I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1310: Legendary Figure
Previously on I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God...
The whole hall brimmed with awe and eagerness. All the elders figured the issue was already resolved.
Unexpectedly, Yi Feng displayed a hesitant look.
"This matter of becoming a disciple... let's forget about it."
He had no plans to pick up anyone's sword skills. Wandering into the Demon-Suppressing Prison was merely a brush with death. No matter how amazing that sword art might be, he couldn't accept such a free gift. That would be improper.
His words left the elders in shock.
The Divine Sword stood as an unparalleled sword technique. Innumerable folks outside would battle fiercely for just a peek at it, but now this prime chance to claim its legacy was being turned down?
How could that be!
This surprising twist stunned the group, their gazes bulging wide. They stayed rooted for a few moments before recovering, then rushed to convince him with fervent pleas!
"This..."
"Young friend Yi, you must not be joking!"
"Young friend, please think it over again! The Divine Sword is a peerless sword technique that countless dream of!"
Yi Feng's decision stood firm, refusing to benefit at others' expense.
Even with their nonstop urging, he stayed composed and resolute.
"Gentlemen, no need to press further. I really have no interest in sword techniques."
At these words, everyone stood dumbfounded, the mood growing a bit tense.
Right then, the hopeful grin on Old Guo's face dimmed somewhat. Confusion flickered in his eyes, and he stayed quiet for quite some time, apparently stuck in an awkward spot.
Luckily, Elder Tree caught on quickly. He leaned in toward Yi Feng and whispered.
"Young friend Yi, do you know Old Guo's background?"
Not keen on sword skills, so now using rank to push? He'd come across forced deals, but never forced lessons...
Yi Feng shook his head, puzzled.
Elder Tree pressed on, his face turning even graver.
"Old Guo rose to fame across the realm over ten thousand years back. Alone, he held off the demon race, his blade's glow freezing the Nine Provinces. The Divine Sword earns its title as the ultimate sword art!
"If Old Guo walked the outside world today, he'd be worshipped like a god by hordes of people. His feats command such esteem that even I, from the demon race, regard him with deepest honor. Plenty of mighty forces exist, but ones like Old Guo—who fight purely for justice and to guide the young—are truly scarce!
His tone rose as he went on, while the rest eyed Old Guo with deep respect.
Sensing those focused looks, Old Guo's demeanor softened a touch. He gripped his staff firmly and waited in silence, reclaiming his aura of deep enigma.
Seeing and hearing it all, Yi Feng felt a spark of interest.
"Truly scarce..."
"Pardon my ignorance, but what makes Old Guo earn such high regard from you all?"
Elder Tree chuckled at that, gazing at Old Guo with eyes full of admiration!
"Young friend Yi, since you made it into the Demon-Suppressing Prison, you must know of Frostwind Island?"
"Old Guo himself established this Frostwind Island long ago, raising legions of top cultivators to fend off the demon race, protecting all life, and defending Primal Star's tranquility across countless eras. With the Demon-Suppressing Prison still intact, Frostwind Island surely endures strong in the world!
"Such deeds, aiding ages to come—small wonder we revere him so!
By the finish, his statements boomed like proclamations!
The group turned to Old Guo, their stares brimming with respect!
Yi Feng felt a jolt of surprise too and quickly leaned in for a better view.
This glance finally revealed that Old Guo's features closely matched the massive statue from the outer sect. Though far more aged, the vigor in his eyes and brows matched exactly.
Goodness...
So he was that fabled legend!
Xu Qingyuan idolized him above all, raving endlessly about him during drinks. If Xu Qingyuan learned this hero lived on and could behold his presence firsthand, his eyes would bulge right out!
Noticing Yi Feng's awe at last, Old Guo offered a warm smile, his gaze carrying an elder's gentle warmth.
But the longer Yi Feng observed, the more stunned he grew. He couldn't hold back from asking,
"Old Guo..."
"You founded Frostwind Island. How did you end up trapped in this Demon-Suppressing Prison? You're not pulling my leg, right?"
Old Guo caressed his beard and let out a soft laugh.
When he replied, his eyes showed the weight of years gone by.
"That tale... stretches long."
"Back then, to shield all beings, I created Frostwind Island for raising the next generation. I never suspected I'd trust the wrong ally. A companion who seemed true and noble turned out a scheming opportunist. Betrayed by this traitor, I lost the fight for Frostwind Island's rule and, through one slip, tumbled into this trap."
"Past is past. Best leave it unspoken."
His brief remarks drew sighs of sorrow from the circle.
Not just the other elders fumed at the injustice of such disloyalty—even Yi Feng felt stirred by the account. Gazing at Old Guo's plight now, he found himself speechless for a moment.
The virtuous perish early, while villains endure forever.
That proverb rings so true!
Old Guo's pure sense of justice shone for all to see, yet he ended up with only a monument. Forgotten here in this lightless Demon-Suppressing Prison, even his own Frostwind Island seized by others...
Who wouldn't ache at such a story!
The air turned somber, yet Old Guo met their eyes with a kind, knowing grin.
"We cultivators grasp that everything stems from karma. Fleeting triumphs or falls mean little. Cling to your Dao-heart, and you'll rise to the Grand Dao in time."
"Crossing paths with you today, young friend, marks destiny's hand."
"Since you decline discipleship, this old one won't insist. The proposal came abruptly. Take a few days to mull it over."
These lines even caught Yi Feng off guard.
He never figured this elder would prove so generous. Such poise was unmatched, befitting that mythic powerhouse!
The others wore worried expressions, regret in their eyes as they sought to sway him.
"Old Guo?!"
"This!"
Amid their mixed looks, Old Guo just smiled lightly and gestured dismissal.
"Gentlemen, enough on this."
"The Divine Sword's legacy isn't casual. Coercing it won't yield true mastery. Allow young friend Yi some days to reflect."
"Even better, should young friend Yi grasp the mighty sword art and shatter the Demon-Suppressing Prison someday, this old man and you all could emerge to daylight, confronting our old scores and fates...
"After eons with our strength faded, stepping back outside spells unknown blessings or woes. We ought to ready ourselves too."
His points sank in, sobering the group.
After a few silent looks exchanged, they nodded in unison, hands clasped in salute.
"Right. Emerging to the world would bring waves of vengeance. Better plan ahead!
"Old Guo's insight runs deep."
"Yes. Old Guo sees ahead wisely. We rushed too much. Give young friend Yi a few days to decide."
"We follow Old Guo's guidance."
With full consensus, Old Guo nodded approvingly.
"Very well. We'll pause this for now. Such gatherings are scarce, and meeting a gifted youth like young friend Yi is special. Today, let's chat openly."
At that, the group settled into seats one by one.
Yi Feng, joining them, regarded the legend with esteem, warming to this noble soul. The words "of noble character and high prestige" suited him to a tee.
After some courteous talk, the vibe stayed a tad stiff.
Yi Feng shifted topics to ease things, while probing for details.
"I heard fierce demons lurk in the Demon-Suppressing Prison. Why have I only met you folks without spotting any demon race signs? Is it all hearsay?"
His question drew lifted heads from the men.
Elder Tree especially locked a stern stare on him, his lined face creased deeply!
"Young friend Yi, don't take it lightly!"
"This Demon-Suppressing Prison seems serene above, but dangers swirl below. Deeper levels hold greater threats. Demons not only hide there, but they're terrifyingly strong!
Yi Feng's mood lifted right away.
"Is it really that hazardous?!"