I, the Invincible Genius, Only Want to Live a Low-Key Life - Chapter 2

Lin Feng, dragging his heavy body, walked step by step toward the ice coffin. The moment he saw the familiar face within, he stumbled, nearly losing his balance.

It really was Master Su Mubai!

The very master who had saved him, raised him, and taught him all his skills-had he really died like this?

He hadn’t even repaid his master’s kindness. How could Master die now?

At this moment, a wave of regret welled up in Lin Feng’s heart. He should not have hidden things from his master. At the very least, he should have given Su Mubai a moment to feel proud and hold his head high before the entire sect.

He wanted to prove that although Su Mubai himself had been crippled, the disciple he had chosen was not a failure.

On Earth, Lin Feng had paid the price for his arrogance and ostentation with his life. This led him to be especially cautious after his reincarnation.

He lived by the principle that keeping a low profile was the true path, always presenting himself as unremarkable and mediocre.

He did his best not to attract anyone’s attention.

High profile only brought envy and hatred from others.

Why bother?

But in truth, how could someone who, in his twenties, had reached the pinnacle of Earth’s scientific world-whose intellect surpassed even Einstein and who developed technology thirty years ahead of his time-ever truly be mediocre?

He simply chose not to reveal it.

Even Su Mubai, his master, never knew-showing how well Lin Feng concealed his true self.

Only those who have experienced death truly cherish life.

Thinking of how he hadn’t yet repaid his master’s mountain-like kindness, Lin Feng felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Tears began to flow unconsciously.

Men do not shed tears easily-unless truly heartbroken.

“Eldest Senior Brother! Wuwuwu…”

Su Xiyao threw herself into Lin Feng’s arms, sobbing bitterly.

The two had grown up together; their bond needed no words.

When Lin Feng was five or six years old, Su Mubai was often away, so Lin Feng had taken on the responsibility of caring for Su Xiyao.

If the Haoran Sword had been suitable for women, Su Xiyao would not have had to join Morning Glow Peak.

“Don’t cry, Junior Sister! Even if Master is gone, you still have your Eldest Senior Brother. From now on, I won’t let anyone bully you.” Though Lin Feng’s heart ached, he still comforted her.

As the senior and junior siblings embraced and wept, a sudden voice broke the silence.

“Alright, you two, stop crying. Senior Brother Mubai isn’t dead yet!”

Lin Feng and Su Xiyao quickly turned to look. The speaker was Luo Yuntian, Sect Leader of the Divine Sky Sword Sect, master of the Taiyi Sword, and Su Mubai’s junior brother.

“Sect Leader Martial Uncle, did you just say Master isn’t dead? Is that true?” Lin Feng asked excitedly.

“Yes! Senior Brother Mubai isn’t dead. However, he has been poisoned by a very powerful toxin called Soul-Devouring Powder. The victim’s soul falls into a deep sleep and is gradually devoured until death. The length of time depends on the person’s strength. With his abilities, Senior Brother Mubai can last at most half a year. To cure this poison, we need to refine a spirit pill with the Bianhua Flower as the main ingredient. The Divine Sky Sword Sect has all the other auxiliary herbs, but the Bianhua Flower is far too rare-even our sect does not have it,” Luo Yuntian explained.

Hearing that Su Mubai was not dead, both Lin Feng and Su Xiyao were overjoyed.

But Luo Yuntian’s next words made their hearts sink again.

The Divine Sky Sword Sect was one of the top sects in Li Province.

If even the Divine Sky Sword Sect did not have this spiritual herb, it showed just how rare it was. How could it be easy to find?

“Sect Leader Martial Uncle! Where can we find the Bianhua Flower?” Lin Feng pressed.

As long as there was a clue to the Bianhua Flower’s whereabouts, no matter the cost, he would search for it to save his master.

This was what Lin Feng must do as a disciple.

At the same time, Su Xiyao turned her gaze toward Luo Yuntian. Whether the Bianhua Flower could be found would determine her father Su Mubai’s fate-naturally, she cared deeply.

“You two don’t need to worry about the Bianhua Flower. Rest assured, we will find a way. Senior Brother Mubai is not only a member of the Divine Sky Sword Sect, he is also our senior brother. No matter how rare the Bianhua Flower is, we will do everything possible to find it,” Luo Yuntian said.

“The Sect Leader is right! Xiyao, don’t cry. We will definitely find a way to save Senior Brother Mubai.” This time, the speaker was a woman in a red dress with an enchanting figure.

She was Liu Hongluan, Su Xiyao’s master and the master of the Crimson Lotus Sword, one of the Divine Sky Seven Swords.

Among the Divine Sky Seven Swords, only two-Crimson Lotus Sword and Ice Soul Sword-were suitable for women.

These two swords would only choose women as successors.

The other five swords were used by men.

For example, Su Mubai’s Haoran Sword.

To unleash its full power required not only masculine energy but also an upright, unyielding spirit.

Women, after all, tended to be more indecisive.

“Thank you, Master! Thank you, Martial Uncles!” Su Xiyao said gratefully.

“Thank you, Martial Uncles!” Lin Feng also cupped his fists in thanks.

Since the Sect Leader would not reveal the whereabouts of the Bianhua Flower, asking further would be pointless.

After all, in the eyes of the upper echelons of the Divine Sky Sword Sect, he was only a mediocre disciple, unworthy of special attention.

He would have to find a way to seek the Bianhua Flower himself!

There were countless ancient records on Lone Remnant Peak; there was sure to be something about this matter.

Apart from saving his master, there was another matter Lin Feng cared about deeply.
Who was it that harmed my Master?

Lin Feng continued to ask, “Sect Leader Martial Uncle, I have another question. Please enlighten me.”

“Speak!” Luo Yuntian replied.

“Who was it that injured my Master so badly?” Lin Feng asked through gritted teeth, a barely noticeable chill flashing in his eyes.

“Lin Feng, I know what happened to Senior Brother Su Mubai has hit you hard, and I understand your feelings as his disciple. But the reason I called you and your junior sister here today is not for anything else. As the people closest to Senior Brother Su Mubai, you have the right to know his condition. As for revenge, you need not worry. The Divine Sky Sword Sect will not suffer such a loss in vain. Otherwise, any random cat or dog would dare to trample on us.”

Although Luo Yuntian spoke calmly, anyone could hear the anger burning in his heart.

After all, the Divine Sky Sword Sect is one of the most powerful forces in Li Province, and as a sword sect renowned for its overwhelming offensive power, there are few who dare provoke them.

This time, not only was Eldest Senior Brother Su Mubai poisoned and rendered unconscious, but even the Haoran Sword among the Divine Sky Seven Swords had gone missing.

For the Divine Sky Sword Sect, this was both a loss and a humiliation.

No matter what background or support the enemy has, they must pay the price.

The Haoran Sword is the signature of the Divine Sky Sword Sect and must not be lost.

Otherwise, would the Divine Sky Seven Swords have to be renamed the Divine Sky Six Swords?

Moreover, the power of the Seven Swords combined far surpasses that of the Six Swords.

From any perspective, the Haoran Sword must be recovered.

“I understand! Sect Leader Martial Uncle, may I take my Master back to Lone Remnant Peak?” Lin Feng asked again.

“Better not! Lone Remnant Peak is limited in resources right now. If Senior Brother Su Mubai suffers any mishap, you won’t be able to handle it in time. It’s best to leave him here so we can monitor his condition closely,” Luo Yuntian refused.

“Then I’ll trouble you, Sect Leader Martial Uncle!” Lin Feng cupped his fists and bowed in gratitude once more.

He also felt Luo Yuntian was right. If he took his Master back and something went wrong, Su Mubai’s condition might worsen.

Leaving him here, where the Martial Uncles could check on him at any time, was the best choice.

All he needed to do was find the Bianhua Flower.

“Lin Feng, there’s no need to be so polite! What happened to Senior Brother Su Mubai is a sect secret. You and your junior sister must not spread it, lest it cause unnecessary trouble. For now, your most important task is to cultivate. When Senior Brother Su Mubai wakes, give him a surprise.”

“Yes, Sect Leader Martial Uncle!”

“Yes, Sect Leader Martial Uncle!”

Lin Feng and Su Xiyao answered in unison.

“Good! If there’s nothing else, you may return. With us here, nothing will happen to Senior Brother Su Mubai.”

“Thank you, Sect Leader Martial Uncle!”

“Thank you, Sect Leader Martial Uncle!”

The two of them left together.

Outside the side hall, Lin Feng couldn’t help but say, “Junior Sister, come back and visit when you have time. Lone Remnant Peak is Master’s legacy, and it’s your home too.”

“Mm, I will, Eldest Senior Brother! But right now, I need to focus on cultivating. Only when I have strength can I protect you and Father,” Su Xiyao replied earnestly.

“Junior Sister, you shouldn’t have to bear so much,” Lin Feng sighed.

“Eldest Senior Brother, my mother is gone, and now my father is gravely injured. I don’t even have the right to know who our enemy is. Tell me, am I useless?” Su Xiyao looked at Lin Feng with tearful eyes.

“No, Junior Sister, you’ve already worked very hard. You’re just still young and need time to accumulate experience, step by step. Which of the strong in Li Province hasn’t spent hundreds or thousands, even several thousand years building their strength?” Lin Feng quickly comforted her.

“But Eldest Senior Brother, I can’t wait that long, so I have to work even harder than others,” the little girl said stubbornly.

“You… sigh…”

Lin Feng didn’t know what to say for a moment and could only sigh.

The little girl who used to follow him around all day, calling him Eldest Senior Brother, had grown up.

“Eldest Senior Brother, don’t worry about me! I’ll take care of myself. Master treats me very well, and I must earn the recognition of the Crimson Lotus Sword.”

“Junior Sister, don’t put too much pressure on yourself. With me here, everything will be fine!”

For the first time, Lin Feng spoke such words.

He felt heartache for Su Xiyao.

The little girl was bearing far more than someone her age should.

Her mother died young, and now even her father was on the brink of death.

All this was left for a girl in her teens to shoulder.

Although Su Xiyao was talented, she was still far from being able to avenge her father.

Unless she gained the recognition of the Crimson Lotus Sword, one of the Divine Sky Seven Swords, there was only a sliver of hope.

Otherwise, there was nothing to discuss.

“Mm! I understand, Eldest Senior Brother. Thank you! I’ll go back to cultivate now.”

“Go ahead!”

Su Xiyao departed on her sword.

Lin Feng activated his intent, and the sword on his back flew out, rapidly enlarging before him. He too rode his sword away.

Next, he would return to Lone Remnant Peak to search the ancient records for information on the Bianhua Flower.

Although Sect Leader Martial Uncle said the sect would handle it, Lin Feng didn’t like to pin his hopes on others.

Besides that, there was another matter awaiting him.

His Master was gravely injured and near death; this vengeance should be taken by him, the disciple.