I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1302: Justice

At dawn the following day.

Yi Feng had barely risen when, prior to preparing his customary tea, a group of finely attired servants appeared out of nowhere, bearing an assortment of blooms and greenery, trailed by heaps of lavish presents. This was apparently the perk of securing a spot on the Heavenly Ranking. He stood there in complete bewilderment.

Good lord.

The fabled Heavenly Ranking truly lives up to its reputation!

From what Brother Xu had shared, Yi Feng had inexplicably climbed onto the Heavenly Ranking. Remembering the jealous gleam in his elder sibling's eyes, he'd dismissed it as banter back then, yet it proved entirely real.

Joy arrived so abruptly; the shift in perks happened at breakneck speed!

Confronted by a chamber overflowing with presents, Yi Feng sensed a touch of unease. While he mulled over the reason for this abrupt honor, calls for entry echoed once more.

"Fellow Daoist Yi, we've arrived to pay homage upon hearing of your renown. Forgive our unannounced visit and kindly bear with us."

Upon catching those sounds, Yi Feng emerged from his quarters.

Approaching the yard's entrance, he spotted a handful of cultivators offering bows, their faces alight with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. At the forefront stood Xu Qingyuan, also holding a modest offering.

Recognizing familiar faces, Yi Feng paid it no mind.

He moved aside to usher them inside, greeting the thrilled visitors as they entered the dwelling.

Following light banter, the assembly buzzed with heightened thrill and delight, extending well-wishes through repeated fist salutes.

"Heartfelt congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for your splendid rise to the Heavenly Ranking!"

"Fellow Daoist Yi, your inclusion on the Heavenly Ranking has at last avenged our long-standing grudge as mortal-star cultivators!"

"Fellow Daoist Yi's genius stands unmatched; now we mortal-star folk can lift our chins with pride!"

"Indeed! Before, those sub-star prodigies scorned us all, barely acknowledging us mortal-star cultivators. But yesterday, as the golden inscription of the ranking materialized and revealed Fellow Daoist Yi's name, their shock was priceless! Recalling it still brings such glee!"

"That An Shixuan got thoroughly trounced by Fellow Daoist Yi earlier, and now he's eclipsed on the Heavenly Ranking too—talk about the ultimate unwitting ally, right? Bet his wounds are flaring up from sheer rage at this moment."

"Hahaha..."

Their chatter grew more animated with each exchange, culminating in everyone standing as one to salute Yi Feng with clasped hands!

"Fellow Daoist's prowess is unparalleled. You've earned honor for us mortal-star cultivators. We hold you in utmost reverence and pledge our loyalty henceforth, ready to serve you devotedly without a second thought!"

This abrupt, resolute gesture evoked the bold camaraderie of ancient martial oaths.

In that instant, Yi Feng vaguely grasped that his Heavenly Ranking position owed much to that earlier young master?

What on earth was unfolding here.

He'd merely roughed up a delicate, handsome lad and abruptly gained notoriety.

Yi Feng couldn't help but chuckle wryly in amusement and mild frustration, quickly aiding them to rise.

"You're all overstating it."

"As fellow mortal-star cultivators, we ought to aid and uplift one another. Such vows of service go too far. If it's agreeable, wouldn't it be better to just gather casually for some drinks when time allows?"

His straightforward words, warm expression, and earnest delivery radiated approachable charm.

Even as a pinnacle figure on the Heavenly Ranking, he retained this humble, relaxed, and generous air. A fitting embodiment of the once-in-a-lifetime prodigy from a mortal star!

The visitors revered him deeper still, their satisfaction swelling boundless.

Laughter rang ceaselessly through the refined little courtyard, fostering a bond of true fellowship that deepened by the moment.

At the same time, beyond the courtyard's dwelling.

A cluster of women alighted softly. Their cosmetics were flawless, their outfits provocative—evidently preened with intent, eager to connect with Yi Feng, the hotly trending Heavenly Ranking luminary.

The woman at the helm exuded daring confidence. Her flowing gown of translucent silk accentuated her blush, enhancing her already captivating beauty to mesmerizing heights. Subtle glimpses teased just enough to stir the blood.

These enchanting forms glided forward with graceful, enticing strides, their figures fluid and irresistibly alluring.

Having crossed the timeworn monument etched with "Luo Xia Heavenly Residence," they neared the welcoming antique portal.

Abruptly!

A striking silhouette in opulent garb swooped down, halting them with a frosty glare.

"Junior Sister!"

"What brings you here? You realize I've searched high and low for you?!"

The arrival was none other than An Shixuan.

Young Master An's garb remained pristine today, his wounds evidently mended, recapturing much of his prior poise. Still, a shadow dulled his former appeal, stripping away his old charisma.

His commanding presence drew only cool disinterest from the nearby ethereal beauties.

The lead woman averted her eyes and tilted her head, a smug arc gracing her crimson lips.

"Ah, it's Senior Brother An..."

"Senior Brother, mind your decorum."

"We merely trained side by side on Blizzard Island. Such familiar terms ill suit our bond. This lowly one heads to honor Senior Brother Yi. I request Senior Brother An refrain from harassing me, to avoid any misconceptions by Senior Brother Yi."

An Shixuan froze briefly at her retort, then fury blazed in his widened eyes!

"What?!"

"You... how dare you address me so?! Lu Miaoke, I recall vividly how you brazenly forced your way into my quarters, tears streaming as you pleaded for my safeguarding!"

His piercing cry resounded. The beauty in the gossamer dress whipped around too, her gaze brimming with bitterness!

Their stares clashed, sparks of enmity igniting at once!

"An Shixuan, do you fancy yourself that lofty Young Master An still?"

"Hmph!"

"Senior Brother Yi shattered your limbs in mere strikes. Your cultivation amounts to little. Failing to claim a Heavenly Ranking slot now, you've shamed yourself utterly. On what grounds do you presume to command me?!"

"You're nothing but a spoiled heir leaning on lineage. You don't measure up to a single digit of Senior Brother Yi's might!"

An Shixuan's cheeks burned crimson at these barbs, erupting in a harsh, mocking cackle!

"Ha, hahaha!"

"I can't rival him? He's mere refuse from a mortal star! How could he ever match this young master?!"

"Don't imagine I fail to see your schemes. You're just a loose flower who's sampled every garden! No genuine elite on the Heavenly Ranking would spare you a look. You slink here only because he stumbled into the ranking and hails from a mortal star!"

These barbs shattered all facades!

Exposing such sordid secrets under the open sky tarnished their images irreparably. Lu Miaoke quaked in wrath, her scarlet lips trembling. The trailing women in flowing attire blanched then flushed in waves.

As divine senses from nearby immortal isle homes swept inquisitively, the confrontation risked boiling over.

Lu Miaoke and her fairy companions yielded reluctantly. With an irate sweep of their diaphanous sleeves, they stormed off in indignation.

Their scornful glares laid bare without restraint, abandoning An Shixuan to seethe through clenched teeth!

He, the illustrious Young Master An, a celebrated talent of Blizzard Island! By heritage and standing, when had he endured such relentless slights?!

With icy fixation on the receding elegant shapes, An Shixuan clutched his jade fan vise-like!

"This young master vows to exact your toll!"

He shot a venomous stare toward the merry courtyard dwelling. Bereft of his erstwhile flair, eyes now pooling with malice, this young master rent the space and vanished!

Shortly thereafter.

In a thriving metropolis of a sub-star.

An Shixuan alighted with haughty stride, marching directly to the grandest array of palaces and pavilions.

Upon touching down in the core assembly chamber and recounting the tale to his sire, predictably, the elder exploded in fury, pounding the desk as he surged upright with a bellow of ire!

"Preposterous!"

"Some lowly mortal-star practitioner dares usurp my son's deserved Heavenly Ranking position! No further words needed; foul play must be afoot!"

After venting more furious outbursts, the formidable An Daohai swept his sleeve commandingly.

"Xuan'er, your father won't allow this wrong to stand!"

"The An Family endures no such inequity!"

"No more prattle. Accompany your father back to Blizzard Island to seek redress. We'll reclaim your due and slay that cunning, evasive mortal-star vermin!"

Beholding his father's authoritative declaration and bearing, An Shixuan's gaze sparkled with zeal, a flicker of his natural arrogance resurfacing.

"My gratitude, Father!"

After swift readying, the pair tore the void anew and sped to Snowstorm Island.

In mere moments.

Father and son materialized within the Heavenly Hall. Guided by a premier disciple, they advanced assuredly into the Venerable's annex. This exalted domain imposed no burden on them. Backed by their unassailable lineage, entry here was their birthright.

They settled poised in the ornate seats, exuding unflappable poise.

Such was the aura forged from prestige and pedigree, an inherent regal presence!

After a brief wait.

Yuwen Qianyue at last entered. After courteous greetings upon seating, her manner turned notably reserved.

Noting how even the storied Venerable accorded him deference, An Shixuan swelled with assurance. He sat firm, anticipating the unfolding. Ere departing these halls, certainty already brimmed within him.

An Daohai projected greater authority, cutting straight to the chase.

"Venerable Yuwen."

"My son lost his Celestial Ranking berth to a mortal star cultivator. Are you informed of this affair?"

Yuwen Qianyue inclined her head serenely, her visage impeccably composed.

"The event transpired as such."

"The Celestial Ranking honors prowess. Though originating from a mortal star, his triumph was earned fair and square. No notion of 'usurpation' applies to your son's position."

Her firm response sealed all loopholes, granting no leeway.

At this, An Shixuan's eyes shadowed, fingers digging into his seat's arm.

His father, though, stayed utterly collected. A glance quelled his son's impulse, then he proceeded measuredly, a sly grin spreading.

"Heh."

"Venerable, you jest. How might a trivial mortal star cultivator surpass my son? Irregularity surely taints this incident."

Yuwen Qianyue held firm, countenance rigidly formal.

"Yi Feng bested your son. Word of this has circulated widely."

This revelation jolted An Daohai abruptly.

After a moment's reflection, iciness laced his voice as he retorted.

"My son bore prior wounds then! A win via ambush doesn't prove genuine dominance!"

"One thousand jin of Sky Desolate Jade!"

"I offer one thousand jin of Sky Desolate Jade, seeking solely Snowstorm Island's probe into the facts and vindication for my son!"

On this occasion, Yuwen Qianyue offered no reply.

Sky Desolate Jade ranked as premier refining essence, crucial for sustaining Snowstorm Island's prodigies. Across endless eras of use, the isle hungered for fresh reserves of such valuables.

Yet a prodigy like Yi Feng was exceedingly scarce. Should he flourish ahead, his worth would eclipse these resources handily!

An Daohai's eyes slitted faintly as he pressed on.

"Ten thousand jin!"

"Ten thousand jin of Sky Desolate Jade!"

Yuwen Qianyue lifted her gaze at the bid, yet silence persisted.

An Daohai gnashed his teeth and abruptly smote his chair's arm!

"Ten thousand jin of Sky Desolate Jade, alongside one Sky Transformation Pill! I demand only equity!"

A Sky Transformation Pill...

That elixir of legend could forge a Desolate Realm Sky Transformation powerhouse, even birthing a flawless external avatar!

At length.

Doubt flickered across Yuwen Qianyue's features, her vermilion lips parting to voice.

"The Celestial Ranking has been proclaimed. Regardless of your son's extenuations, alteration proves impossible. Still, should the inquiry uncover true foulness, precedent exists for revising the roster..."

This elicited a grin from An Daohai.

"Your wisdom shines, Venerable. I trust Snowstorm Island upholds fairness. We regret the intrusion today and seek your forbearance. We'll depart now."

With a deliberate salute of appreciation, An Daohai discreetly deposited an antique band, then exited the annex alongside his son, whose eyes gleamed with triumph.