I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

On their way out of the sword pavilion, the three of them were each preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Duan Lang was thrilled to have just received the Sword Saint's approval and couldn't wait to find a place to properly process what he had gained that day.

Jiang Chen was planning his next move. With the Holy Sun Sword Technique complete, he finally had a foothold in this world.

Dugu Ming, however, had a complicated expression on his face.

He would steal glances at Duan Lang every now and then, then at Jiang Chen, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Previously, he only thought that Duan Lang was a capable young man who could be recruited.

But today, seeing his uncle actually humble himself and call Duan Lang a "sword friend" shocked him greatly.

They traveled in silence until they returned to Wushuang City.

Upon entering the city lord's mansion, Dugu Ming made an excuse and hurriedly left.

Inside the study of the city lord's mansion.

Dugu Yifang (fake) sat upright in the grand chair, listening to Dugu Ming's report.

After listening to Dugu Ming recount everything that happened in the Sword Pavilion, especially the story of the Sword Saint and Duan Lang becoming sworn brothers, Dugu Yifang's dignified face revealed an undisguised look of shock.

"You mean, my elder brother... actually calls Duan Lang a swordsman friend?" Dugu Yifang asked in disbelief.

He knew that "Big Brother" too well (although he was just a stand-in, he still understood the Sword Saint's temperament very well).

The Sword Saint was devoted to the sword his entire life, and he was extremely arrogant. There were very few people in the world who could be considered worthy of his attention.

Why would they value a teenager so much these days?

"Absolutely true!" Dugu Ming nodded heavily, his face still showing lingering shock. "I heard it with my own ears and saw it with my own eyes! My uncle said that Duan Lang's Blazing Sun Sword Technique helped him a great deal, allowing him to make further progress!"

Dugu Yifang took a deep breath, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and fell into deep thought.

A moment later, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Dugu Ming with a serious expression: "Ming'er, listen to me."

"Father, please speak."

"From this day forward, you must never show the slightest disrespect to Duan Lang! Nor shall you offend him!" Dugu Yifang said in a deep voice. "Since my elder brother has acknowledged him, his status in my Wushuang City is equivalent to that of a guest elder! Or even... higher!"

"I understand," Dugu Ming replied quickly.

On the other side, in the courtyard of the guest rooms.

Duan Lang was wiping the ordinary longsword in his hand.

Although the sword was also made of fine steel, it had become quite fragile under his current internal energy infusion.

"Jiang Chen," Duan Lang suddenly spoke, his gaze fixed intently on Jiang Chen, who was sitting to the side drinking tea, "I want to go back to Leshan."

Jiang Chen put down his teacup, seemingly expecting this: "For the Fire Kirin Sword?"

"That's right!" Duan Lang stood up, sheathing his longsword with a clang, his eyes flashing with the flames of ambition. "I have mastered the Blazing Sun Sword Technique and obtained the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. But this ordinary iron is no longer worthy of my swordsmanship!"

He clenched his fist. "I will reclaim the glory that belongs to my Duan family, and I will reclaim the most evil sword in the world—the Fire Kirin Sword!"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

This is the Duan Lang he knows.

Ambitious and never satisfied.

However, this suited him perfectly.

Lingyun Cave contains not only the Fire Kirin Sword, but also the Blood Bodhi, the Snow Drinking Saber, and... the Fire Kirin.

Now that his strength has greatly increased, it's indeed time for him to explore that "newbie gift pack" dungeon.

"Alright." Jiang Chen stood up, dusted himself off, and said, "Let's go then. Perfect timing, I'd also like to see the legendary Lingyun Cave."

"You're going too?" Duan Lang asked, somewhat surprised.

"Of course." Jiang Chen stretched. "I'm your 'attendant,' so I'll naturally go wherever you go, young master."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Now that the decision has been made, there's no need to drag things out.

In the afternoon, the two arrived at the main hall of the city lord's mansion to bid farewell to Dugu Yifang.

"What? You two are leaving?" Dugu Yifang looked surprised and quickly tried to persuade them to stay. "Has Wushuang City failed in its hospitality? If Ming'er has offended you in any way, I will certainly punish him severely!"

"You flatter me, City Lord," Duan Lang said, cupping his fists. "The young city lord treats us like brothers, and the entire Wushuang City has also treated us with great courtesy. However, I have a family heirloom that I have lost outside. Now that my martial arts have reached a certain level, I wish to go and retrieve it."

"I see." Upon hearing this, Dugu Yifang could no longer insist on keeping them, and could only nod. "Since you have retrieved your family heirloom, I wish you both the best of luck! But I wonder when you will return?"

"It will take anywhere from three months to half a year," Duan Lang said. "Once the sword is found, I will definitely return to Wushuang City to lend the City Lord a hand!"

"Good! With Young Hero Duan's words, I can rest assured!" Dugu Yifang was overjoyed and immediately ordered people to prepare generous gifts and travel expenses, and personally escorted the two out of the city gate.

Dugu Ming accompanied him all the way until they reached the Ten-Mile Pavilion, where they reluctantly parted ways.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Dugu Ming sighed, "Father, do you think they'll ever come back?"

"Yes." Dugu Yifang stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze deep. "Duan Lang is an ambitious man, and Wushuang City is the best platform for him to realize his ambitions. He will definitely come back."

The sun sets in the west, and a west wind blows along the ancient road.

Two swift horses galloped away, kicking up a trail of yellow dust.

After leaving Wushuang City, the two did not rush on their way.

After all, the Fire Kirin Sword is in the Lingyun Cave; it's not going to grow legs and run away.

Moreover, Duan Lang had just obtained the Holy Spirit Sword Technique and needed time to digest and internalize it.

So, when the two passed by a post station, they found a clean inn to stay in.

It was late at night.

Inside the inn's room, candlelight flickered.

Duan Lang sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed, his brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed.

An ordinary longsword lay across his knees, and he seemed to be in a strange state.

A faint, sharp sword aura emanated from his body; though weak, it exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

That was the sword intent of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

Although it was only the first glimpse into the basics, for Duan Lang, it was already like opening a door to a new world.

He was frantically absorbing the swordsmanship experience taught to him by the Sword Saint, trying to integrate it into his own Blazing Sun Sword Technique.

The next room.

Jiang Chen did not meditate or practice his skills. Instead, he leaned against the window and stared blankly at the bright moon outside.

"Holy Sun Sword Technique..." he murmured softly, his fingers tapping lightly on the windowsill.

This sword technique, derived from the fusion of two peerless sword techniques by the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye, was so powerful that it even exceeded his own expectations.

Especially the domain ability of "Sword Intent Transformation" is practically cheating.

In the world of Fengyun, those who possess a domain are all unparalleled powerhouses standing at the top of the pyramid.

"With my current strength and the Holy Sun Sword Technique, I should have a chance of defeating Xiong Ba in his current state," Jiang Chen silently calculated in his heart.

Although Xiong Ba has achieved a minor success in the Three-Part Return to Origin Qi, he has not yet reached the level of the later, more advanced stage.

As long as we handle things carefully, we may still be able to win a battle.

but……

Jiang Chen's gaze deepened.

The waters of the turbulent world are much deeper than they appear on the surface.

Xiong Ba was merely a minor overlord in name only.

Above him are the Godless One, the Emperor, Indra, and the Three Laughs...

Those ancient monsters that have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years are all beings that inspire despair.

Di Shitian is an old madman who has lived for nearly two thousand years. He has phoenix blood and is immortal. He also created the heaven-defying technique "Sacred Heart Technique".

Against an opponent of this caliber, exquisite techniques alone are far from sufficient.

"Internal strength..." Jiang Chen sighed.

This is his biggest weakness at present.

Although his current internal strength is absolutely outstanding among the younger generation.

But compared to those old monsters, it's like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon.

No matter how exquisite his moves or how profound his sword intent, if his internal energy is insufficient, he will not be able to break through the defenses of those old monsters.

It's like a child holding a divine weapon, but unable to unleash its full power.

"I have to find a way to improve my internal strength." Jiang Chen frowned.