I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God

Sky.

Yun Yaoyao walked lightly across the sky, her destination this time was Pingjiang City to look for Yi Feng.

The two hadn't seen each other since they parted ways at the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

As Pingjiang City drew nearer, Yun Yaoyao couldn't help but think of that ordinary mortal she had lived with day and night at the Hundred Thousand Mountains, who had a hint of annoying cuteness.

Thinking of this, a smile crept unbidden across Yun Yaoyao's pretty face.

Recalling the scenes at the Hundred Thousand Mountains, she still found it a little unbelievable, as if it were a dream.

Back then, she, an esteemed Martial Emperor, had only managed to save her own life thanks to an ordinary mortal. Inside the Immortal Ruins, she had only managed to escape from danger thanks to that mortal's beef jerky.

But because of that...

She now owed several million gold coins in external debt.

"Oh!"

Just as she streaked across the sky like a ray of light, a large black umbrella by the lakeside caught her attention below.

"A sacred artifact?"

She casually glanced at it.

A treasure of this level wasn't bad.

But for her...it was merely something to casually look at.

She was just about to fly past when she suddenly heard a string of complaining voices from under the large black umbrella.

"Alas, there are more and more people to feed these days, money is really not enough, income cannot cover expenses."

"That woman I met at the Hundred Thousand Mountains said she would send me money, but I haven't seen a trace of her."

"As expected..."

"A woman's mouth tells ghostly lies."

"Should have just let you starve to death in that secret passage back then."

Having more and more disciples meant he could embark on the path of cultivation sooner, but it also meant the sect's expenses were growing larger and larger. Just thinking about the dozens of mouths to feed made Yi Feng feel utterly exhausted.

Hearing Yi Feng's voice, Yun Yaoyao immediately stopped in midair.

"Didn't expect to run into this guy halfway!"

"And he still can't seem to get over those few million gold coins, constantly brooding over it in his mind."

Yun Yaoyao's face darkened as she resentfully shouted, "Hey! Who were you saying you wanted to starve to death?"

Hearing this voice, Yi Feng raised his head, his eyes brightening.

Well now.

Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrives.

"Big sister, have you come to pay me back?" Yi Feng shouted loudly.

Being called big sister directly made Yun Yaoyao's face twist in anger. Her gaze turned icy cold as she pronounced each word, "Who are you calling big sister?"

"Huh?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Yi Feng was stunned for a moment before asking blankly, "You're so powerful, at least several hundred or thousands of years of cultivation right. So...granny?"

Yun Yaoyao violently choked, her whole body's cultivation churning, nearly falling headfirst into the lake.

As expected.

This guy was still so detestable!

But how could she let this slide? Her body flashed and in the next moment she was right in front of Yi Feng, her sword swinging to rest at his neck.

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Frost covered Yun Yaoyao's face as she spoke one word at a time.

She had no intention of actually killing Yi Feng of course.

It was just, this guy's smart mouth really deserved some punishment, to scare him properly!

And make him apologize and concede defeat to her.

But who knew, Yi Feng just silently rolled his eyes at her.

Then he lightly raised his palm, brushing aside the sword at his neck, indifferently saying, "Get real."

Yun Yaoyao's eyebrows knitted together.

How could he show no fear?

"You really think I don't dare kill you?"

Her voice grew even colder.

"Oh, stop with the extra nonsense. If I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead already." Yi Feng impatiently said, "And when you were recovering back then, we had an agreement that you swore you wouldn't harm me. So if you kill me now, not only will your cultivation be damaged and your Dao heart shattered, your whole family will die out. Not worth it, right?"

The corners of Yun Yaoyao's mouth twitched, her body violently trembling.

Raging fury rose in her heart.

She truly hated Yi Feng's detestable appearance right now and wished she could slash her sword down on him.

"It's been awhile since we last met, you seem to have grown even more beautiful," Yi Feng appraised at this time after glancing her over, unable to help praising her.

These words were like a pail of cold water being poured over Yun Yaoyao. The flames of anger rising from her instantly cooled several degrees.

This guy...

Finally said something decent.

Oh well.

No need to argue with this mortal.

"So are you going to just let me stand here?" she asked.

"Of course not. Please, have a seat here."

Yi Feng smiled and offered his lounge chair to her while sitting down himself on a nearby cobblestone.

Seeing Yi Feng's beaming smile and the way he carefully wiped the drops of water off the lounge chair before getting up, Yun Yaoyao's gaze shifted slightly.

This boy...

Detestable when detestable, yet somehow cute other times.

"Here, freshly picked wild cucumber, tastes amazing," Yi Feng took out a yellow cucumber which he had washed clean and wiped dry before handing it to Yun Yaoyao.

"Who wants to eat your cucumber?"

Yun Yaoyao rolled her eyes at Yi Feng, but found herself strangely unable to refuse him.

Damn.

Yun Yaoyao, oh Yun Yaoyao.

You don't care for heavenly elixirs and miraculous medicines yet somehow you also can't refuse this broken cucumber?

"Humph!"

Feeling embarrassed and angry inwardly, she let out an annoyed huff and snatched it over aggressively. Then she glared at the black umbrella over their heads and asked fiercely, "Let me ask, where did you get that umbrella?"

"Umbrella?"

Yi Feng scratched his head then earnestly said, "Forgot."

"You forgot?"

Yun Yaoyao's eyebrows knitted together.

"I think someone gave it to me?"

Yi Feng thought some more then replied.

He had indeed forgotten where this umbrella came from, there were just too many odds and ends at home.

"Someone gave it to you?"

Yun Yaoyao's face was pitch black.

Well obviously someone gave it to you! If someone hadn't given an ordinary mortal like you such a sacred umbrella, how else would you have gotten it?