I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

A river breeze, carrying moisture, swept through a quiet fishing village, causing the reeds on the bank to sway and rustle in the wind.

The escape was long and arduous. The four of them had just reached the shore, still disheveled and in a sorry state.

The "Indestructible Golden Body" of the Godless One was as hard as a tortoise shell, and even the combined forces of wind and clouds could not break it open. This pent-up anger was stuck in the hearts of the group, and they could neither swallow it nor spit it out.

Under an old tree at the village entrance, a fat man with a lot of flesh was sitting on a table, munching on a shiny pig's trotter with loud smacking sounds.

Nie Feng took a closer look, and his eyes immediately lit up with joy. He quickly led the others forward, clasping his hands in greeting from afar.

"Senior Pig King! I never expected to meet you here!"

The fat man looked up at the sound, but his tiny, beady eyes only glanced at Nie Feng's face before fixing their gaze on Chu Chu.

"Hey, where did this pretty little vixen come from!"

The pig king chewed on fatty meat that was sizzling with oil, and his greasy hands, which had just grabbed a pig's trotter, inexplicably reached for Chuchu's round buttocks.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Chu Chu turned pale with fright and shrank into Bu Jingyun's arms like a startled quail.

Bu Jingyun's expression suddenly turned cold, and a chilling killing intent emanated from between his brows. His fists, hanging at his sides, clenched so tightly that they cracked, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

"Senior, please have some self-respect!"

A hand reached out and firmly gripped the Pig King's wrist.

Nie Feng looked helpless and lowered his voice to persuade him.

"Senior, this is no joke. Senior Brother Yun's temper is not like mine. If you anger him, your fat body might not be enough for him to chop off."

"Tch, boring." Pig King sheepishly withdrew his hand, lingeringly glancing at Chu Chu a couple more times.

"Old Pig just wants to share in the joy, it's not like I'll lose anything."

Before he finished speaking, his sly, beady green eyes darted around and landed on Dugu Meng.

Dugu Meng trembled and hurriedly hid behind Nie Feng, clutching her clothes and not daring to peek out, looking like a frightened deer.

"Tch, what are you dodging for?" Pig King flicked the oil off his hands, his face full of disdain.

"Don't worry, I have principles. I'll never touch a butt twice."

After these words were spoken, there was a deathly silence all around.

Bu Jingyun's usually icy expression twitched, and Chu Chu's beautiful eyes widened in astonishment, her mouth agape for a long time.

So, Miss Dugu... had already fallen victim to this fat pig's wickedness?

The most incomprehensible character is Nie Feng.

Instead of being annoyed, the Wind God wore an embarrassed and wry smile, as if he had long been accustomed to the old man's shameless behavior.

"Senior, please say less." Nie Feng shook his head helplessly.

"Alright, alright, for Brother Feng's sake, we won't bother with these juniors."

"On another note..."

Pig King spat out a bone, wiped his mouth, and his beady green eyes swept over the four of them.

"Look at you all, all covered in dust and dirt, like you just crawled out of a pile of corpses. What happened to you?"

Upon hearing this, Nie Feng couldn't help but show a bitter expression, cupped his hands, and sighed.

"The calamity has befallen the land, and no god has dared to lay a finger on the Central Plains. Even if Senior Brother Yun and I join forces, we will be unable to withstand its might. We have no choice but to retreat for the time being..."

"Is there nothing we can do about that old tortoise's 'indestructible golden body'?"

The Pig King chuckled and slapped his greasy belly with a loud thud.

"Come with me, I'll take you to see a master who can break this golden body."

Pig King led the way, winding and turning until finally leading everyone into a deep forest nestled among towering peaks.

In the dense woods, a stone tablet half the height of a person suddenly broke through the ground, with the three blood-red characters "Gate of Life and Death" staring at people like ghostly eyes, exuding a sinister and evil aura.

Nie Feng pressed his palm tightly against the hilt of his sword, his gaze sweeping across the surrounding gloom with piercing intensity.

The aura of loneliness emanating from Bu Jingyun was even colder than that of the Ghost Land. With a cold face, he protected the two silent women behind him.

"Senior Pig King, what are you doing bringing us here?" Nie Feng couldn't help but ask, looking at the gloomy, desolate scenery around him.

"This eerie and sinister place doesn't look like a place where a peerless master lives in seclusion at all."

"What's the rush, Brother Feng?" Pig King raised his chin and pointed to the narrow path behind the monument that led directly into the depths of the clouds.

"The expert is up there."

"The murderous aura on the monument is too heavy." Bu Jingyun's voice was as cold as an abyss, his eyes filled with chilling killing intent.

"The person living here must be crazy."

"A madman?" Pig King rubbed the grease off his chin, a hint of awe appearing in his eyes.

"If there is only one person in this world worthy of being called number one, it can only be him—the First Evil Emperor!"

Nie Feng looked doubtful, racking his brains but unable to find such a person.

"Number one? How come I've never heard of that?"

"Hey, how old are you?" Pig King said, hands behind his back, looking towards Cloud Recesses.

"He has the first surname and is also the eldest son in his family. But everyone respects him as the first, and it's not just because of his surname."

"Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, divination, astrology—no one dares to claim to be the best in anything he's ever done. Especially martial arts."

"There is no move in the martial arts world that he cannot learn, nor any divine skill that he cannot see through. Swordsmanship, saber techniques, and fist techniques in his hands are all the best in the world."

"Later, he felt that all the martial arts techniques in the world were not powerful enough and were just fancy moves, so he figured out a ruthless technique on his own."

The pig king's thick back trembled slightly at this moment.

"The Demon Blade".

Upon hearing the words "Demon Blade," Nie Feng's heart inexplicably trembled.

The Qilin Mad Blood within him seemed to have sensed the presence of a kindred spirit, and began to stir restlessly within his meridians.

"Unexpectedly, practicing this swordsmanship too ruthlessly can lead to demonic possession. Once possessed, one will kill anyone in sight, not even recognizing one's own brothers. My old friend did not want to cause such bloodshed, so he went into seclusion here, vowing never to leave this place again."

"Is this senior willing to come out of seclusion?" Chu Chu asked timidly, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

"It depends on your luck. But Brother Feng, you have mad blood in you, which might suit his taste."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a clear, childlike voice suddenly rang out from deep within the forest, piercing through the thick fog.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Amidst the swirling mist, a beautifully sculpted little girl emerged, carrying a clever monkey in her arms, frolicking along the gravel path.

"Oh my! My dear granddaughter!"

The Pig King's oily face grinned like a chrysanthemum, his fat jiggling as he squatted down to greet him.

"Grandpa! I've missed Tong'er so much!"

The little girl buried her head in the fat body, while the monkey jumped onto her shoulder, squeaking and scratching the pig's ticklish spot.

Chu Chu and Dugu Meng's brows twitched as they watched, a chill running down their spines.

This shameless old man is not only a womanizer, but now he's so clingy to a young, immature girl. Does he have some kind of filthy, shameful fetish?

Thinking of this, the two women felt a chill run down their spines and instinctively shrank behind Feng Yun.

The Pig King scooped up the baby girl, his face beaming.

"This girl is called Xiao Tong. She is my granddaughter and has been cultivating with Brother Evil Emperor since she was a child."

"Master is currently cultivating; please follow me!"

Xiao Tong made a funny face, picked up the monkey, turned around, and darted into the depths of the clouds.

After passing through the strange rock forest, the group was confronted by a precipice.

Clouds and mist shrouded the scene before us, and a sheer cliff stretched out beneath our feet.

The two mountains are connected only by a few thick iron chains. When the wind blows, the iron chains clang loudly, making one's scalp tingle.

A giant nest hangs in the center of the iron chain, its roots intertwined, resembling a monstrous beast lurking in the clouds, exuding an eerie aura.

"This..." Chu Chu's face turned pale with fright, and she grabbed Bu Jingyun's sleeve tightly.

"Scared?" The Pig King casually tossed the cleanly gnawed bones into the vast sea of ​​clouds, where no echo was heard for a long time.

"This is the 'path of good and evil'."

The Pig King pointed at the swaying iron chains, his expression unusually serious.

"Don't underestimate these chains. The nest in the middle is home to a strangely poisonous creature whose breath doesn't harm the skin but attacks the heart."

"Winning hearts and minds?" Nie Feng was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

"That's right. If you go up there with evil intentions, once you have a wicked thought, the poison will attack your heart. At best, you'll go mad; at worst, you'll fall like dumplings and be smashed into mincemeat. It's a path, but also a gateway to hell."

"Since it's just a psychological attack, there's nothing to be afraid of." Bu Jingyun coldly glanced at the iron chains, his eyes flashing like lightning.

Just then, Xiao Tong, carrying the mischievous monkey, leaped onto the iron chain.

"Hehe, this is fun! It's so much fun!"

Her petite figure moved with the grace of a startled swan, like a colorful butterfly flitting among flowers and trees, traversing the iron chains on the sheer cliff as if walking on flat ground.

The mischievous monkey perched on the shoulder, facing the bottomless abyss without fear, instead squeaking and howling excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, the man and the monkey passed through the poisonous nest and landed steadily on the cliff on the opposite bank.

"Whoa..."

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun exchanged a glance, both startled.

To possess such composure at such a young age demonstrates his pure and untainted heart, allowing him to stroll leisurely through this treacherous path of mind manipulation.

"Big brother, come over here!" Xiao Tong stood on the other side of the river, waving her little hand and calling out.

"Junior Brother Feng, I'll go first." Bu Jingyun glanced at Chu Chu in his arms, his voice steady.

"Senior Brother Yun, please be careful."

Nie Feng's brows furrowed with worry, knowing full well that his senior brother Yun was now filled with murderous intent, his malevolence already ingrained in his bones. He was embarking on the path of righteousness and evil, which specialized in attacking people's hearts, and feared that every step he took would lead to certain death.

Bu Jingyun took a deep breath, wrapped one arm around Chu Chu's slender waist, and rose up from the ground, landing steadily on the swaying iron chain.

Even though he was burning with murderous intent, the woman in his arms was his anchor.

The poisonous gas, which was designed to penetrate every crevice, was relentlessly suppressed by his overwhelming will.

With a light touch of his toes, his black shirt fluttered in the wind, and he moved swiftly like a dark cloud, seemingly fraught with danger, yet as steady as Mount Tai.

Nie Feng followed closely behind. He was naturally kind and gentle, with no desires or wants in his heart. Even the restless mad blood in his body was surprisingly calm at this moment.

With the Wind God Leg technique unleashed, his figure transformed into a wisp of breeze. His toes barely touched the cold, hard iron chain, like a dragonfly skimming the water, before he used the momentum to leap several feet forward and land on the opposite bank in an instant, even three points faster than Bu Jingyun.

Dugu Meng came from a family with a long tradition of learning. Although he was not as learned as Feng and Yun, he still managed to cross the path between good and evil without any major incidents.

Finally, it was Pig King's turn.

"Oh my goodness..."

The Pig King looked down into the abyss, his legs trembling violently like a sieve, and his fat body seemed to be frightened, swaying wildly like waves as the iron chains shook.

Although he was highly skilled in martial arts, his lecherous nature was ingrained in his bones. Whenever he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with alluring and erotic images.

Stepping on the iron chains, I felt my heart pound with fear, as if countless poisonous insects were gnawing at my marrow.

"Grandpa, what are you dawdling about!"

Xiaotong's cheerful voice called out from the other side of the river.

"Coming...coming!"

The Pig King stared intently at the opposite bank, not daring to look down. With his teeth clenched, he used all his strength, muttering "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form," and forced himself to move forward.

He walked through cold sweat, but fortunately, although he was lustful, he was not a truly wicked person and still retained some clarity of mind.

Once they reached the other side, they collapsed onto the ground as if they had been pulled out of the water, panting heavily, their backs soaked with cold sweat.