a huge piece of luck for him, the peak fortune of his existence. Without the demon race stirring up unrest right now, which demands quick training of top talents to counter it, and the special allowance for folks from mortal worlds to join in, how else would he get this chance?"

“Now that he's in, keep him in the outer sect for the time being. With the advantages of the outer sect's spirit lands and steady effort in cultivation, he ought to turn out somewhat capable. Though he can't match up to natives of our Yuanxing, he won't be entirely feeble.”

Her frosty remarks stayed as aloof as always, with that air of authority subtly present.

The duo bent even deeper in respect, their admiration unchanged on their faces.

Despite the harsh realism in her statements, they weren't taken aback at all, and no bias colored their thoughts.

Yuwen Qianyue was a shining prodigy and now served as Honored One on Fengxue Island, managing multiple outer sect followers. They themselves had to obey her directives.

She had emerged as a supreme talent from birth. Entering the Desolate Realm had been effortless for her back in the day. Her outlook and decisions naturally came from a lofty perspective. Run-of-the-mill cultivators from lesser worlds rarely drew her interest; ignoring one from a mortal planet was par for the course.

Mortal planets were indeed too desolate. Those emerging from such backwater orbs lagged far behind in both aptitude and power levels. Catching her notice was all but out of the question.

Now hearing Yuwen Qianyue's detached response, the two raised no protest.

But.

Thinking back to Yi Feng's special traits, the man pressed on and voiced his thoughts once more.

"Honored One Yuwen Qianyue, pardon my boldness."

"That Yi Feng may hail from Lanxing, but he managed to kill two powerful demonic creatures. That alone shows his extraordinary aptitude. Plus, his words are calm and assured, and he boldly owned up to ending a Star Lord, proving his deeds are straightforward and honorable. His integrity and poise are praiseworthy too."

A figure like this, even with his present power being limited—blame that on his humble roots—holds real promise in every other way. If we invest supplies to nurture him, in due course, he'll surely make his mark!

His fervent plea tumbled out in a rush.

Anyone hearing such high praise and details would likely feel shocked and then pay attention to Yi Feng, checking if this cultivator from a mortal world really had such standout features.

Regrettably.

To Yuwen Qianyue, these arguments still didn't hold much sway.

Her sharp eyes stayed just as unconcerned, without a single flicker. Her delicate hand elegantly raised the Starlight Meteor Sand teapot. The steaming brew cascaded in a flawless curve, filling the cup like scattered jewels on a tray.

The seamless gesture betrayed no flaw. Paired with the exact tilt of her slender hand, it formed a captivating scene even from afar.

After a brief pause, the two stood with hands clasped, their minds racing with worry.

Yuwen Qianyue took her time completing the tea preparation. A single look pierced right through the intentions hidden in their gazes.

The urge to nurture talent was commendable indeed, but how many world-shaking prodigies could exist?

Particularly from a simple mortal planet?

Yuwen Qianyue had seen the world's truths long ago. No average person lingered in her view. She uttered her words deliberately, her voice still chilling.

"Wasting effort on a cultivator from a mortal planet isn't worthwhile."

"To foster real powerhouses, we ought to pick someone like An Shixuan at minimum. His personality may be average, but his power and gifts are decent enough. That's what qualifies as talent."

"Between the mortal planet cultivator you describe and An Shixuan, who holds the edge?"

With these words dropping, the pair's eyes bulged in distress.

"Honored One, how can that be...?"

"What sort of lineage does An Shixuan come from? How much support has he soaked up since he was young? Yi Feng is only from a mortal planet. How could anyone stack him against a young master from a mighty family..."

"Yes, the gap in their backgrounds and upbringings is enormous. If Yi Feng had the same advantages, he might already outshine him. Down the line, with proper inclusion in training, he'll definitely rise high!"

Watching them heat up more and more, like they'd stumbled on a true wunderkind, Yuwen Qianyue's patience finally wore thin. She leveled a remote stare at them and declared.

"This Honored One has made her decision. Drop this topic now."

One firm line crushed all their reluctance!

No matter their inner disappointment, the Honored One's decree stood as ironclad law, brooking zero argument.

The two had no choice but to offer respectful bows and ready themselves to depart.

In that exact moment.

A top disciple marched in through the chamber door, token in hand, and hastily saluted with clasped fists!

"Honored One!"

"Big problem! An Shixuan clashed with a fresh outer sect arrival. His limbs are all shattered!"

Whoosh!

The serious announcement spun the two around, fury sparking in their eyes.

Yuwen Qianyue stayed utterly composed, treating it like no big deal.

"Him once more."

"What's the new disciple's condition? Can the lost limbs be fixed? Will it hinder his ongoing cultivation or mental state?"

After her brief, chilly inquiries, the two onlookers sighed deep inside.

In this realm, strength commands respect. That's the unyielding fact.

Though An Shixuan's nature was lowly, his aptitude and progress shone brightly, earning him priority concern. Even when he stirred up huge messes, Honored One Yuwen, bound by larger concerns, couldn't scold him severely and instead fretted over the hapless, fragile newcomer.

Sadly, things were grim.

As the pair inwardly lamented their powerlessness, the saluting disciple's face twisted in discomfort!

"Re...reporting to the Honored One!"

"The one whose limbs are broken... is An Shixuan!"

Huh?

The trio froze in shock, their eyes flying open wide in a flash.