I Was Originally a Peerless Martial God

Yi Feng transmigrated to a cultivation world, but unfortunately, he could only be a mortal. Helpless, he could only run a small martial arts school to make a living, occasionally practicing blacksmithing, living the life of a "Grandmaster." Until one day, the small martial arts school became lively. Several old men with ethereal airs argued heatedly over a kitchen knife in Yi Feng's kitchen… A middle-aged man who had traversed the void hid in the clouds every day to secretly watch Yi Feng practice his fist techniques… A stunningly beautiful saintess even volunteered to be his maid… "I wonder when I will reach this state of returning to simplicity!" "Yes! Master Yi's fist technique seems ordinary, without any fluctuation of energy, yet it contains supreme martial intent; he is truly a peerless martial god!" Yi Feng: "I am a peerless martial god? How come I didn't know?" The big shots: "Senior, we understand! You are playing a grand game!" So I am a peerless martial god…