I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1442: Hope is Within Sight

As soon as Yun Yaoyao concluded her statement, the attendant who had been pushing the wheelchair discreetly retreated.

From the wheelchair, the middle-aged man who was seated gazed with profound emotion.

"After exhausting all possible avenues, we have finally witnessed the Master's arrival. My years serving as a manager have not been in vain; every bit of effort proves worthwhile."

Upon uttering these words, the elder standing quietly at the forefront let out a protracted sigh of relief.

"Phew..."

"Manager Liu speaks the truth, yet this particular endeavor was exceptionally arduous."

"To initiate the Divine Origin Dreamscape is no simple feat. Even for me, the cost was substantial; I nearly succumbed to old age right here. Thankfully, its completion is now achieved, and more importantly, the Master has successfully entered. Otherwise, even if it depleted my very essence, a second activation would be impossible."

The elder appeared utterly spent, his already weathered face etched with even deeper lines, resembling gnarled, ancient wood. The immense strain was evident.

Observing his frail state, both Yun Yaoyao and the manager offered respectful bows.

"Elder Huai, your efforts have been immense."

"Had Elder Huai not intervened, this plan could never have proceeded with such flawless execution!"

Acknowledging their words, the elder nodded and gestured lightly with his hand.

"At present, our other comrades are occupied across various domains, each shouldering significant duties. Activating the Divine Origin Dreamscape was merely my assigned role; no elaborate praise is necessary."

"So long as it facilitates the Master's return, we would readily forfeit everything without a second thought."

These pronouncements resonated deeply with the two, prompting their agreement.

"Elder Huai speaks with absolute correctness. It is indeed the duty of us all."

Amidst the shared sentiment, the manager discreetly presented a high-quality Huazi cigarette. With practiced ease, he lit it for Elder Huai, who drew several slow puffs, momentarily alleviating the profound exhaustion gripping his body.

In a flash, the cigarette was half consumed. The ash was delicately flicked away, carried by the breeze and vanishing before their eyes.

Witnessing this simple action, the manager's thoughts drifted into reminiscence.

Once upon a time.

When all the celestial beings convened, a scene of boundless passion and valor unfolded.

Now.

Circumstances persisted, yet individuals had transformed. Only a select few old companions could be encountered periodically. Many remained engrossed in executing the grand design. The landscape was no longer as it once was, and the splendor of antiquity had faded.

The countless events spanning eternity had long since dispersed with the passing winds.

Stirred by the reflection, the manager felt compelled to light a cigarette for himself as well.

Then, his gaze lifted towards the horizon.

Within his field of vision, the doors of the Linglong Pavilion were firmly closed, yet curious passersby, drawn by the lingering fragrance, still congregated nearby, lending a semblance of liveliness to the area.

This spectacle further moved the manager. As he exhaled a plume of smoke, he softly articulated his thoughts.

"Phew..."

"The Master has already embarked upon the Divine Origin Dreamscape. Our task now is simply to await the arrival of that specific individual, who will then also enter. Following that, we must patiently anticipate their joint reappearance in the world, marking the moment of our collective reunion."

"I can only wonder when that person will arrive, or how much longer we must endure until that day of reunion."

The instant these words left his lips.

A yearning expression surfaced in Yun Yaoyao's eyes as she cast a thoughtful glance back at Elder Huai.

Elder Huai discarded the smoldering cigarette butt and spoke with deliberate slowness.

"Now that the Divine Origin Dreamscape has been unveiled, all preparations are complete. That individual will also arrive shortly. We need only maintain a patient vigil."

"The day of our reunion draws near."

Upon hearing this, a subtle gleam illuminated the eyes of both Yun Yaoyao and the manager.

Following an extended period of bitter anticipation, the day of reunion was finally on the cusp of arrival.

This thought infused them with renewed vigor, causing all past hardships and sufferings to dissipate like the smoke drifting before their eyes.

Perceiving their resolute countenances, Elder Huai recognized the futility of further discourse.

Just as he was about to depart, he turned back and issued a quiet reminder.

"The two of you."

"The entirety of this responsibility now falls upon your shoulders."

"Having successfully initiated the Divine Origin Dreamscape, my task concludes, allowing me to retire and resume my guardianship of that well. Our paths diverge here. May fate grant us a reunion when all our cherished companions have returned."

His aged voice gradually faded, and his stooped form receded into the distance.

Beneath their observing gazes, Elder Huai's figure progressively vanished, yet his parting words lingered in their minds.

"May fate grant us a reunion when all our cherished companions have returned..."

Softly echoing his final farewell, Yun Yaoyao and the manager, overcome with emotion, bowed deeply towards the figure that had long since disappeared.

"Farewell, Elder Huai!"

"From this moment forward, the responsibility is ours!"

Following their salutations.

The pair exchanged no further words, their determined gazes conveying a perfect, unspoken understanding.

A swift movement, and Yun Yaoyao materialized atop the city's tallest spire, settling into a cross-legged posture. Her longsword rested serenely on her knees, her entire aura expertly masked. Only her divine sense, a silent tendril, unfurled to encompass the entirety of the bustling, small city.

In a flash, the lives of this world, in all their multiplicity, became utterly transparent to her gaze. Not a whisper of wind, nor the faintest tremor of grass, could evade the keen reach of her divine sense!

Sensing the familiar divine sense unfurling across the mundane world.

The manager took a final, lingering drag from his cigarette. Exhaling a plume of smoke, he inhaled deeply once more.

"To both of you, and to all our cherished old friends, please be completely at ease!"

"Entrust the weighty duty of safeguarding the Master's physical form to my care! The accumulated wealth of the Linglong Pavilion across countless generations is more than sufficient until the Master's awakening. Even should the ceaseless river of time run dry, it shall never impede the Master's monumental undertaking."

Having forged this silent vow within his heart.

The manager signaled for his guard. The wheelchair, with agonizing slowness, was propelled forward, eventually vanishing into the far distance of the lengthy thoroughfare...