I, the Invincible Genius, Only Want to Live a Low-Key Life - Chapter 1

Nine Provinces Continent, Li Province.

Divine Sky Sword Sect, Lone Remnant Peak.

Beneath a thousand-year-old tree at the summit, a young man in his twenties lay half-reclined on the ground, hands folded behind his head, legs crossed, a stalk of foxtail grass in his mouth, eyes closed in meditation.

The recently extinguished campfire and the scattered bones bore witness to a life-and-death battle that had taken place here.

The young man was named Lin Feng, the Eldest Senior Brother of this generation in the Divine Sky Sword Sect, the sole direct disciple of Su Mubai, master of the Haoran Sword-one of the Divine Sky Seven Swords-and also his only disciple.

Su Mubai was no ordinary person.

His talent was so exceptional that, even in the long history of the Divine Sky Sword Sect, he ranked among the very best. He was hailed as a genius seen only once in centuries. Had it not been for an accident that damaged his foundation and stalled his cultivation, he would likely be the Sect Leader of the Divine Sky Sword Sect today.

But there are no ‘ifs’ in life!

A fallen genius is no longer a genius.

The Divine Sky Seven Swords are seven famed swords of the sect, each with a renowned wielder, their reputation echoing throughout Li Province.

They are: Haoran Sword, Taiyi Sword, Thunderclap Sword, Abyssal Sword, Flame Dragon Sword, Crimson Lotus Sword, and Ice Soul Sword.

The current generation of wielders are: Su Mubai, Luo Yuntian, Zhao Ziwen, Jiang Zhe, Liu Ye, Liu Hongluan, and Leng Hanshuang.

Leng Hanshuang is the youngest, not yet a hundred years old, while the others are all nearing three hundred at the youngest.

Such a vast age gap exists because it is exceedingly difficult to be recognized by one of the Divine Sky Seven Swords.

There have even been periods where each sword went without a master for a long time.

Without the recognition of a Divine Sky Seven Sword, its true power cannot be unleashed.

The Seven Swords can fight independently, each with unique traits, or combine into the formidable Big Dipper Seven Stars Sword Formation. They can even merge into one, unleashing power far beyond the sum of seven swords.

It was a pity that Su Mubai had fallen behind; otherwise, the sect’s strength would have reached new heights.

This generation finally saw all Seven Swords recognized by their masters, only for one to fall behind-a regrettable turn of events.

“Where is Nephew Lin Feng?” Suddenly, a voice called from the sky.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, rose, and beckoned with a casual gesture.

“Whoosh!”

The three-foot-long sword hanging from the tree instantly unsheathed and grew in size.

He stepped onto it, transforming into a streak of light soaring into the sky.

Sword flight is the most basic skill for sword cultivators; one only needs to reach the Sea Condensation Realm to learn it.

Above Lone Remnant Peak, a stunningly beautiful woman stood in midair.

She was Leng Hanshuang, master of the Ice Soul Sword-one of the Divine Sky Seven Swords-Su Mubai’s junior sister, and Lin Feng’s Martial Uncle.

Lin Feng approached, cupped his fists, bowed, and called out, “Lin Feng greets Martial Uncle Leng!”

“Follow me!”

Leng Hanshuang glanced at Lin Feng, spoke curtly, and turned to leave.

“Yes, Martial Uncle Leng!”

Lin Feng responded and followed.

Leng Hanshuang strode ahead, treading the void, while Lin Feng followed behind on his sword.

Void Treading and sword flight are fundamentally different.

Sword flight requires only the Sea Condensation Realm, but Void Treading demands the Sky Soaring Realm.

The difference in power is vast.

At this moment, Lin Feng felt puzzled. Martial Uncle Leng rarely came to Lone Remnant Peak. In fact, none of the other Martial Uncles or sect members came easily.

After all, Lone Remnant Peak was now inhabited solely by Lin Feng.

His master had left the mountain long ago and had yet to return. His only junior sister had apprenticed under Martial Uncle Liu. As the Eldest Senior Brother of the Divine Sky Sword Sect, Lin Feng’s title was largely in name only.

No one ever came to Lone Remnant Peak unless absolutely necessary.

The peak was already a shadow of its former self; if Su Mubai were not still alive, it would have long been claimed by others in the sect.

Su Mubai, after all, was the master of the Haoran Sword, one of the Divine Sky Seven Swords, senior brother to the current Sect Leader Luo Yuntian. Though his strength was not high, his status was. Having been injured while on a mission, his cultivation stagnated, but the entire sect still gave him respect.

Should anything happen to Su Mubai, the Haoran Sword and Lone Remnant Peak would be fiercely contested.

Even without the sword’s recognition, countless sect members dreamed of possessing it.

By rights, Lin Feng, as Su Mubai’s only disciple, should inherit it.

Unfortunately, though Lin Feng was the Eldest Senior Brother of his generation, his strength was far from sufficient.

The Haoran Sword is the sect’s golden emblem; it cannot be passed to someone of mediocre talent.

Soon, the two arrived at a side hall on the sect’s main peak, where the other Martial Uncles of the Divine Sky Seven Swords were already waiting.

In the center of the hall stood an ice coffin. A beautiful young girl, barely sixteen, knelt before it, weeping softly.

Lin Feng’s heart sank at the sight.

The crying girl was his junior sister, Su Xiyao, Su Mubai’s only daughter.

His master’s wife had passed away years ago. The only thing that could sadden his junior sister so deeply was one possibility.
Is the person in the ice coffin Su Mubai?

Has Master passed away?

Lin Feng was instantly stunned on the spot, his mind a complete blank, even forgetting to breathe.

It wasn’t until he couldn’t hold it anymore that he slowly exhaled, and his thoughts suddenly returned to more than twenty years ago.

Back then, he was just an infant in swaddling clothes, abandoned in the wild mountains.

As for why Lin Feng had memories from infancy, it was because he was not originally from this world; within the body of the baby was the soul of an adult.

Lin Feng came from Earth, where he was the youngest scientist, showing extraordinary talent since childhood, with an IQ far surpassing Einstein.

His research topics were at the cutting edge internationally.

Unfortunately, Lin Feng was too young. As the saying goes, youth is reckless, and having become famous at a young age, he didn’t know how to keep a low profile.

When he developed technology thirty years ahead of the rest of the world, he couldn’t wait to make it public, wanting to become a world-renowned figure.

As a result, he attracted the attention of several major powers, who offered extremely generous terms, trying to buy his technology.

As a patriotic and ambitious youth, Lin Feng naturally wouldn’t hand over the fruits of his hard work to other countries; he wanted to dedicate them to his own homeland.

The outcome was predictable.

Just as Lin Feng was about to set foot on his homeland’s soil, enemy nations resorted to powerful nuclear weapons, turning Lin Feng and the surrounding area within dozens of kilometers to ashes.

Lin Feng didn’t know what happened afterward. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived at the Nine Provinces Continent.

Fortunately, his research results had already been sent back to his homeland by another route. With the help of his achievements, Huaxia would surely rise rapidly and surpass its enemies-at least his life wasn’t in vain!

After experiencing death once, Lin Feng truly matured, feeling that many things he did before were so childish and foolish.

If only he had kept a low profile back then, would he have brought about his own demise?

Now, it was too late to say anything. Since heaven had given him another chance at life, Lin Feng decided to live well and never do anything so foolish again.

But after being reborn in the new world, Lin Feng encountered a very serious problem.

He was abandoned, and in the wild mountains at that.

The most crucial thing was that Lin Feng, only a few months old, had no ability to survive.

Others who transmigrated were children of destiny, royal or noble, or at least from wealthy families. How come when it was his turn, he became an unwanted abandoned baby?

Of course, these weren’t real problems. With Lin Feng’s intelligence, he could live freely anywhere, even if not on Earth.

But now, he was just a few months old. No matter how high his IQ was, besides crying, he had no other options.

After crying loudly for an hour, Lin Feng was exhausted and hungry, his head spinning, feeling like he was about to starve to death.

Just after being reborn, he was about to walk the road of death again-he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

After death, where would he go?

He probably couldn’t return to Earth. Under the nuclear attack, his body had long vaporized, not even a trace left.

Just then, Lin Feng’s cries attracted a wild beast. Its emotionless eyes stared at his tiny body, as if ready to pounce at any moment.

As Lin Feng quietly awaited death, a figure descended from the sky, landing before him.

It was Su Mubai, who was out searching for spiritual herbs to heal his own foundation.

He looked at the nearly unconscious Lin Feng on the ground.

After thinking for a moment, he slew the wild beast with a single sword, picked up Lin Feng, and brought him back to the Divine Sky Sword Sect, accepting him as a true disciple.

The Divine Sky Sword Sect’s disciples were divided into Outer Disciples, Inner Disciples, and True Disciples.

True Disciples were extremely rare, Inner Disciples were somewhat more numerous, and Outer Disciples were the most common.

Regardless of when they joined or their age, Outer Disciples had to address Inner Disciples and True Disciples as Senior Brother or Senior Sister.

Inner Disciples had to do the same when meeting True Disciples.

When Lin Feng was five, Su Mubai returned covered in blood, carrying a little girl in his arms-Su Xiyao.

As for Su Xiyao’s mother, Lin Feng had never seen her.

Su Mubai was unwilling to talk much about what happened that year.

Since Lin Feng was the earliest to join as a True Disciple, he naturally became the Eldest Senior Brother.

But this Eldest Senior Brother was more or less dispensable.

The disciples of the Divine Sky Sword Sect privately gossiped.

Su Mubai was already crippled, and the disciple he took in was also useless.

Lin Feng really had no sense of presence, rarely leaving Lone Remnant Peak, and never participating in the Sect Grand Competition.

The disciples of the Divine Sky Sword Sect only knew there was such an Eldest Senior Brother, but had never seen him.

Who would value such an Eldest Senior Brother?

Recalling all the moments when Master Su Mubai picked him up, Lin Feng’s eyes reddened.

Su Mubai was not only his master, but also his adoptive father.

The grace of raising him was greater than the sky.

Not to mention the life-saving grace.

Without Su Mubai, Lin Feng wouldn’t have survived to this day.

And now, his most respected master had died?

Lin Feng felt as if his world had collapsed.