I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1335: Secret Story

Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...

The hunting team celebrated their triumphant kill of a massive, rare tiger beast, its valuable flesh, fur, and bones promising a substantial reward. Captain Xu Fengyue received praise for felling the ferocious creature, while Yi Feng earned admiration for his calm demeanor during the intense encounter. As they processed the carcass by a crackling bonfire, Yi Feng and Xu shared wine and heartfelt conversation, forging a bond of mutual respect, with Wei Xiaowei commended for her swift and skilled dismantling work. Buoyed by the success, the eager team pressed Xu to venture deeper into the forest for more hunts, leaving the captain torn between morale and his own exhaustion.

Observing the senior brother's expression of profound thought and his extended silence, Yi Feng comprehended his dilemma. He grinned and addressed it with sensitivity.

"Brother Xu."

"I'm still fresh to demon hunting alongside you folks and lack knowledge of the details, yet I realize that it's best to stop when you're winning. Tonight's yield has been substantial; maybe acting impulsively to claim merit isn't the smartest move?"

"This is merely my own opinion. If I've overstepped, I hope none of you mind."

Once his words trailed off, the demon hunters whispered in support and inclined their heads.

A keen gleam sparked in Xu Fengyue's gaze; the longer he regarded Yi Feng, the more favorable he seemed.

A prodigy.

This educator was genuinely a prodigy.

Just heed his speech—it rang like harmonious melody. The saying "quit while you're ahead" held boundless insight. As anticipated from an intellectual, he proved perceptive and logical!

With an ideal rationale presented, Xu Fengyue promptly grasped the chance to retreat elegantly.

"Folks, Mr. Yi raises an excellent argument!"

"Having secured achievements this evening, it's proper to halt at the peak. Going forward, we ought to draw lessons from learned individuals like the Mister. Depending only on raw bravery hinders major accomplishments!"

Upon hearing Yi Feng lauded, Wei Xiaowei momentarily pushed aside her inner discomfort and dutifully added her concurrence.

The assembly also deemed it logical, although they nodded with slight hesitation.

Those faint reactions obviously didn't elude Xu Fengyue's notice. As Qinghe Town's second mightiest authority, he scarcely pondered before devising a flawless rationale.

"That said..."

"Having escorted the Mister far into Mount Qingmang this day, heading back plainly would feel somewhat lackluster. Let's suspend demon pursuit momentarily; rather, we could explore for valuables in the vicinity. Fortune might smile upon us with a discovery."

The instant these statements emerged, the team's spirits surged anew!

"Seeking treasures? That's a splendid notion!"

"True to form for the Captain; this night's schedule is flawlessly planned!"

"Absolutely right? Scouting treasures beats demon slaying in safety. We needn't fret excessively over the Mister's well-being, and potential rewards await. It's pure advantage without downside!"

"Captain Xu's wisdom shines; small wonder he ascended to Great Martial Master!"

In mere sentences, the group energized. They hoisted the prepared demon tiger remains, gazes brimming with zeal.

Guided by Xu Fengyue, the unit dispersed to probe the surroundings, vigilantly eyeing the terrain and now and then overturning rocks, evoking the thrill of a digital game's treasure expedition.

Lagging at the back and observing briefly, Yi Feng felt perplexed.

"Does this mountain hold treasures?"

His remark barely ended when Wei Xiaowei, nearby, beamed and replied.

"Of course there are."

"Mister, your time in our town is short, so Mount Qingmang's secrets elude you. Legend holds that folks have unearthed rare arms here, and others have gathered defensive gear!"

Yi Feng absorbed it with a stunned expression, uttering his skeptical wonder.

"Such fortunes truly exist?"

"Evidently, this spot possesses remarkable qualities."

Hardly had he finished when Xu Fengyue, leading upfront, pivoted in surprise. Amazement briefly crossed his features, succeeded by an admiring, fraternal stare.

"Mr. Yi, you embody the scholar's acuity; your intellect cuts keen."

While speaking, the others paused to heed his account.

"Town elders recount that ages past, Mount Qingmang hosted the Qingmang Sect. They apparently birthed a fabled Martial King luminary and flourished immensely, dominating the realms!"

"Regrettably, calamity befell the Qingmang Sect in a massive conflict, annihilating it utterly. Scattered remnants and debris linger beneath the earth across time, attesting to its former presence."

"Niece Wei speaks true; locals have indeed claimed valuables. Yet perhaps unbeknownst to you, the Old Patriarch's core relic came from this very peak—a Martial King-level artifact!"

A Martial King artifact?!

The startling revelation echoed, leaving the squad wide-eyed in awe.

Though Qinghe Town natives, their progress in cultivation remained modest, barring them from such privileged lore before. Now, with the locale's premier authority disclosing this, astonishment gripped them fully!

Subsequently, envisioning their own possible finds, faces lit with thrilled crimson.

Yi Feng too registered a subtle glint of startlement.

"Mount Qingmang harbored such splendor once."

Against the group's astonishment, his demeanor stayed composed. Xu Fengyue nodded in accustomed approval prior to subtly directing the team.

"Everyone."

"We've traversed this mountain repeatedly. Though deep ventures into Mount Qingmang are scarce for you, the enduring marks of Qingmang Sect's arrays persist here still."

"In treasure quests ahead, avoid avarice or haste. Prioritize caution above all!"

These weighty, echoing admonitions prompted the group to fist-clasp in solemn assent.

They resumed their advance.

Anticipation swelled within each squad member. Despite the caution, the allure of a Martial King artifact proved irresistible. Subtly, their pace quickened, delving further into the thick woods.

Before long.

A dense mist enveloped them.

Bringing up the rear, Yi Feng sensed a shroud like urban haze. After fanning it away for clarity, his forefront stood empty of companions.

Suddenly.

Yi Feng halted, shaking his head in wry resignation.

"Blast it..."

"Separated this swiftly? Formations or not, they can't activate so abruptly, can they? Brother Xu's words carry an unlucky twist!"

He hadn't foreseen this turn.

Moments after discussing it, the party plunged into a disorienting array.

It was almost a 'Cao Cao' setup—mention the fiend, and it manifests!

The vital issue lay in the array excluding him somehow.

Yet with matters thus, and his ignorance of arrays, he opted to remain stationary, awaiting further signs to devise next steps...