I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1379: An Unprecedented and Unrepeatable Opportunity

Over a thousand individuals encircling the tea stall stood utterly stupefied. The two elderly men within the stall were far more terrified, their wits nearly scared away; despite being at the heart of the event, it resembled an unreal dream.

The elder patriarch gazed shakily at the City Lord, his voice buzzing faintly like a frail mosquito.

This, this...

Why have your Excellencies visited our modest Qinghe Town...

The moment these words were uttered, the whole crowd anxiously glanced over. A veil of suspense, uncertain of blessing or curse, draped over the entire little town.

Even Chen Cangyun refrained from responding without leave.

Only the Star Lord, seated by himself, slowly turned his head, his gaze toward the thatched hut brimming with deep veneration.

We harbor no other motives for arriving here, merely to escort a senior in paying homage to Mr. Yi Feng.

These words instantly plunged the scene into utter silence.

Such an impressive array and deferential demeanor were solely for Mr. Yi Feng. This revelation proved even more alarming, unleashing shockwaves that drowned every heart present.

The countless stars illuminating the heavens before them were truly just for Mr. Yi Feng alone?

Mr. Yi Feng turned out to be so extraordinary...

The mouths of the thousands of men, women, and children almost hit the dirt!

A cold shiver raced down the old patriarch's back. Recalling his past attempt to guide Yi Feng, fear gripped him so tightly he couldn't raise his head. Xu Fengyue and the rest remained stunned; as memories of old incidents resurfaced, their breaths grew heavier.

The one who knew him best, Wei Xiaowei, let out an involuntary cry!

Mr... Mr. Yi Feng?!

In an instant, the young maiden's eyes shook wildly. She instinctively clamped her hand over her mouth, yet failed to stifle her dazed whispers. The astonishment surging in her heart required no explanation.

To imagine Mr. Yi Feng as such a mighty immortal...

And I kept disturbing him, frequently delivering food and garments, which he always accepted. Reflecting on it now, it's utterly mortifying...

That whisper was extremely soft.

Amid the stunned multitude of thousands, it was barely noticeable.

Yet, with the formidable powers seated at the tea stall, they caught every word clearly. Upon discovering the girl's intimate ties to Mr. Yi Feng—even as a mere mortal—many experts couldn't resist appraising her.

The Star Lord cast a subtle glance downward, a spark flickering in his eyes.

He promptly smiled warmly and regarded her with approval.

Little girl...

You seem to possess great talent for the immortal path. Might you consider cultivating the Dao? If willing, would you take me as your master?

These gentle words once more stunned the crowd, twisting their faces in shock.

Beyond the astonishment gripping Qinghe Town's residents, the various powerhouses in the tea stall displayed intricate expressions in secret. Some sighed regretfully, while others betrayed jealousy.

The unremarkable Wei Xiaowei abruptly became the center of attention.

She never dreamed the Star Lord would seek her as a disciple. Such fortune was rarer than a fantasy. Right then, she froze in place, unable to respond.

Luckily, the quick-thinking old patriarch yanked her forward to kneel and kowtow.

P-paying respects to Master...

Excellent, excellent.

The Star Lord nodded smilingly. An air of excitement slowly permeated the gathering. Qinghe Town's people swelled with pride, the delight easing some prior strain.

Maybe buoyed by acquiring a disciple, the Star Lord grew even more approachable, lavishing treasures in quick succession. The other dignitaries followed suit, leaving the mayor and companions in trembling reverence.

For a while, the thrill of heavenly immortal fate rippled everywhere.

The old patriarch brimmed with elation, his face locked in grins as he waited patiently aside. This day marked his life's pinnacle, and a glorious milestone for Qinghe Town's lineage.

An chance like this was utterly without precedent!

With years of cultivation sharpening his insight, the old patriarch perceived matters keenly. He understood full well that these lavish offerings stemmed from deference to Mr. Yi Feng's prestige.

As the townsfolk buzzed with delighted whispers, the old patriarch and tea stall elites directed gazes of profound awe toward the thatched hut.

Yet within the eagerly watched thatched dwelling, serenity reigned supreme.

In the modest courtyard.

Yi Feng lounged at the stone table, methodically brewing tea for himself. His graceful motions captivated like a masterpiece scroll.

By his side sat the Lord of Yuan Star, Gu Daofang, reverence filling his eyes, careful not to exhibit any impropriety.

After brief pleasantries.

He grinned, clasped his fists, accepted the pristine tea, and seized the chance to voice gratitude with a sigh.

Thank you, Senior.

Your sword stroke at Cangyuan Hall previously was utterly fearsome. This junior recalls it sharply even now. To witness Senior's poise unchanged today is my utmost privilege.

For the esteemed Lord of Yuan Star to perch so rigidly here, uttering such meek words, would astound the world for eons if witnessed.

Nevertheless.

With none else in the courtyard at that instant, Yi Feng remained composed, serene as with any common acquaintance. Noting the other's anticipatory stare upon looking up, he discerned much. From politeness, he responded mildly.

You've traveled far; doubtless, some issue prompts your visit. Speak your mind openly.

Gu Daofang's veneration intensified, prompting him to rise swiftly and bow.

Senior's vision pierces all; this junior holds boundless awe.

Frankly, I'm reluctant to mention it, ashamed to disrupt your tranquility. Regrettably, this concerns Yuan Star's very rise, decline, and the fate of all life. I could only impudently intrude.

I beseech Senior's pardon to let this junior lay it all out.

These statements signaled to Yi Feng a grave affair.

Observing Gu Daofang's tense yet deferential stance anew, he sighed softly in resignation.

Sigh...

Tranquility proved fleeting after all.

Moments of leisure passed all too swiftly. This basic, everyday joy was fated not to endure. Since Chen Cangyun's intrusion, such calm had grown scarce.

Yi Feng had foreseen this, though not its swift arrival.

Yet with events unfolding thus, and the visitor pleading so earnestly, assuming extra burdens mattered little.

Yi Feng nodded faintly, gesturing invitingly with his hand.

Sit and explain.

Elation lit Gu Daofang's eyes at this. He bowed deeply, sat promptly, and began.

Thank you, Senior.

As Senior perceives plainly, alarming presences have lately emerged across my Yuan Star. These auras feel utterly alien and overwhelmingly dominant. Several rival this junior's own strength.

For Yuan Star's steadiness, this junior trailed them over days, even pinpointing one via its trace. Unexpectedly, the shadowy figure proved immensely powerful. Our clash ended in a draw, and he vanished instantly. Pursuit yielded no further leads...

By the conclusion, Gu Daofang's visage darkened gravely. He paused respectfully, glancing over, shame lurking deep in his gaze, reluctant to continue.

Yi Feng set aside his teacup calmly and responded coolly.

Thus, your distant journey seeks my aid in pursuing that shadowy enigma?