I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1307: Little Friend, Not Bad

The little monster seemed thunderstruck, his complexion paling to utter whiteness.

He could scarcely believe that this human cultivator would act so brazenly, insisting he guide the path to the mightiest entity. In the end, this fellow had truly come to wreak havoc, the sort that courted death without a second thought.

Oh, mother...

This is a desperado!

What rotten luck to stumble upon such a ruthless fiend!

Lin Kui trembled in sheer panic, his mouth quivering as he pleaded endlessly for compassion.

" G-great lord!"

" Have mercy, great lord! This humble one still has an eighty-thousand-year-old mother to care for. I truly dare not go there..."

The moment that absurd plea escaped his lips, Yi Feng had unsheathed his massive sword and begun swinging it wildly.

Noticing the creature had grown rather obedient, Yi Feng at last issued a firm warning to hammer the message in.

" Since you know the location of those fearsome entities, simply guide the way as required. We can talk things over. Refuse, and it's your end!"

The huge sword sliced through the air several times with sharp whistles, frightening the little monster until he was ghostly white.

Even as Yi Feng hurled him forward, he refrained from babbling nonsense or dreaming of fleeing. He kowtowed over and over with hands pressed together, then dutifully took the lead.

" This humble one will surely guide the way correctly. This way, my lord, please, my lord, please..."

Just moments ago filled with complaints, now he acted tame and wise, showing no hint of resistance, only a sycophantic, flattering grin. His knack for gauging moods and complying was ridiculously sharp.

Little surprise that, despite his weak power, he'd endured so long in this horrifying domain.

This little monster was indeed a peculiar genius.

Observing the creature humbly kowtow and proceed ahead, Yi Feng gave a helpless smile and trailed behind.

They journeyed one behind the other for an unknown stretch of time.

At last, they emerged from the endless fog, revealing a sprawling, timeless woodland expanse. Barren trunks extended without limit, colossal sky-piercing trees that had rooted there for eons.

Lin Kui abruptly halted at the woodland's border, anxiously advancing to prostrate himself.

" G-great lord..."

" This is the Ancient Barren Forest. The Tree Venerable has dwelled here for tens of thousands of years. He is a genuinely dreadful mighty demon. This humble one truly dares not proceed further."

" I... I beg for your mercy, great lord, to spare this humble one..."

In mere moments, the little monster displayed a look brimming with injustice and reluctance, uncertain if he dreaded the ancient presence in the woods before them or the sword clutched in Yi Feng's grip.

From his appearance, he was on the verge of weeping.

Yi Feng eyed him doubtfully for several beats. With no odd stirrings in the woods, his suspicion deepened.

" Is there really an ancient being here? I don't see it."

Before the little monster could prostrate and reply.

The woods erupted in a booming rumble! Innumerable tendrils burst from the soil's depths, dislodging lichen and decayed branches, while the earth quaked violently!

Every tendril appeared animated, twisting toward a massive tree buried in the woodland's core!

That enormous trunk, soaring ten thousand feet high, abruptly revealed horrifying eyes that peered down like blazing celestial bodies. A voice from antiquity, echoing across boundless eras, boomed through the timeless woods for hundreds of miles.

" Who dares disturb this venerable one's slumber..."

Beholding the frightful giant tree rouse itself, exuding a horrifying presence.

The little monster had already lost all courage, huddling with head shielded and collapsing to the ground, face plunged into the dirt, backside raised skyward.

Only then did a trace of satisfaction curve Yi Feng's lips.

Ah ha!

Not easy!

At long last, he'd met a genuine, powerful ancient entity!

Yi Feng strode ahead with eagerness, launching his usual taunt.

" From today onwards, I'm claiming your turf!"

" You, this old rat, go find another spot to rest from now on. If you object, we'll duke it out!"

Though no grudge existed between them, to court doom effectively, inciting fury was essential. Snatching someone's domain outright was bound to provoke outrage.

For honor or real stakes, this ancient tree would surely erupt in wrath and strike.

A fierce clash was unavoidable!

Beneath Yi Feng's hopeful stare.

The canopy-shrouding ancient tree peered downward, its enormous eyes scanning him briefly before it chuckled outright.

" Hahaha..."

The hearty guffaw rattled the thick woods, sending myriad tendrils flying outward.

Lin Kui was whisked away in an instant and disappeared from view, leaving Yi Feng clutching his massive sword solo amid the tendrils that formed a table and seats, utterly free of hostile vibes.

This turn of events caught him off guard.

Yi Feng clutched his massive sword, gazing warily, finally spotting the giant tree had dozed off once more, fully enveloped in tendrils and lichen, its mighty aura vanished without a trace.

Right then.

An elderly figure, his features etched with bark-like creases, approached grinning, supported by a staff.

At this sight, Yi Feng stood dumbfounded.

The elder, though, maintained a serene grin, heading directly to the tendril table and extending a welcoming gesture.

" Young friend, please sit so we can chat."

Confronted by such polite overtures, Yi Feng couldn't cling to his sword forever. His momentum fizzled like punching through fluff. Reluctantly, he wandered over in a stupor and settled down in silence.

The elder leisurely served tea. As he slid the cup across, he grinned and regarded Yi Feng.

After appraising him briefly, he nodded while caressing his beard.

" Sir, in this Demon Suppression Prison, we're all in the same boat. Beyond the border beasts clashing over life essence, us ancient holdouts have lurked for tens of thousands of years. Nobody wants to squander power. We dodge fights when we can, conserving our might while biding time, scheming ways to escape this trapped realm."

" So, if you want this woodland, I'll gladly yield it. Worst case, this old fellow just relocates elsewhere."

With those words spoken, Yi Feng absorbed them in total exasperation.

He'd seized the territory to spark rage, yet not only did the other stay calm, he offered it up freely, casting Yi Feng as the aggressor...

How was he meant to proceed like this?

Before this generous and affable elder, Yi Feng abruptly felt a twinge of shame.

Gripping the teacup, he sat opposite the elder in wary silence for ages, at a loss for where to start.

Recalling snippets he'd overheard before, he finally gathered nerve to inquire.

" I heard that in this Demon Suppression Prison, it's packed with horrifying and savage ancient entities from all clans, sealed and locked away by force. Why are you so agreeable...?"

At that, the elder chuckled, placed his cup aside, and his gaze softened with sentiment.

" Hahaha..."

" That claim holds truth, yet it's overly narrow. Sure, brutal figures abound in this Demon Suppression Prison, but it's far from a den of pure malice. Much like clans across the world, there's no stark divide between good and bad; it's just clashing goals and loyalties."

" Do humans' so-called righteous sects lack wicked cultivators? Are all infamous demon clans mindless killers?"

" In this old man's eyes, hardly."

Hearing these deep, sage, and easygoing insights, Yi Feng nodded in agreement.

" True."

" Humans have their villains too, and demons have their upright souls. Looks like my thinking was too limited."

The elder beamed and dismissed it with waves, his look brimming with regard.

" Not at all, not at all."

" For a young friend to hold such wisdom, free from the crude biases outsiders harbor toward clans, you outshine the masses already. You're no common sort."

" To this old man, your cultivation stands out, and your outlook is rare. Should you exit this Demon Suppression Prison, your prospects will know no bounds!"

Yi Feng offered a subtle smile and a slight bow, keeping quiet.

He brushed off the strategic compliments. The future? Who knew. Escaping the Demon Suppression Prison mattered little anyway.

As long as death came, the rest was trivial...

Witnessing this composed poise, the elder's admiration intensified.

Meeting this young friend in the Demon Suppression Prison has truly brightened my day, stirring respect for rising talents. Lending him aid here counts as granting good fortune.

Better to gain an ally than another foe.

The elder fondled his beard, eyeing the youth a bit longer before smiling and nodding.

" You're no average youth, my friend."

" Soon, some old companions of mine will arrive. I'll make sure to present you. Call it fate's arrangement."

At those words, Yi Feng sensed a spark of hope.

Companions of this ancient tree were bound to be exceptional. What if one proved quick to anger? Might that spark a solid brawl?