I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1319: As Expected

A few days flew by in an instant.

In that time, Blizzard Island called upon all its top fighters and unleashed every secret resource to launch yet another fierce clash against the famed Invincible Sword Venerable, Guo Jiannan.

The fight rattled the skies and the ground.

Powerhouses from the Desolate Realm stepped forward one by one, hidden ancient beings revealed themselves in turn, and the forces of the Great Dao surged over thousands of miles, stirring up chaos in the Vast Sea to the north of Blizzard Island.

Against the overwhelming might of Blizzard Island, Guo Jiannan and his companions found themselves overpowered in the end.

The storied Invincible Sword Venerable barely escaped defeat and had to retreat in haste!

His unexpected return as a legendary figure had already stunned many sects and clans. Now, losing to the very Blizzard Island he had created himself amplified the shockwaves across nearby territories.

Though Yuan Star was merely a minor planet, Guo Jiannan's name carried weight. News of this confrontation spread like wildfire, leaving countless cultivators in awe!

Following the clash, Blizzard Island claimed a slim win but at a heavy cost, left greatly diminished. Even snaring a Demon Venerable brought scant relief, failing to offset the drop in their fighting power. They were forced to recover, and it seemed unlikely they'd regain full strength for ten thousand years.

Besides releasing a Demon-Slaying Order to pursue Guo Jiannan, they held back from any more moves.

This choice fueled endless guesses among other groups. Blizzard Island, founded to purge demons, saw its infamous standing swell even further for a spell.

As gossip swirled beyond the shores, a thick quiet settled over the island itself.

A conflict of such vast scale lay far beyond what common folk could grasp. Even the lowliest fallen in that fray were at the Venerable realm. Simple outer sect disciples had no right to delve into the deeper secrets.

Amid a cluster of ethereal isles, Sunset Heaven Mansion stayed peaceful as always.

Yi Feng lounged relaxed on his chaise, his typical serene look unaltered. Staring at the foggy peaks and streams outside the yard, his gaze held a deep solitude like fresh snow, mixed with a touch of resignation.

"I've been waiting these past few days without any stir. Has the beef between Blizzard Island and Brother Guo hit a wall? If I stay put like this, when will I finally get to throw down properly?"

Day after day, Yi Feng savored the easy, pampered routine of a landowner, tended by the old auntie. His life felt plush and satisfying, yet boredom gnawed at him so much that even meals turned bland.

As he grumbled under his breath, faint steps echoed closer.

Clad in a refined gown, Yu Wen Qianyue approached with a tray of fruits. She set it down firmly on the stone table, then dipped into a elegant curtsy and announced with a slight incline of her head.

"These are the spirit fruits for today. Please savor them, my lord."

The old auntie had grown far more obedient, as if regretting her past actions.

Yi Feng gave a generous nod in approval.

"Mm, good job."

"These fruits seem really fresh. You're getting better and better at this maid role. Later on, tidy the yard and clean the tables and chairs, then you can take a break."

He was truly handling her like a servant.

This kid had the guts to act so high and mighty!

Yu Wen Qianyue heard him out, her slender fingers gripping hard inside her sleeves, but a meek smile graced her features.

"Yes."

She wasn't one to back down easily and knew well the need to bow one's head under someone else's roof. No matter the embarrassment, putting up with it now meant she'd come out on top in the end.

When that moment arrived, she could cleanse her disgrace and perhaps win the Island Lord's favor!

For her bigger plan, Yu Wen Qianyue swallowed the bitterness and shame. Though she felt deeply insulted right then, she didn't let slip a chance to fish for details.

Grasping the moment as she agreed, she lightly probed.

"My lord, you return good for evil. I feel so ashamed."

"A kindness like yours isn't for just anyone. I've heard you and Elder Guo both came from the Demon-Suppressing Prison. There must be a real bond between you, not some random meeting?"

Her praise flowed smoothly, a sign of real cunning.

Yi Feng paid it no mind and answered casually.

"Mm, there's a link, yeah."

Yu Wen Qianyue's spirits dropped at his words, confirming her hunch.

This kid was surely Guo Jiannan's underling!

A crafty gleam flickered in her eyes, quickly masked by more servile talk.

"My lord, your background is impressive. It was my folly not to see the great mountain before me. Please overlook my earlier mistakes with your generosity."

Her mind raged with curses, but her speech stayed completely submissive.

Noting the old auntie's slick, savvy ways, Yi Feng recalled she had a certain rank. As a Venerable, high or low, she ought to have some insider knowledge.

With that in mind, Yi Feng took the opening to ask.

"You know about the feud between Blizzard Island and Elder Guo... Guo? What's the latest on that?"

This hit right at her pain point.

She was meant to join the elite ranks, tackling the big job of handling Guo Jiannan and racking up achievements to climb fast.

Who'd have thought she'd stumble into a hard obstacle, flip her boat in a shallow puddle, and wind up as nothing but a servant!

If word leaked, how could she hold her head up in Blizzard Island anymore?

This kid had wrecked her cultivation, blocking her from sending word now. How would she have any updates?

Wasn't this just twisting the knife?

Damn him!

Yu Wen Qianyue's face twisted uncomfortably, and her strained smile lost its ease.

"This..."

"My lord, pardon me. My rank is low and my voice means nothing. I really don't know about such huge matters. I've been stuck cleaning in the mansion lately—how could I catch any secrets?"

At that, Yi Feng dismissed her with a wave, let down.

"Tch, you're not faring much better yourself."

"Never mind, never mind. I won't push you. You're cut out for chores like that. Bothering with big news is pointless. Soon, head out and snag some wild game. I feel like switching up dinner tonight."

"Hunting game—you can handle that much, can't you?"

His words made veins throb on Yu Wen Qianyue's brow!

She, a noble Venerable and gifted prodigy destined for the peaks, got called fit only for servanthood and belittled over and over. What a massive slight!

If she didn't settle this score, she swore she wasn't fit to be called human!

But in her spot, she had to clench her jaw, agree, and step away.

"Yes..."

"My lord, give me a bit. I'll give it my all!"

Slipping out the cave mansion's front door quietly, Yu Wen Qianyue ground her teeth to bits, her face pulsing with veins. Rage aged her look in a flash, twisting her expression into something fierce!

Hateful!

Completely hateful!

This kid, mocking her time and again! This grudge ran too deep to forgive!

He just leaned on Guo Jiannan's shield, with a bit of cultivation and fame, yet dared treat her this way! When Guo Jiannan falls later, I'll make sure you perish without a grave!

A spoiled type like this could never amount to much!

Without his supports, this guy will vanish into nothing. Plenty of so-called prodigies crash just like that.

After gnashing her teeth and balling her fists hard for a few breaths, Yu Wen Qianyue steadied herself somewhat. Mindful of her task to hunt spirit beasts, with her cultivation stripped away, resentment burned in her eyes. She had no option but to steel herself and head into the woods beyond the entrance.

Just then, a twist in space shimmered abruptly in the yard.

Yi Feng straightened up, confused, and murmured in wonder.

"Back already?"

"Looks like this auntie pulls her weight after all..."

Yet when the shape emerged from the shimmer, showing an elder's visage, Yi Feng's eyes lit up, and he rose with joy.

"Brother Guo?"

"I was mulling over you, and here you are. Talk about timing."

The arrival was none other than Guo Jiannan.

Though he appeared a tad fatigued, the heavy lines on his face had softened a little, making him seem slightly more youthful. Yi Feng spotted his old pal right away and rushed to pour tea while beckoning him inside.

"Brother, sit down quick, and sample this clear tea I've prepared!"