I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

At the summit of Tianshan, beyond the heavens.

The clouds outside the window gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered again, and countless dawns and dusks passed. Chu Chu stood in front of the pavilion, but her thoughts had already flown to a very distant place.

Although Jiang Chen's promise was weighty, during this long wait, she always felt as if a heavy iron was weighing on her heart, something that just wouldn't come to fruition.

The wind carried the soft, rustling sound of wings beating against the air.

A snow-white carrier pigeon pierced through the heavy clouds and landed steadily on her shoulder. The cool touch from its claws made her heart skip a beat.

She held her breath, her fingertips trembling as she untied the small bamboo tube from the carrier pigeon's leg, unfolding the paper as thin as a cicada's wing. The penmanship was sharp and familiar, the words few, yet the moment they met her eyes, the tears in her eyes finally overflowed.

"Chuchu, hurry back to Bujia Village. Yun."

It was him. He was still alive. The most heart-stopping concern in the world had finally been answered.

Chu Chu felt as if all her strength had been drained, yet a surge of warmth welled up from the bottom of her heart.

She clutched the letter tightly to her heart, as if trying to infuse every word into her very being, to feel the warmth of the man's body emanating from across thousands of miles.

"It's good to be alive... as long as you're alive..."

She hastily wiped away the tears on her face, turned around, and whispered goodbye to You Ruo and Di Er Meng, who had come upon hearing the commotion.

"You Ruo, Meng, I have news of him. I'm going to find him."

Chu Chu's eyes were still filled with tears, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Seeing her like this, You Ruo breathed a sigh of relief and softly instructed her:

"Now that we have their whereabouts, let's go quickly. The mountains are high and the roads are long, so please be careful."

Chu Chu nodded vigorously, her heart already soaring to the peaceful little village.

She packed a few personal belongings and then descended the Tianshan Mountains without looking back.

The mountains are high and the rivers are far, but Bujia Village is far away.

There is no bloodshed or violence here, only wisps of smoke rising leisurely in the evening glow, and the shadows of the old locust trees are stretched long, exuding a sense of peace and tranquility.

When Chu Chu arrived at the village entrance, her clothes were still covered in dust from afar, but when she looked up, the figure etched in her heart came into view.

Bu Jingyun changed out of his somber black robe and into a faded coarse cloth garment, standing quietly under the old locust tree.

He gazed at the distant mountains, his eyes losing some of their sharpness and gaining a deeper, more worldly wisdom.

In the past, he always seemed to be shrouded in an impenetrable dark cloud, exuding a deathly aura that made people afraid to approach him.

But now, Bu Jingyun's frost-like expression seems to have melted a lot, and his coldness reveals a calm and unhurried determination.

"Brother Yun!"

Chu Chu shouted at the top of her lungs and rushed towards the figure with lightning speed.

Bu Jingyun turned around and looked at the woman running towards him with tears streaming down her face. A rare tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He opened his only remaining right arm and steadily pulled Chu Chu into his embrace.

"Chuchu, I'm so sorry you had to suffer like this."

Bu Jingyun's voice sounded a little hoarse, but it was like a mountain, making people feel particularly at ease.

"Brother Yun... I thought I would never see you again in this lifetime..."

Chu Chu lay on his chest, her tears quickly soaking his clothes.

"It won't happen again." Bu Jingyun gently stroked her long hair, his tone as solemn as if he were making a promise.

Having died once, I've become less bothered by many things. Before, my heart was filled only with hatred, and I forgot about you.

He loosened his embrace slightly, cupped her tear-streaked face in his rough hands, stared intently into her eyes, and slowly lowered his gaze to Chu Chu's slightly protruding belly.

Bu Jingyun extended his calloused right hand, his movements as gentle as if he were cherishing a rare treasure. Through the thin fabric, he placed his palm on Chu Chu's belly, feeling the little life quietly growing inside.

"Chuchu, you have suffered too much with me. Now that the world is in turmoil, I cannot give you great wealth and honor, but I must give you a proper status."

His voice was a little hoarse, yet it possessed an undeniable calmness; every word seemed to strike right into Chu Chu's heart.

Let's get married.

"Huh?" Chu Chu was completely stunned, glistening tears still clinging to her long eyelashes, her mind a complete mess.

"A wedding ceremony...?"

"Yes, today." Bu Jingyun's expression was extremely serious, and the warmth from his palm made Chu Chu feel exceptionally at ease.

"I don't want to wait any longer, and I don't want you to suffer any more grievances. I want everyone in the world to know that you are my lawfully wedded wife, and the child in your belly is also a legitimate descendant of the Bu family."

Looking at the man before her, Chu Chu felt as if a jar of honey had been spilled in her heart, so sweet it was almost cloying. Tears welled in her eyes as she nodded frantically.

"Um!"

In the blink of an eye, Bujia Village became lively.

Although it lacks the extravagant displays of wealthy families and the bustling atmosphere of a large gathering of guests.

But with the enthusiastic help of the kind-hearted villagers, a simple yet heartwarming wedding was quickly arranged.

Red candles flickered, and the character for "happiness" was reflected in the window.

Holding Chu Chu's hand tightly, Bu Jingyun bowed to heaven and earth amidst the blessings of the villagers.

Amidst the ever-changing winds of the martial world, in a dimly lit secret room...

Juexin held a human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wing in his hand and carefully covered his face with it in front of the bronze mirror.

As the mask adhered perfectly to his skin, Juexin's appearance underwent an unbelievable transformation in an instant. His previous sinister face vanished, replaced by a dignified, noble face that exuded an air of pampered luxury.

Even his aura changed completely in an instant, making him seem like the supreme ruler of the world.

Jue Tian, ​​standing to the side, was stunned and speechless for a long time before exclaiming in surprise:

"Big brother! Who is this?"

Juexin turned around, a cryptic smile playing on his lips, his voice becoming deep and authoritative:

"The current emperor!"

"The Emperor?!" Jue Tian's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Brother, why are you disguised as the emperor?"

"This is part of Father's plan!" Two chilling flames suddenly ignited deep within Juexin's eyes, revealing a reckless and mad madness.

"Only in this way can we truly control the Central Plains!"

He paused, his smile fading, his tone turning icy cold again:

"Alright, I'll handle the affairs of the court. Jue Tian, ​​you take the Ghost Cha Luo army and set off for Tian Shan immediately! You must take Tian Shan for me!"

"Yes! Don't worry, brother, I definitely won't mess things up this time!"

Jue Zu accepted the order and left.

Tianshan Mountains, beyond the heavens.

This place is shrouded in mist all year round, looking like a place where immortals live. However, today, this tranquility was shattered by a piercing shout of battle.

"Kill them!!"

Jue Tian, ​​clutching the Shadow Moon Blade, charged ahead, followed by hundreds of Ghost Cha Luo dressed in black and wearing demon masks.

From a distance, it truly resembles a turbid black tide, sweeping across the mountains and plains towards the summit of Tianshan.

They encountered absolutely no obstacles along the way.

The entire mountain gate was magnificent and imposing, but at this moment it was so deserted that it sent chills down one's spine; not even a single disciple could be seen guarding the gate.

"Hmph, so this is the renowned Heavenly Realm? It looks more like a ghost town with no inhabitants!" Jue Tian stood before the magnificent mountain gate, staring at the empty plaza with disdain in his eyes.

"It seems that Duan Lang is nothing but a good-for-nothing who only knows how to put on airs!"

He calmed himself, gathered all his inner strength into his throat, and suddenly let out a thunderous roar:

"Duan Lang!! Get out here and face your death!!"

The roar echoed back and forth among the towering peaks, making people's ears ring.

"Who came from, you scoundrel! Daring to run wild on our master's territory!"

With a crisp, delicate shout followed by a deep, angry roar, two figures leaped out from the side halls on either side of the square.

Wen Nu held a heavy sword in his hand, and his body was as burly as an iron tower.

Leng Yan held two swords in her hands, her pretty face as cold as ice.

Without uttering a single word, the two charged straight into Gui Chaluo's group of men. Swords flashed, and a fierce wind howled, instantly unleashing a storm of blood and gore.

"court death!"

Jue Tian snorted coldly, intending to personally deal with these two ignorant fools.

At this critical moment, a sudden gust of wind descended from the sky, stirring up the clouds and mist covering the mountain.

A fiery red figure, truly like a deity descending from the heavens, floated down lightly from the highest celestial palace.

He wore a fiery red robe and carried a scorching sword on his back, the renowned Fire Kirin Sword.

Duan Lang landed steadily in the center of the square, his hands behind his back, his eyes coldly sweeping over the group of ghost demons in front of him, as if he were looking at a group of insignificant ants.

"Oh?" A slight smirk played on his lips, revealing a wicked grin, his tone languid as he spoke.

"I've heard that a group of Japanese pirates have been causing trouble in the martial arts world of the Central Plains lately, turning the once peaceful martial arts world into chaos... Is it you lot?"

"Hmph! You're about to die and you still dare to talk back!" Jue Tian laughed out of anger at Duan Lang's arrogant attitude.

"Duan Lang, do you really think you're the leader of the martial arts world? Stop embarrassing yourself here! Today I'll show you what a true master is!"

"Wen Nu, Leng Yan, step back."

Duan Lang completely ignored Jue Tian's clamor and simply waved his hand casually.

"Owner……"

Wen Nu and Leng Yan were a little apprehensive, after all, the other side had a large number of people, and none of them looked easy to deal with.

"Step back." Duan Lang's tone was still calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"I can handle these ants all by myself."

"yes!"

The two dared not say another word and respectfully retreated to the side.

"Arrogant and conceited!" Jue Tian was completely enraged by Duan Lang's contemptuous attitude. He swung the Shadow Moon Blade in his hand fiercely.

"Get him! Chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"