I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1290: The Star Lord Is Actually Me

Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
Qing Huan Xiang and Gui Shoutian refuse Nangong Yifang's request for aid and attempt to depart, prompting the Star Lord to unleash his wrath and cultivation in a display of dominance. Effortlessly dispelling his attack with a wave, the two elders reveal their vastly superior strength, leaving Nangong Yifang stunned and humbled by the reversal of power. Shifting to deference, he invites them to stay and confesses his true plight as a discarded pawn from the Child Star, pleading to share in their heaven-defying opportunity. The elders exchange puzzled glances and privately deliberate on his sincerity and potential loyalty to Shadow Isle.

With just a couple of shared looks, the duo had already devised their approach.

No quick reply came from them. Instead, Qing Huanxiang kept pressing forward.

"Star Master, earlier you mentioned needing to wipe out the outsider threat. That cultivator remains alive. Should you depart alongside us, how do you plan to address this issue?"

"Should this individual disrupt Lan Star's grand balance down the line, the fault would fall squarely on you."

Nangong Yifang had laid bare his honest sentiments, and these remarks only deepened his stirred emotions.

For countless millennia, he seemed radiant and boundless, reigning over Lan Star as its Star Master. Truth be told, he was merely an abandoned piece, watching over this crumbling Lan Star without a glimmer of promise.

At his cultivation stage, typical mortal worlds lacked the means for further progress. Serving as Star Master proved pointless, offering only a barrage of trivial duties to manage.

One day, conflicts between sects demanded his attention; the next, he delved into borders shared by different races...

A ceaseless torrent of tasks, stacking up like an unyielding peak right in front of him.

In these conditions, how could he muster the will to chase the Great Dao?

Even worse, the world's events adhered to fixed cycles. As Star Master, any choice he made, no matter how minor, could swell into massive waves, ultimately engulfing all of Lan Star.

A single misstep, and his rulings might tangle in karma that sapped his vitality, demanding extra effort to untangle. Neglect it, and his mindset for the future would suffer.

Star Master?

It amounted to a grueling, unrewarding burden.

With these thoughts swirling, Nangong released a deep sigh.

"Ah..."

"Truthfully, I never really meant to slay that fellow. He was overly haughty, and with my breakthrough to the higher realm looming, I needed to clear my karmic bonds and banish stray ideas, leading to this hasty action."

"Provided you two fellow Daoists agree to bring me on this quest for fortune, the rest fades away! Worst case, I'll handle that karma later on."

His words flowed more freely now, as though he had pierced through all illusions. The lofty demeanor of the Star Master from earlier vanished, replaced by a resolute spirit focused on the Dao.

Clearly, for this chance, he was ready to abandon all other concerns.

Gui Shoutian heard this, his features twisting in shock.

"Hiss..."

"That's... remarkably bold, right?"

"As the Star Master, chosen by the Child Star for this divine role, you can't simply choose to walk away. Are you sure you can ditch your duties like that?"

"Should Lan Star's broader fate shift afterward, the weight of it all lands on you."

This inquiry caught the Star Master off guard, leaving him momentarily speechless.

Qing Huanxiang shot him a look, rose gradually, and then addressed him.

"Pursuing chances holds no blame. Yet first, sort out your personal matters. When your Dao heart stands solid and clear of hindrances, we'll discuss next steps."

The pair of elders tore open the void and departed.

Regardless of the man's plight or his urgent desire, they couldn't recklessly escort a dubious figure to Shadow Island.

The pavilion grew utterly quiet, with Nangong Yifang left sitting stiffly by himself.

After deep reflection lasting ages, his expression blended turmoil and sorrow, as he stared far off at the clouds painted in dawn hues. Long-suppressed yearning and despair flickered in his gaze.

Folks claim the Star Master role is splendid, the ultimate authority over Lan Star. But this coveted spot had turned into chains for him, dimming the Great Dao that once felt within reach.

How could he shatter these loathsome bonds and, along the way, fix the karma sparked by that invading cultivator...

After staring at the cloud expanse for what seemed forever, a spark ignited in Nangong Yifang's eyes, like a stroke of genius had struck.

He smacked the table, leaped to his feet with vigor, ripped through the void, and dashed off!

...

Half a day passed.

Under the Sea Clan's lead, Nangong Yifang reached the North Ming Deep Sea at last.

Through extensive searches across stacked palaces and chambers, he spotted Yi Feng, perched idly on a jade stair!

When foes cross paths, eyes ought to burn with rage.

But Nangong displayed pure delight, marched up, and offered a courteous bow!

"Sir, it's been ages!"

Seeing the refined, well-attired middle-aged figure advance with hands cupped, Yi Feng stood puzzled. The tone rang a bell, yet the face looked entirely unfamiliar.

"Who might you be...?"

Nangong Yifang paused briefly, then chuckled heartily.

"Ah... hahaha."

"Sir, I'm Nangong Yifang, the Star Master. We crossed paths once at the Fallen God Hall!"

At those words, a gleam of starlight danced in Yi Feng's eyes!

He smacked his leg, yanked out his massive sword, and sprang upright!

"It's you!?"

"You survived after all? Amazing! That's the mark of a real powerhouse. Just as I thought of the Star Master! Come for payback? Let's clash in an epic five hundred round showdown!"

Yi Feng surged with battle fervor, thrilled and delighted.

Clutching his huge sword firm, his blood raced hot. The earlier letdown vanished, replaced by a surge of life's purpose right there!

Yet.

The man showed zero interest in combat. Rather, he pulled forth a token and offered it palms up.

"Sir, you've got it wrong."

"I didn't arrive to battle. My intent is to hand over the Star Master title to you!"

???

Yi Feng's eyes bulged, his visage etched with bewilderment!

"What in the world...?"

What's up with this fellow?

In our last clash, he acted all superior and grand. I trashed his base, and here he is now. It's weird enough he's not out for blood, but yielding his spot?

What sort of twisted reasoning is that!

Before Yi Feng could grasp it, Nangong Yifang fondled his beard grinning, his tone growing ever more pleased.

"Taking on the Star Master mantle suits you perfectly—it's what everyone wants!"

"Your power makes you fully fit to command Lan Star. It's an earned privilege, and none would challenge it! Plus, you razed the Fallen God Hall. With the Fallen God Lands now without a head, you can't simply leave it be. Step up and fix it yourself. That's your karma."

Without giving Yi Feng time to reply, Nangong Yifang pressed the token into his grasp amid a flurry of words.

"By logic and fate, no one else deserves the Star Master seat but you!"

"Here's the Star Master's Token. A bit of your blood seals the bond. From this point, guiding Lan Star under your rule promises steady growth and endless splendor!"

"This encounter ties up our karma!"

"You'll rise to peaks untold, basking in countless accolades, while I roam like a carefree crane, savoring life's pleasures. Each in our bliss—how perfect!"

"Hahaha..."

As Nangong Yifang raced across the ocean waves, his lighthearted laughs rang through the North Ming.

Gazing at the boundless blue waters, a profound ease and joy washed over him like never before. The chains of myriad years shattered at last, leaving his soul unburdened.

Ahead lay open skies for eagles to soar; endless seas for whales to dive unbound!

His mind alight with that grand prospect, Nangong Yifang eagerly messaged his pair of old companions.

Pressing onward without pause, his gaze brimmed with thrill.

"Hahaha..."

"At last, free from this Star Master hassle, and I even cleared that karma! What a clever scheme hitting two targets at once... I'm a true mastermind!"

His joyous peals reverberated across the vast skies and lands, his elation bursting forth!

Within the underwater palace depths, Yi Feng sat stunned, clutching the token in total chaos.

What the heck...

I'm out here chasing death at every turn, so how did this curse drop from nowhere!?

Stirring up massive chaos, slaughtering Fallen God Palace folks, even demolishing the Fallen God Hall... shouldn't that mean I owe a thousand or eight hundred deaths?

How'd I end up as the Star Master all of a sudden?

Damn it!

For over a month, I've hunted the Star Master, only to find it's me all along?!

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