I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1328: Ordinariness is a Blessing

Just like that, half a month flew by in an instant.

Wind and Snow Island was back on track. Guo Jiannan had stepped in to manage the base again, the messy history was behind them, and the island was stepping into a fresh era.

Excitement and deep feelings stirred among the people, with a burning zeal to fight off the demons spreading all around.

By rights, Wind and Snow Island carried a solid name. The new Island Master's arrival brought fresh energy, which ought to have stirred up a storm or drawn eyes from every corner, letting them ride the wave back to their glory days.

What a shame.

Lately, the big powers had all hunkered down, too busy to bother with any of this. The whole world was stunned by a fresh tale making waves.

Word on the street was...

Deep at the Yuan Star's farthest point stood the Cangyuan Palace. It had towered grandly over cloud seas for countless years, acting as the heart of the Yuan Star. The Lord Star Master had dwelled there forever, ruling over every creature on the planet.

That grand hall floated high beyond the clouds, a spot few exceptional folks ever got to glimpse. Its spot was the Yuan Star's nucleus, pulling in boundless Dao rhythms and spirit power.

Should a regular cultivator somehow get inside, even for one quick breath, the gains would last a lifetime.

The Cangyuan Palace reigned as the Yuan Star's top sacred site. From the great powers living there, to the creatures roaming its grounds, or even the air they inhaled, all of it outshone what normal folks could dream of.

Through ages without end, the Cangyuan Palace's enigmas and splendor had inspired reverence. Nothing odd had ever stirred there, and to billions of cultivators, it ranked right up with a holy shrine.

But then.

Only days back.

Black clouds swallowed the heavens, hiding sun and moon, and drowned out the shining mists around the Cangyuan Palace.

Sudden endless night crashed down, like some huge thing had dropped from above. As it blanketed sky and land, a smothering force swept across the globe. Countless top experts probed in horror, yet they caught just a fuzzy shape, their souls gripped by dread of the unseen!

Such force was unheard of; even nature's might seemed weak beside it.

Worse still, the high and mighty in the Cangyuan Palace could barely make out the foe's real form. Gazing at the shadow blotting the skies, they felt tiny beyond measure.

Beneath that soul-crushing weight.

A blade slashed down like divine wrath crashing to earth!

The sword's light stabbed through a million miles, shaking the heavens and wailing spirits!

Even the palace's many rulers paled in shock, too scared to twitch, locked still by pure fright.

That brief sword flash etched itself forever into every mind. Strong as they were, grasping even a hint of the lingering sword will proved impossible. All they knew was raw panic, like beholding a real deity's arrival.

Once that moment passed, utter quiet fell.

The world cleared up, yet the Cangyuan Palace plunged into total chaos.

Nobody grasped what truly went down, and the Lord Star Master had vanished. The nameless horror rippled out millions of miles, soon infecting the whole Yuan Star. Ancient beasts in hiding for eons shook so bad they sealed themselves away for eternal sleep.

Just wild tales kept buzzing among billions of cultivators. Plenty shelved their smug pride from origins and woke up full of respect.

One strike rattled the Yuan Star.

That hidden giant was scary beyond belief!

Though the Yuan Star boasted the title of Child Star, amid the endless cosmos, it was merely a speck. It didn't rank at the pinnacle and was hardly noteworthy in the end.

The Grand Dao stays out of reach for common souls, and these hidden truths followed suit. Sure, they seemed to fan out fast, even hitting nearby stars and sparking quakes, but they weren't for everyday ears.

The epic deeds of top cultivators felt too distant, much less the chilling whispers of that earth-shaking sword.

***

On a desolate ordinary planet called Hai Star.

In a quaint town hugged by peaks and streams.

The main roads teemed with folks, as calm as ever. Lacking the flash of far-off cities, it brimmed with everyday human charm. Vendor calls blended with chuckles and cheer, keeping things buzzing.

This little town sat ringed by hills on three sides, rivers flowing past the rest. It served as a vital path for boats and carts alike, and gradually, folks multiplied there.

The place looked modest, but it had all the basics covered.

Inns and teahouses dotted the area, traders and sellers roamed freely.

Even a humble academy, scarce for miles around, stood in a straw hut at the hill's base. The spot was serene and tucked away, perfect for guiding young minds.

This straw hut, away from the bustle, dodged street clamor and let knowledge-seekers have their own haven. Plain on the outside, it was tidy within, proof of the villagers' thirst for wisdom.

As midday neared, kids' voices chanting lessons echoed from the hut's yard.

"Men at their birth, are naturally good. Their natures are similar, their habits become different..."

Though the kids sported worn outfits, their bright gazes shone with hope. They recited after the teacher with real focus, no laziness in sight, showing a maturity past their age.

Innocent stares mirrored a young man's form, refined and bookish, clad in spotless white robes.

Watching the kids so intent, Yi Feng felt deeply pleased. A warm contentment washed over him out of nowhere, leaving him light and comfy all over.

These kids deserve the lessons.

These kids are bound to excel in learning.

While he taught with full heart, a lovely shape appeared by the window.

"Master Yi."

The tone was soft and kind, laced with a touch of unease.

The pupils were just kids, after all, and curiosity won out easy. They all twisted to look at the voice, halting the lively class short.

Yi Feng stayed cool and glanced toward the sound.

There stood a graceful teen girl by the window. About sixteen, in plain garb. Her fresh, unadorned charm already hinted at budding loveliness.

Recognizing her, Yi Feng grinned, set his book aside, and headed to the entrance.

"Miss Wei."

"What brings you by today?"

This girl's name was Wei Xiaowei, someone he'd crossed paths with lately.

Since Yi Feng arrived and fate made him a tutor here, Miss Wei's little brother got to learn. She owed him big and checked on him often.

As Yi Feng approached smiling, his speech and poise so polished.

The girl quickly bowed, seeming a tad rattled.

"I've interrupted your lesson, Master Yi; please forgive me..."

With Yi Feng's smile easing her, she went on.

"Master Yi, we're all so thankful you came to Qinghe Town to teach, letting our kids learn letters and books."

"This isn't much, just a little thanks from us. Hope you'll take it!"

With that, Miss Wei grabbed two baskets from the sill.

The baskets showed some wear, but they gleamed spotless; clearly cared for well. One held dried meats, fruits, veggies; the other, fabrics and garments.

These goods lit up the classroom kids' eyes right away.

Qinghe Town acted like a trade crossroads, yet demon beasts plagued it hard. Having enough food and clothes was the top wish for plain folks. No overstatement—these baskets held real treasure.

Yi Feng's heart stirred at the gesture, ready to politely turn it down.

But before he uttered a word, Miss Wei shoved the baskets his way, then drew a note from her sleeve, offering it with steady hands and earnest eyes.

"Master Yi."

"In Qinghe Town, cultivation started out of need. We're mostly tough types who just fight and scrap. But not all have the talent for it, so lots end up toiling by hand to get by. By teaching here, you've opened new paths for the kids' futures. This favor towers over the skies."

"We got nothing fancy to give back. Besides these small tokens of thanks, there's just this letter. Please don't turn it away..."

Her words came with a flushed drop of her head, eyes brimming with worried hope.

In the room, the children mustered bravery too, rising one by one to bow and beg.

"Teacher, please take it..."

"Teacher, my pa said if you refuse, he'll whack my behind when I get back!"

Up against such genuine kindness and welcome, Yi Feng could only nod.

"Fine. If you all feel that way, I'll accept."

His agreement sparked cheers from the kids. Miss Wei, lingering by the door in quiet wait, lit up with a bright grin and straightened. Happiness flooded the little school.

In this heartfelt burst of shared joy, Yi Feng's face bloomed with a pleased smile too.

The bonds of people... that's the real essence of living.

These days, he'd been worn out, chasing his wild death-seeking adventure non-stop. No time to breathe, no glance back at his road. It was truly draining.

Now, crashing in this humble town for a bit, he felt totally unwound. Like slipping back to his former days, body and spirit at rest. At last, a short break.

Being normal is a true gift—those words hold no lie.