I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Yan Ying entered gracefully, carrying a steaming bowl of ginseng soup in her delicate hands. Her beautiful eyes swept over the mess on the floor and the palace master's severed arm, the shock fleeting, instantly replaced by a worried and concerned expression.

"Palace Master, you're already so badly injured, please don't get angry anymore. Be careful not to ruin your health."

Yan Ying approached lightly, her voice as gentle and melodious as a nightingale's song.

Jue Wushen let out a heavy snort. Even though the anger in his heart had not subsided, when he saw that the person who came was his beloved concubine, his fierce expression softened a little.

After all, his beloved concubine was the only soft spot he had ever truly been moved by in his life. Even with his boundless ambition, he was willing to conceal his sharp edges when they met.

"Ying'er, you saw it too," Jue Wushen said through gritted teeth, pointing to his severed arm.

"The martial arts world of the Central Plains has gone too far! If I don't avenge this, I swear I'm not worthy to be called a man!!"

"The Palace Master possesses unparalleled skills; it was merely a moment of carelessness."

Yan Ying spoke softly, but her heart couldn't help but stir. What kind of outstanding hero could be capable of severely injuring Jue Wushen?

An image of a peerless hero, with an aura that could shake mountains and rivers, unconsciously surfaced in her mind. If such a person truly existed, she wouldn't mind seeking a better match elsewhere...

"Hmph! I was indeed careless! Next time, when I unleash my full power of the Indestructible Golden Body, I'll make that bitch wish she were dead!!"

Jue Wushen's heavy punch landed on the armrest of the dragon throne, causing a series of muffled booms. His face became even more ferocious due to the intense pain.

"You filthy bitch?"

Yan Ying was slightly taken aback, the light in her eyes vanished in an instant, and the strange feeling in her heart also subsided. After learning that the person who had severely injured the Palace Master was actually a woman, she couldn't help but feel a great sense of loss.

She composed herself and gently stroked the other person's back to comfort them.

"Those people are only relying on their numbers, taking turns attacking you relentlessly, using a war of attrition to wear you down. Once the Palace Master has recovered from her injuries, we will definitely be able to wipe them all out."

"That's right!" Jue Wushen took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

"I still have the Killing Fist! And the Indestructible Golden Body! As long as I live, I will wipe out the entire martial arts world of the Central Plains sooner or later!!"

As he spoke of this, the viciousness in his eyes intensified.

"Where is Tian'er? Where is my precious Tian'er?" Jue Wushen suddenly thought of his youngest son, Jue Tian, ​​whom he cared about most.

"Reporting to the Palace Master, the Second Young Master is still in Tianshan, guarding those martial arts figures from the Central Plains," Miyamoto Tsang replied hastily, bowing his head.

"Still in the Tianshan Mountains?" Jue Wushen's brows furrowed.

"Hmph! What's the use of locking up those good-for-nothings in the Tianshan Mountains? Pass down the order!"

"Yes, sir!" Guichaluo, the leader, immediately stepped forward to obey the order.

"You immediately take men to Tianshan and inform Tian'er to transfer all those good-for-nothings, including Wuming, to the Imperial Palace prison!!"

A look of madness surged in Jue Wushen's eyes, as if he had already seen the pitiful state of all the famous figures of the Central Plains kneeling at the foot of the steps.

"I will make all these so-called martial arts legends kneel at my feet and bow down to me in front of the whole world!! And I'll also show that bitch who broke my arm what happens when you offend me!!"

"Yes! I'll take care of it right away!"

The leader of the Ghost Cha Luo responded to the order and flashed into the shadows outside the hall.

Hidden in the shadows of the main hall, Juexin watched as his biological father doted on his young son while showing only indifference and disgust towards him. The dark light in his eyes grew increasingly sinister, as if a venomous snake was lurking there, waiting for its chance to strike.

Amidst the changing winds, even far beyond the Great Wall at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, turbulent undercurrents were brewing within the city of Tianyin.

The vast land of China has been plagued by frequent calamities. With alternating droughts and floods, the people have long been displaced. Under the overcast sky, tens of thousands of refugees gathered like ants at the foot of the city walls, huddled together and shivering in the biting cold wind.

The government officials were incompetent and did nothing; although the city gates were open to merchants and their carriages, they became an insurmountable chasm between thousands of displaced people and their lives.

Occasionally, refugees would attempt to crawl into the city on their knees in search of a chance to survive, only to be brutally kicked and punched by soldiers, their pitiful cries instantly drowned out by the howling north wind.

Jiang Chen, carrying the Second Dream, traversed the desolate mudflats outside the city, slowly approaching the heavily guarded entrance. Along the way, all he saw were refugees huddled and groaning in misery, and the cold light in his eyes grew stronger with each step.

"My husband, these people are so pitiful..."

Looking at the suffering women and children sobbing in the cold wind, Di Ermeng's already sensitive heart couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

"Don't worry, since Tianyin City is under the jurisdiction of my Tianwaitian, I will never tolerate such petty acts of disregarding human life. Since I've come across it, I'll see it through to the end."

Although Jiang Chen's tone was calm, his words carried an undeniable and domineering aura. He casually grasped Meng's cool fingers, and the two walked side by side toward the heavily guarded city gate ahead.

The guards noticed that the two were exquisitely dressed and had extraordinary bearing, especially the woman with a sword hanging at her waist and an aura of killing intent. They knew that the two were powerful figures in the martial arts world who were not to be trifled with.

The soldiers not only did not dare to stop the demand for payment, but instead stood respectfully on both sides, letting the two men walk into the city as if they had never seen them.

The two walked to the high wall of the government office, their figures like birds flying through the air, instantly passing over the layers of eaves and tiles, and silently landing deep in the backyard.

"Ah...my lord...please be gentle...I can't breathe..."

"Hehe, little beauty, where do you think you can escape to in my hands? Let me show you my methods!"

The red candles burned low, the layered curtains swayed violently with heavy breathing, and the bedroom was filled with the stench of decay, a mixture of alcohol and perfume.

The woman's black hair was disheveled and her fingertips were bluish-white from desperately digging into the pillow. The broken voice that burst from her throat had long since turned into intermittent sobs in the midst of her storm of demands.

The room was filled with the dull sounds of flesh rubbing against brocade. The prefect was so engrossed in his lust that he was completely unaware that a chilling murderous intent was imminent.

boom! !

The carved wooden door was instantly crushed and sent flying, and amidst the flying debris, Jiang Chen and Meng stepped in, their chilling killing intent instantly filling the room.

"Who?!"

The sudden loud noise startled the two people on the bed so much that they were scared out of their wits.

Jiang Chen didn't waste any more words. He stepped forward, grabbed the prefect by the back of the neck, and dragged him out of the brocade quilt like a dead dog.

"ah!!"

The woman panicked and tried to cover herself by pulling the blanket over her body.

Second Dream glanced at the prefect's pale, bloated body, and a wave of shame and annoyance instantly washed over her pretty face. She quickly turned her head away.

"So small..."

Even though the tone was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, Jiang Chen's lips still trembled slightly involuntarily.

"How dare you! Who are you?! How dare you trespass into the government office and take a high-ranking official hostage!!" Even suspended in mid-air, the prefect roared, his voice trembling with fear.

"Help! There's an assassin!!"

Snapped! !

Jiang Chen slapped him hard across the face, sending him flying several feet with a gust of wind.

"ah!!"

The prefect let out a miserable howl, several bloody broken teeth fell to the ground with the flying saliva, and half of his cheek visibly swelled up like a pig's head.

"Shut up!" Jiang Chen's voice was as cold and sharp as cracking ice.

"If you dare utter another word, I'll throw you out to feed the dogs!"

A chilling killing intent enveloped him as if it were a tangible force, causing the prefect to tremble like a cicada in winter, not daring to utter another word.

"Listen, I'll only say this once." Jiang Chen casually shoved the person onto the cold stone bricks, his words icy.

"Open the granaries immediately and distribute grain to settle the refugees outside the city! If even one more person starves to death, I will hold you accountable!"

"This...this..." The prefect desperately covered his face, which was distorted by excruciating pain, his words fragmented.

"But... the grain in the granary is reserved for..."

Snapped! !

Jiang Chen flicked his fingertips and flicked out a black lacquered token, accurately placing it in the other party's eyes. The powerful and vigorous character "Heaven" on the token shone with a hidden aura of power in the dim light.

"Heavens...heavens beyond heavens?!" The prefect, upon seeing the inscription on the talisman, was instantly terrified, his soul nearly leaving his body. He hurriedly kowtowed repeatedly.

"This humble official was blind to your greatness! This humble official will take care of it immediately! Immediately!!!"

The Outer Heavens are a terrifying and taboo place in the martial arts world. Not to mention a minor prefect, even a governor would have to show deference to them.

"roll!"

The prefect felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He got up in a disheveled state, not even bothering to straighten his clothes, and scrambled to escape towards the gate of his residence.

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the woman on the brocade couch who was still in shock.

"Who are you?"

"I am... a pancake seller in the east of the city, the wife of Wu Dalang..." the woman said, her voice trembling with fear.

"Are you called Jinlian?"

"How could a great hero know this?!" the woman exclaimed in shock, her eyes filled with bewilderment and fear.

Jiang Chen's eyes swept over the strange things that only he could understand. His mind was filled with stories he had heard countless times in his past life. He never expected to encounter such a bizarre accident when he stepped into the martial world.

Since I had already foreseen the outcome, I decided to ignore this mess and treat it as just an unexpected interlude. I then led Second Dream away.

Before long, rows of officials emerged from the city gates carrying out buckets of porridge.

The soldiers shouted at the top of their lungs:

"The prefect has taken pity on you and opened the granaries to distribute grain! Why don't you all quickly thank this benevolent magistrate?!"

The clamor and shouts echoed across the mudflats, and the starving refugees thronged together, finally getting a sip of thin porridge.

The two stood amidst the chaotic and crowded throng, witnessing the clamor of thousands of starving people scrambling for porridge, letting the dust rise and gradually stain their clothes.

Second Dream took the opportunity to hold the strong arm, turned her head and whispered, her beautiful eyes brimming with admiration:

"My husband, you're amazing!"

"It was just a small favor."

Jiang Chen smiled and was about to lead the beauty away from the noisy place.

Suddenly, loud, shrill shouts of price gouging came from the crowd ahead.

The two followed the sound and pushed through the crowd to investigate. They saw a man with triangular eyes desperately grabbing a disheveled girl and yelling at her.

Although the man tried his best to disguise his misery, he actually had prominent breasts and a steady voice.

"Selling this girl cheap! One hundred taels of silver, no less! Not a penny less!"

Driven by greed, the man's eyes grew increasingly sinister, and his voice, hoarse like a broken bellows, was filled with savage madness.

Jiang Chen's gaze swept calmly over the man, his Heavenly Eye instantly seeing through the man's pitiful facade to reveal his greed, his scheming mind that had nowhere to hide.

"My lord... a hundred taels isn't much, but the child's life is so pitiful..."

Second Dream witnessed the little girl curled up and trembling, and out of pity, he reached into his sleeve to take out money.

Jiang Chen lightly pressed his fingertips against Meng's wrist to stop her movement, his voice cold and steady:

"I'm taking the person with me. Not a single penny."

"You bastard! How dare you ruin our business?"

The man's expression changed instantly, a fierce and sinister smile appearing on his lips.

As soon as the stern shout fell, several burly men wielding knives emerged from the pile of disaster victims, blocking their escape route. Each of them had a fierce face and a murderous look in their eyes.

Jiang Chen remained calm and composed, his gaze sweeping over the men surrounding him. He saw that they were all third-rate characters with unsteady gaits.

"Brothers, take a look! This chick is absolutely gorgeous! I've never seen anything like her in my life! Kill that pretty boy and feed him to the dogs, keep the girl for me to relieve my pent-up desires, we'll all take turns having fun tonight!"

The depraved shouts filled the wilderness, and the wicked thugs swarmed forward, their cold blades slashing down on him.

Jiang Chen remained indifferent, ignoring the commotion before him.

As the cold blade approached, he casually flicked his sleeves and swept them out.

An invisible sword aura surged from beneath his sleeve, transforming into hundreds of chilling, crisscrossing lines that instantly enveloped the entire area.

The sound of sharp blades slicing through flesh rang out in rapid succession, and where blood splattered, the villains' limbs, along with their fifth, were severed off.

Screams echoed across the wilderness. The once arrogant men were instantly reduced to rolling, handless, footless limbs, their blood splattering and staining large swaths of barren earth red.

Jiang Chen's gaze fell on the little girl, and he saw that she had not collapsed despite being surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood:

Aren't you afraid?

The little girl bit her lip hard and shook her head forcefully, her eyes revealing a stubborn and fierce determination.

Jiang Chen nodded inwardly, recognizing the child's resilient character and recognizing him as a rare talent for martial arts. He immediately spoke:

"Follow me from now on."

Second Dream Lotus stepped forward lightly, took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the girl's dirty cheeks, felt genuine pity, and then gently took her cold little hand in hers.

Ignoring the bloody hell behind them, the three walked straight away through the desolate dust.

The city gate guards gazed at the distant carnage, their faces pale with fear.

A young soldier's Adam's apple bobbed laboredly as he turned to his platoon leader beside him and tentatively asked:

"Boss, there are a bunch of dead people over there with severed limbs... Shouldn't we go check it out?"

The squad leader leaned against the wall, sneering coldly, not even bothering to look up:

"The world of martial arts is a chaotic place of feuds and bloodshed. Only when everyone is dead will there be peace. Remember not to meddle in other people's business. As long as you don't cause trouble in the city, let them kill you."