I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1256: A Soul Mate Is Hard to Find

Yi Feng rode Manman southward for a long while.

On the horizon, the outline of a city began to appear.

Finally spotting an opportunity to stir up some trouble, his hope in life rekindled. Yi Feng sighed with emotion as he jumped off Manman, stretching his limbs with vigor as he walked forward, while offering some instruction.

"Manman, you must be a male snail, right?"

"Let me tell you something. We men can handle anything, except we absolutely cannot be fast when it matters most. You just 'whoosh' and it's over. No wonder we plunged straight into the desert and didn't meet a single soul."

"If it weren't for that old brother who bought the ore giving me directions earlier, I'd have thought the entire Godfall Land was just desert!"

Man Benwei followed closely, rolling his dead-fish eyes, blowing bubbles carelessly from his mouth.

"Blub blub blub..."

Seeing that utterly lifeless demeanor, Yi Feng couldn't be bothered to say more.

After walking for a few more moments.

Just as he was about to enter the city.

Many people looked over with curiosity. Yi Feng himself was rather ordinary, but Manman was quite unique, standing out conspicuously among the flocks of immortal birds and spirit beasts.

Unable to bear the curious stares as if looking at a monkey, Yi Feng first put Manman away.

Stepping into the city alone, he found it incomparably prosperous.

The cultivators coming and going carried an extraordinary air, and the pavilions on both sides were exceptionally elegant. If the cities he had passed through before were mostly lively marketplaces, the scene before him today was a grand capital gathering refined scholars.

Just picking a random large city felt impressively grand. Finding a master in a place like this shouldn't be difficult!

Truly worthy of being the Godfall Land, it really has something to it.

The more he looked, the more excited he became.

His blood boiling with enthusiasm, Yi Feng steadily made his way towards the most bustling seven-story restaurant.

Upon entering the main hall.

The waiter, extremely perceptive, quickly stepped forward to greet him.

"Greetings, sir."

"A refined scholar like yourself, even visiting our humble establishment for the first time, may take a seat in the private booths on the second floor. All expenses will enjoy a ten percent discount!"

Even a mere waiter was so well-versed in social graces, his words showing high emotional intelligence, and his discernment was far from ordinary. With just one glance, he recognized Yi Feng's scholarly elegance and used it to recommend and ingratiate himself.

With skills like this, this person could undoubtedly thrive out in the wider world.

Yi Feng was also slightly pleasantly surprised, nodding slightly in response.

"Good."

In the blink of an eye, following the waiter upstairs, the scene became even more luxurious. The tables and chairs were exquisitely crafted, and the guests carried an exceptional air, among them many white-haired old men who looked very much like masters.

Yi Feng was even more delighted, thinking to himself that this must be the place to gather some important information.

But as soon as he took his seat.

Following the waiter's smiling gesture towards the menu plaque on the wall behind him, his heart began to mutter with doubt, feeling a cold chill run down his back.

Three-Headed Spirit Fish: 100,000 Immortal Crystals.

Crimson Tassel Pearl-Melt Fruit: 200,000 Immortal Crystals.

Seven-Colored Falling Cherry Grass: 130,000 Immortal Crystals.

...

With one glance, Yi Feng's eyes nearly popped out!

Good grief.

A single random dish costs over a hundred thousand Immortal Crystals?

This isn't eating a meal, it's literally burning money!

Even though his current wealth was considerable.

Seeing this menu, only four big words came to mind.

Terrifying to such an extent!

No wonder the service attitude was so good, and the seated guests all looked impressively grand. This was indeed not a price ordinary people could handle...

But if he wanted to gather some useful information, it was only possible in high-end places. Otherwise, learning about small fry wouldn't be of any damn use.

For the grand plan of seeking death, this money still had to be spent.

Today, he'd splurge once!

Yi Feng found himself in a dilemma as he looked.

Only when he saw the final dish on the plaque, marked with a price of one thousand Immortal Crystals, did he grit his teeth and speak.

"I'll have one plate of Hundred-Flavor Fruit."

The waiter's expression remained unchanged. After a long, clear announcement, he continued to bow respectfully and inquire.

"One plate of Hundred-Flavor Fruit."

"Sir, would you like any other dishes? And what kind of Immortal Nectar would you prefer for your drink?"

Following his pointing finger to the wine list on the opposite wall, Yi Feng almost gasped.

The first type of wine started at several hundred thousand!

Were they drinking blood here?

Yi Feng calmly waved his hand, hurriedly refusing.

"No need, I have my own wine!"

The waiter respectfully nodded in acknowledgment and withdrew.

Not long after.

A plate of vegetarian food was served.

The name sounded like a fruit, but it was actually similar to dried nuts fried in his previous life. It tasted wonderfully complex and had a crispy texture, pairing well with wine by sheer coincidence.

But in this luxurious second-floor setting.

It was somewhat rare for only Yi Feng to have ordered just a single plate of food.

Naturally, many people in the hall cast glances and whispered comments.

"Huh? This fellow really knows how to live frugally."

"Ah, you foreign cultivators, establishing yourselves in our Divine Land is already an arduous journey fraught with difficulties. Being thrifty is quite understandable. Marine treasures offer many benefits, but they are far less practical than elixirs."

"This junior will remember Elder Liu's teachings."

"That's the spirit. We who cultivate the Dao must never harbor arrogance or impatience. The Great Dao is long and boundless. Our Lan Star is but a mere Mortal Star. If you achieve higher realms in the future and are fortunate enough to journey to a Child Star, then you will truly understand that there is always a higher sky beyond the sky."

Hearing the old man boast, Yi Feng also became interested.

Quietly, he focused his attention over there.

At a table not far in the hall, all the seated individuals were looking at the white-haired old man.

"What is a Child Star? Please enlighten us, Elder."

The old man smiled, stroking his beard, looking rather pleased.

"Hehe..."

"The so-called Child Stars are the great planets that govern Mortal Stars. Our Lan Star is an ordinary Mortal Star, belonging, along with twelve other stars, under the rule of the Falling Star!"

"Such existences are beyond your aspirations. If you are fortunate enough to set foot there in the future, you will naturally understand. Alas, the Great Dao is merciless. Those who can reach the peak of the Heavenly Rank are exceedingly rare in this world. And once at that stage, even ten thousand years of cultivation may not bring an inch of progress!"

"Never mind you all, in the entire Lan Star, aside from the Star Lord and the various great personages, no one else can even dare to hope for progress on the path ahead."

After this narration.

Many cultivators' gazes trembled, awed by the terrifying existence described.

Yi Feng also suddenly felt his life was full of hope. Beneath his calm exterior, his hidden heartbeat began to accelerate, and his blood quietly surged!

The boundless universe seemed to hold endless dangers and opportunities. A mere individual, no matter how capable, was but a tiny speck of dust.

Life and death were not even worth mentioning!

The entire second floor fell into brief silence.

Only the young man seated by the window at the neighboring table remained utterly calm throughout.

Seeming somewhat mocking, he slowly turned his gaze over.

"You foreign cultivators, crossing vast oceans to reach the Divine Land, must have endured countless storms and perils. Yet, in the end, you live such an austere life."

"Is this truly what your hearts desire?"

Hearing this, Yi Feng looked back.

That young man had an extraordinary bearing, with a head of green hair particularly rare. He was smiling as he poured wine, his eyes revealing a complex mix of helplessness and pity, along with an indescribable sense of superiority.

Good heavens, even having a drink, someone manages to show off!

Instantly.

Yi Feng's temper flared.

What's wrong with being austere?

This...

This is called understanding life, thrift is a virtue!

No one else said anything, the establishment had no issue, but this green-haired guy just had to run his mouth!

Long since fearless, Yi Feng coldly retorted on the spot.

"Most of the dishes here are seafood. I'm not used to it, is that not allowed?"

To tell the truth.

The seafood nearby really wasn't that great; he'd long since gotten sick of it on the sea!

More importantly.

The stuff here was sold at outrageously high prices; only upstarts would order it.

I only have a mere billion or so, and there are many places where I need money. How could I possibly fall for such a big scam? This green-haired young master really has no life experience at all. He's probably an eighty-percent-certified rich second-generation heir!

Today, I'll use this green-haired second-gen heir to test the waters!

Yi Feng shouted angrily, almost hoping the other party would start a fight.

"What? Are people in this world not allowed to dislike seafood?"

Strangely enough.

Upon hearing this, the person actually froze for a moment, his expression seeming to soften slightly. He gave Yi Feng a meaningful look for a few moments and then fell silent.

Even if Yi Feng had a temper, it felt like punching cotton.

As the other diners continued their lively discussions, the awkward atmosphere dissipated.

Helpless.

He could only continue sitting steadily, pulling out the wine gifted by the ore-selling brother from earlier while listening for other useful information.

As the gourd was opened.

A refreshing, mellow aroma of fine wine wafted out thickly.

Yi Feng was also greatly delighted upon smelling it.

When it came to fighting and killing, he wasn't very confident, but when it came to the pleasures of life, food and drink, he bowed to no one!

As soon as this wine fragrance drifted out.

He knew it was truly good wine. Although it couldn't compare to what he brewed himself, it was still perfect for a couple of cups.

Looking at it now.

Not taking those fancy bottles and jars back then and only keeping a few gourds of wine was truly the right choice. It was laughable that all the diners in this hall were vain types, only knowing how to waste money on scams or brag and spout nonsense, with no one paying attention to the clear fragrance emanating from this corner.

Just as Yi Feng was sighing inwardly to himself, someone else spoke his line first!

"Good wine, truly good wine!"

Looking up.

It was actually the green-haired young master again, staring over with fiery eyes!

"It really is good wine!"

"This wine far surpasses any fine brew in this tavern!"

The young master's eyes were practically glowing green with desire, but his voice was lowered considerably, as if afraid of drawing attention, showing the kind of excitement one has upon encountering a peerless treasure.

One look, and you could tell this was someone who loved wine as much as life itself!

Well, well...

Who would have thought this rich second-gen heir would be such a wine connoisseur?

Even Yi Feng couldn't help but look at him with newfound respect, tactfully cupping his hands in a modest gesture.

"You flatter me."

Before he could speak again, that person actually picked up the various delicacies from his table and strode over, his face revealing a sincere desire to befriend Yi Feng.

"Brother, please don't blame me."

"I, your humble self, was blind earlier and spoke out of turn. If you don't mind, how about we share a table and drink together?"

Good heavens.

In the blink of an eye, he's proposing to share a table. He really does love wine as much as life itself!

It's hard to decline such earnest hospitality, so Yi Feng magnanimously agreed.

"Very well."

As the saying goes, no discord, no concord. Since the other party could bring over his expensive dishes to share a table, what did it matter if he shared some wine to make a friend?

Money isn't important; the key is that kindred spirits are hard to find.

More importantly, this green-haired second-gen heir clearly had something about him, an expert at enjoying the game of life. Perhaps he could even glean some other useful information!

The two hit it off immediately.

Sitting together at the same table, there was noticeably more familiarity in their eyes.

The green-haired young master cupped his hands in salute, delight appearing on his face.

"Thank you, brother."

"I am Gui Wanhai, born with a love for wine as strong as life itself. It's rare to meet someone like you who understands fine wine. Only now do I realize why you looked down on the fine brews here earlier. I am truly ashamed!"

Yi Feng waved his hand with a smile.

"My name is Yi Feng."

"There's no need for such formality. Since we are both people who appreciate wine, drinking together is a great pleasure. As the saying goes, 'For a congenial friend a thousand toasts are too few'."

Gui Wanhai pondered upon hearing this, the smile in his eyes deepening.

"'For a congenial friend a thousand toasts are too few, for a congenial friend a thousand toasts are too few'..."

"Marvelous, truly marvelous. Brother, you are not only knowledgeable about wine, but your literary talent is also extraordinary. Meeting today is truly one of life's great pleasures. Indeed, a thousand cups would be too few!"

After just a few words of exchange.

Gui Wanhai already felt a sense of astonishment, largely impressed by his first encounter with Yi Feng.

As the son of a Sea Lord, the future leader of the Primordial Sea Clan, his status was supremely noble. Unfortunately, his nature was unrestrained and carefree; he cared little for other matters, his sole passion being the appreciation of fine wine.

For tens of thousands of years.

This was the first time he had encountered such a kindred spirit, making him increasingly delighted.