I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1464: Barging In

A resounding announcement vibrated through the entirety of the New Sword Sect, eliciting a spectrum of reactions: fervent excitement, stark pallor, and utter wails of despair adorned the faces present.

Even the elders, who had been hastily ushered out of the main hall, found themselves collapsing onto the ground, murmuring in sheer terror.

"It's all over... we're finished..."

To them, the Golden Saber Sect represented an insurmountable force. Even if Yi Feng had masterfully concealed his true power and managed to overcome their top disciple, confronting their Sect Master was deemed an impossibility. Launching a sect-wide assault felt like an invitation to self-destruction.

Ignoring the pervasive pessimism, Yi Feng maintained his calm demeanor before the main hall. He was acutely aware that the New Sword Sect was largely composed of remnants from the Dangjian Sect, their loyalty still somewhat untested and transformation incomplete. This impending expedition, he decided, would serve as a crucial crucible to identify the true core of the New Sword Sect!

His expectations were met.

While a significant portion of the disciples displayed fear, a substantial number of the newer recruits radiated an unyielding fighting spirit.

These were the disciples Yi Feng intended to nurture. Regardless of whether they were perceived as foolhardy or naive to the world's harsh realities, that fearless resolve was the very essence of a cultivator's heart. Suppressing this spirit, even with advancements in cultivation, would inevitably lead to inner demons and a stunted future.

Casting a discerning gaze over the assembled crowd, Yi Feng, now possessing clarity on the situation, issued his decisive command.

"This campaign against the Golden Saber Sect holds immense weight for our sect's foundation, and it is undeniably fraught with peril. Participation is entirely voluntary. Should any wish to remain and safeguard the sect, I shall bear no ill will."

"All those prepared to fight, step forth!"

His resonant voice echoed as a portion of the disciples advanced resolutely, their steps unwavering. After a brief pause, another third of the assembled figures moved to join them.

The remaining individuals exchanged glances, choosing to remain rooted to their spots.

Yi Feng estimated a solid thirty to forty disciples worthy of cultivation, a number that left him quite satisfied. He had no inclination to prolong the wait or entertain the pleas of the elders begging for leniency.

With a sweep of his sleeve, the chosen disciples followed closely in his wake!

Two hours later.

To the south of Mount Tiandang, intricate courtyards adorned the mountainside, interspersed with elegantly carved structures.

Dominating the distant vista was a sprawling, majestic estate – the stronghold of the Golden Saber Sect.

The head disciple, Lu Fengchun, having returned with his contingent, was currently kneeling within the grand hall, rendering his report.

"Reporting to Master."

"This disciple is deeply ashamed. My defeat at the hands of the New Sword Sect Master has tarnished our sect's honor. I implore you to mete out punishment!"

His words sent ripples of astonishment through the hall. Elders exchanged hushed whispers, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Even the venerable figure seated in the place of honor subtly lifted his gaze, the smile gracing his lips faltering.

"What?"

"Fengchun, you were bested by the sect master of a mere seventh-grade sect? I harbored such high expectations for you, even envisioning you as the future inheritor of the Golden Saber Sect's legacy. It appears this old man has gravely misjudged you!"

Responding to the deep, resonant voice laced with displeasure, Lu Fengchun bowed his head even lower. A flicker of urgency crossed his features as he hastily sought to clarify.

"Master, pray look closely!"

"It is not due to my own incompetence, but rather the New Sword Sect Master's sheer cunning! He possesses the clear ability to manifest spiritual energy, indicating a breakthrough to the Heaven's Gate Realm, yet he still claims the title of a seventh-grade sect master. This disciple was caught completely unaware, allowing that scoundrel to gain the upper hand!"

Despite the frantic beating of his heart, Lu Fengchun's words flowed with remarkable conviction, devoid of any outward sign of deception.

However.

The Golden Saber Sect Master, Jin Weiyuan, presiding from his elevated seat, was no simple figure. Intimately familiar with his disciple's character, he perceived subtle inconsistencies, a contemplative expression dawning in his eyes.

"To ascend to the Taichu Realm as a rogue cultivator, and to deliberately maintain a low profile as a seventh-grade sect master... Viewed in this light, this individual is undeniably talented, possessing an extraordinary bearing."

"For such a talent to only lead a hundred people in a seventh-grade sect is too much of a pity. If we can bring him into our Golden Saber Sect, it would be a beautiful thing."

Hearing this made Lu Fengchun's heart clench, his eyes becoming increasingly panicked.

"Master?!"

He knew better than anyone that if Yi Feng came, his position as the head disciple would probably not be guaranteed, and he would definitely lose his power from then on!

In his urgency, Lu Fengchun hurriedly began to spout nonsense.

"Master, please reconsider!"

"That person is nothing but a treacherous scoundrel and absolutely cannot be trusted. Moreover, he has already damaged the prestige of our Golden Saber Sect and acts incredibly arrogantly. I'm afraid he wouldn't be willing to join our sect..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jin Weiyuan stroked his beard and burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha..."

"Fine birds choose the best trees to nest in. He is no ordinary person and will definitely understand this principle. Being able to join our Golden Saber Sect is a blessing that many people can only envy. With resources and cultivation methods for him to choose from, who in this world would refuse?"

Hearing this, Lu Fengchun awkwardly lowered his head, a look of teeth-gritting unwillingness on his face.

Right at this moment, a disciple's report came from outside the door!

"Reporting to Master!"

"There is a person who calls himself the New Sword Sect Master..."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Jin Weiyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud, his eyes full of the confident light of having everything under control!

"Hahaha!"

"This old man has always been able to predict things like a god. I asserted that this kid is definitely not someone who doesn't understand the times, and hasn't he come to pay his respects and join us?"

"Quickly bring him in. This old man wants to see for himself the quality of this uncut jade!"

As soon as his voice fell.

The disciple outside the door suddenly sounded even more frantic!

"Master! He, he has already led his people and fought his way into the martial arts arena. He's about to fight his way into the main hall!"

The expressions of everyone present drastically changed, and Jin Weiyuan was also suddenly stunned.

The next moment.

With a muffled thud, several disciples were actually knocked into the main hall, collapsing on the ground, wailing and curling up in pain!

All of this happened too suddenly.

It wasn't until he saw the disciples collapsed in the main hall that Jin Weiyuan believed someone actually dared to fight their way in. An ominous look instantly flashed in his eyes as he stared fixedly at the main doors!

A few breaths later.

Sure enough, a young man in white clothes steadily stepped in. His youthful appearance was beyond expectation, shocking the surrounding elders so much that their eyes widened.