I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1288: What the Hell Is a Star Master

Darkness slowly descended upon the night.

Vibrant neon lights illuminated the city, while the aunties who danced in the square started heading back to their homes. This marked the moment when the young crowd kicked off their evening adventures.

After exchanging a few more sharp remarks, Qing Huan Xiang and Gui Shoutian pulled in their fishing lines together and began making their way back.

Having shared a bond for over ten thousand years, they were used to this competitive banter. It formed an unspoken part of their relationship; regardless of the biting words, their deep friendship remained untouched.

Walking casually down the street, the pair of elderly men gazed at the city's glowing lights with a touch of nostalgia.

In this relaxed evening atmosphere, after only a short distance of several dozen paces, both men suddenly stopped short, sensing something amiss.

A flicker of shadow crossed Qing Huan Xiang's gaze as he subtly turned his head.

"Did you get the message from Nangong Yifang?"

Gui Shoutian gave a slight nod, irritation evident in his eyes.

"Yes, I got it as well."

"That old guy came down to Lan Star and claimed the role of Star Lord tens of thousands of years back. He's been firmly rooted here ever since, constantly acting superior. For him to call us now out of the blue, it's likely bad news."

Qing Huan Xiang responded with a faint, indifferent smile.

"Brother Gui has a point."

"Still, he is the Star Lord after all. With him calling a meeting, we ought to show up, if just to show some respect and think about the well-being of our billions of people in the future."

At these words, though frustration lingered in Gui Shoutian's eyes, he let out a sigh and agreed with a nod.

"Ah..."

"Never mind, never mind. Let's do it for the sake of our offspring."

"Truth be told, I've never had much respect for that Nangong Yifang. Leaning on his roots from a Prime Star, he struts around with that condescending attitude, scorning folks like us from regular stars. Who does he think he is!"

"This time around, we'll just check out whatever spectacle he's staging. If it's not crucial, we'll pop in and head out!"

Qing Huan Xiang let out a light chuckle at this and flicked his hand, tearing open a rift in the space ahead.

The duo stowed their fishing gear and stepped through, vanishing in an instant.

Upon emerging once more, they found themselves on a hidden immortal peak within Lan Star.

The heavens were awash with rosy hues, and faint celestial tunes floated through the breeze.

Perched above the cloud ocean, inside a refined jade pavilion, a misty silhouette sat in quiet contemplation of the horizon, radiating an air of ease. His flowing robe, draping elegantly to the floor, was stunningly ornate, instantly evoking a profound sense of enigma to any onlooker.

Observing that unchanging pose held for tens of thousands of years, Gui Shoutian couldn't resist transmitting a mental curse!

"This old fox is still a master at theatrics!"

"He calls us over, but lounges there all enigmatic. It's not as if we haven't crossed paths before. What's the need for all this intimidation?"

Qing Huan Xiang shot him a subtle glance and then made a welcoming gesture with his hand.

The two elders advanced with steady strides, crossing cloud-stepped trails and blooming gardens, arriving directly before the breezy pavilion. As soon as they paused, a calm voice echoed forth.

"Gentlemen, it's been some time."

The soft tone was enigmatic, showing no hint of emotion, like a divine melody echoing around.

Right then, the foggy immortal haze enveloping the pavilion gradually cleared. The striking middle-aged man seated within smiled as he regarded them, extending a hand in a leisurely invite.

"Please, take a seat."

His invitation came off as somewhat offhand rather than warm.

He made no move to stand and welcome them, nor did he add any extra chatter. Even the teacups on the table sat inverted, with no sign of preparing any brew. It all felt insincere, almost dismissive.

Qing Huan Xiang entered the pavilion with a blank expression. Gui Shoutian, too impatient for any greetings, trailed behind without a word.

They both settled into seats across from him at the same time, delivering a courteous fist-clasp salute.

"Star Lord, what urgent business prompted your sudden summons?"

Looking at the pair now seated opposite, Nangong Yifang's mouth edged into a slight curve as he started with unhurried small talk.

"No hurry, no hurry."

"I brought you here for a matter of real importance, of course."

"This issue carries immense weight, and only the two of you can address it."

The official-sounding manner began to grate on Gui Shoutian, who couldn't hold back from interrupting once more!

"Star Lord, just get to the point."

Nangong Yifang shifted his attention at this, eyeing the old turtle briefly before replying with a more serious look.

"Very well, I'll speak straightforwardly then."

"Lately, a strange disturbance has arisen in Lan Star's Godfall. There's this troublesome cultivator who's killed off several elders from the Godfall Palace and left its halls in rubble. This individual is wildly out of control and now endangers the balance of Lan Star..."

Midway in his explanation, Qing Huan Xiang and Gui Shoutian caught on completely.

So this old schemer had run into a tough spot and only now dragged them in, hoping they'd handle the fierce adversary. Quite the scheme!

Events unfolded exactly as anticipated.

In the next instant, Nangong Yifang fixed them with gravely serious eyes.

"This fellow's power in cultivation is exceptionally strong, beyond what typical forces can manage. After deep thought, I have no choice but to ask you two to step in, for Lan Star's tranquility, and wipe out this menace!"

His statement hung in the air, plunging the elegant pavilion into utter quiet for a few moments.

Qing Huan Xiang maintained a faint smile while slowly clasping his fists.

"Star Lord, I must beg your pardon. I've stepped away from the world for countless years. With you overseeing Lan Star's affairs, all will go smoothly per our old pact. Regarding this disturbance, I'm afraid I truly can't assist."

Watching his companion dodge the request, Gui Shoutian grasped the situation fully.

He mirrored the smile, clasped his fists, and gave his own polite refusal.

"Heh..."

"Star Lord, you're pulling my leg. This old man is weak and worn out, far from his prime days. As all know, I've hidden away for tens of thousands of years. How could I presume to challenge an outer threat?"

These two weren't pushovers; they'd never serve as tools for another's schemes. Nangong Yifang had reveled in power for ages, but now facing trouble, he expected them to fix it? No one would stoop to tidying up his chaos!

Following their back-to-back declines, the pair rose together in sync, no words needed between them.

"We can't lend a hand. We trust the Star Lord comprehends. Farewell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Yifang's face darkened noticeably. His icy gaze lifted to lock on them for a brief span before he uttered again, his tone now radiating a heavy pressure!

"Hold on!"

Those two crisp words packed a tremendous weight that struck like a blow!

Anger laced his voice clearly, much deeper than prior, stripped of its former poise and grace. It appeared he was on the verge of flipping the script to aggression.

Before they could respond, he continued with a deep, weighted demand!

"You two..."

"Though you stand as my peers, and we set that three-way equilibrium long ago, minds our separate domains, remember I am the Star Lord named by the Prime Star! Here on Lan Star, my command is supreme!”

"Renowned as you are, Demon Lord and Sea Lord alike, you can't just brush off my call, right?"

"With Lan Star teetering on the edge, I summoned you knowing this. You ought to pitch in for the planet's sake too. Dodging this vital duty means facing the repercussions—think carefully!”

He leaned right into his rank to bully them, his speech dripping with haughty dominance.

A classic old official!

Blast, that strong backing sure breeds cockiness!

Even after so much time, his irritating vibe persisted. Temperamental types would struggle to stomach such overbearing arrogance.

Qing Huan Xiang dropped the niceties too. With a smile, he clasped his hands behind and replied.

"Heh."

"The Star Lord hails from a noble line, your cultivation towering over ours. Yet as Lan Star's ruler, isn't handling this your duty?"

"Given your superior strength and heritage, plus backing from Prime Star heavyweights, crushing a single cultivator should be a breeze for you. Why drag us relics into the fray?"

This bold retort caught him off guard.

Yet it carried undeniable reason, hard to counter on the spot.

Nangong Yifang's face soured further at this, forcing out some vague, formal dodges.

"At present... I can't intervene personally!"

"I face constraints you don't need to probe. The details stay secret. Otherwise, I wouldn't call on you two. No matter what, you have to remove this threat!"

Can't intervene?

Ha.

So used to lording over everyone, always delegating the grunt work while he soaks up the fame and respect, shoving the messy jobs onto others, eh?

Waste energy playing his thug? Better to return to Shadow Island for some fishing.

Back on Shadow Island, a Star Lord means squat!