I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Duan Lang didn't even lift his eyelids, his fingers still tapping the armrest idly, as if listening to a junior reciting the menu.

Tang Sen, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, spoke in a sinister tone, his body surrounded by swirling poisonous mist, toying with a colorful scorpion in his hand:

"Hehe, why is Chief Qian in such a hurry? This sect leader doesn't care much about the Divine Dragon."

"But if the blood of the phoenix can bring the dead back to life, where does this divine bird now reside?"

"If Master Duan is willing to impart his wisdom, my Five Poisons Sect is willing to offer a fortune for just a drop of phoenix blood!"

"Hahaha! Amitabha!" A loud laugh, as booming as a bell, erupted.

From among the seats of the Northern Alliance, stepped a ruddy-faced, pot-bellied monk—the Laughing Buddha of Xiling.

Beside him, the "Southern Barbarian Zhuge" waved a feather fan, a sinister smile on his face, his expression equally greedy, watching intently.

The Laughing Buddha's eyes were slightly narrowed, his face full of smiles, his hands twirling prayer beads. He appeared kind and benevolent, but his eyes gleamed with a sharp glint.

"Master Duan, a monk does not lie."

"If the blood of this dragon turtle can truly grant immortality, I wonder if there are any hidden dangers? Hahaha! Just kidding."

"However, if this can truly benefit all living beings, this humble monk is willing to lend a hand—after all, to save all sentient beings, one must have an indestructible body!"

As soon as the Laughing Buddha finished speaking, the monks and nuns on the other side were not to be outdone.

The new leader of the alliance, "Heavenly Calculation Monk," and the deputy leader, "Zen Dust Abbess," along with other famous monks and abbesses such as Wuyin and Xuanjing, chanted Buddhist prayers. On the surface, they appeared to be without desires or wants, but their steps were extremely urgent.

For a moment, Qingyuan, the leader of the Tianhe Gang, lightly waved his folding fan and echoed with a forced smile; the various powerful figures present also stood up to ask questions.

No one started making a ruckus like before anymore; everyone had their own plans, and their words became increasingly urgent.

Each question points directly to the hiding place of the three auspicious beasts—

They seemed to be ready to set off immediately if Duan Lang mentioned the location.

Every time Qian Zhen asked a question, Tang Sen would chime in.

Before Qingyuan could even open his mouth, Xiling Xiaofo interrupted him.

On the surface, the gang leaders were pressuring Duan Lang, but in reality, Nangong Xue, Di Ying, Tian Suan Shenseng, and others behind them were also secretly competing with each other. Their auras had even clashed several times in mid-air, and each of them was afraid that the other would extract key information first.

Faced with this overwhelming pressure to abdicate, Duan Lang on the high platform remained unmoved.

He leaned lazily against the dragon throne, his knuckles tapping lightly on the armrests, his gaze sweeping from one face to another, like a shepherd counting his sheep—

The playful smile at the corner of his mouth only deepened.

"Everyone, please calm down." Duan Lang spoke calmly, his voice not loud, yet easily silencing the clamor in the room.

"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. The three auspicious beasts are spiritual creatures of heaven and earth, each with its own destiny and fate."

"If I were to reveal this so easily, wouldn't that disrupt the will of Heaven? If divine retribution were to fall upon me then, I could not bear the consequences."

"you--!"

Qian Zhen's face darkened, and he was about to lash out.

The Left Protector, Nangong Xue, stood beside him and calmly extended her jade hand, gently pressing it on his arm.

Qian Zhen was taken aback, then he saw Duan Lang's gaze—

His gaze suddenly turned cold, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire area, making people's hearts tighten.

Qian Zhen's Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

"Moreover..." Duan Lang slowly stood up, hands behind his back, his robes fluttering even without wind, an aura of dominance emanating from him.

"The most important thing at today's Mount Tai gathering is to elect a leader of the martial arts world to unify the martial arts community."

"The important matters haven't been settled yet, and you're already thinking about dividing up the spoils?"

His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept across the entire room, each word deliberate and deliberate:

"The secret to immortality can only be enjoyed by the supreme martial arts master."

"Only by ascending to the position of leader of the martial arts alliance and commanding all heroes will you be qualified to explore the secrets of heaven with me, hunt auspicious beasts, share their flesh, and drink their blood!"

"Otherwise, if everyone knew this secret, wouldn't immortality become as common as cabbage?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere in the entire room froze instantly.

Immediately following was a series of heavy breathing sounds.

The various warlords who had previously scoffed at the empty title of "Martial Arts Alliance Leader" now had an unprecedented gleam in their eyes.

The leader of the short-selling alliance?

That's really not worth much money.

But what if the position of leader of the alliance is linked to "immortality"?

That is a truly miraculous creation!

In just a few breaths, the various gangs that had been standing side by side interrogating Duan Lang had completely changed their gazes towards each other.

The members of the Heaven and Earth Alliance gripped their swords, the Monk and Nun Alliance silently tightened their formation, and the experts from the Northern Alliance directly targeted the Tianhe Gang next door.

Just moments ago they were allies united against a common enemy, but now they've become ferocious beasts fighting over food, each wanting to kill the person next to them first.

Duan Lang stood on the high platform, taking in everything, and a slight smile appeared on his lips—they'd taken the bait.

"Good! Good! Only the supreme martial arts master can enjoy this!" Qian Zhen was the first to jump out, laughing wildly to the sky, his true energy surging, making the air buzz.

"In that case, I, the leader of this martial arts alliance, am determined to obtain this position!"

"Once I seize the alliance leadership, slay the divine beast, and gain immortality—I'll hold that alliance leadership for eternity! Even the current emperor will have to give me some face!"

Upon hearing this, the emperor, who sat high on the golden dragon throne, suddenly darkened his face, his face twitched violently, and he forcefully cracked the jade thumb ring on his thumb.

General Yue Xin, standing to the side, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, his eyes wide with fury.

How audacious!

This group of lawless, unruly scoundrels!

The emperor stared intently at Qian Zhen, a surge of ruthlessness and murderous intent quietly welling up in his eyes.

"Hmph, Chief Qian, what a boastful tone! Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?" Qingyuan sneered, his folding fan snapping shut, revealing a gleaming blade hidden within the fan ribs.

"The opportunity for immortality belongs to the capable. If you want to sit in the position of alliance leader, you'd better ask if my Tianhe Gang agrees! This razor blade of mine doesn't discriminate!"

"Amitabha Buddha, if I don't go to hell, who will?" The Laughing Buddha of Xiling patted his round belly and spoke with a smile, but beneath that smile lay a deep calculation.

"For the sake of all living beings, this humble monk must also strive for the position of leader of the alliance."

"After all, if those with wicked intentions were to gain immortality, that would be a catastrophe for all living beings. Hahaha!"

"Amitabha, the head monk of Xiling is absolutely right." The newly appointed leader of the monks and nuns' alliance, the Divine Monk Tiansuan, also stepped forward, fiddling with his prayer beads, and forced a compassionate expression as he sighed.

"The secret to immortality is so alluring that it can lead to the downfall of all living beings in the world."

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"We, the monks and nuns of the alliance, are willing to offer our bodies to the demon, bear the sins of this world, and temporarily assume the position of leader of the martial arts world, so as to subdue the auspicious beast and quell the killing."

These words were extremely hypocritical, causing several gang leaders around to secretly roll their eyes.

In an instant, the leaders of various sects and reclusive masters all stood up, unleashing their full power.

The once polite atmosphere at the summit of Mount Tai suddenly turned tense, with a palpable sense of impending doom.

In pursuit of legendary immortality and an everlasting empire, these powerful figures standing at the pinnacle of the martial arts world finally tore off their masks, revealing their most primal and naked fangs.

however--

At this tense moment, with swords drawn and killing intent lurking beneath the surface, the gazes of the assembled heroes unanimously turned to the two quietest corners of the arena.

There, there are two beings powerful enough to make the entire martial arts world tremble.

"Bu Jingyun, Senior Wuming." Although Qian Zhen was arrogant, he unconsciously toned down his arrogance and his tone became more probing when facing these two.

"What are your thoughts on the position of leader of the martial arts alliance?"

"If the two of you intend to compete... hehe, we will naturally retreat and dare not contend with you."

The moment the words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the two figures.

One is a death god who never cries, the other is a martial arts legend.

If these two great gods were to fight, all the others combined wouldn't stand a chance.

As for the Knife King and Pig King, who were gnawing on pig's trotters in the VIP seats, although they had an extraordinary demeanor, they had not been active in the martial arts world for a long time and their reputation was not well-known. Apart from a few senior veterans who knew them, everyone else regarded them as freeloaders.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bu Jingyun's face remained as cold and stern as ice, without the slightest change in expression.

He slightly raised his eyelids and coldly uttered two words: "Unintentional."

Simple and concise, yet like a cold wind passing by, it instantly froze the restless heat of the entire venue.

The heroes were secretly delighted and quickly turned their attention to the nameless one.

The nameless man remained calm, gently stroking an erhu in his hand, his tone as even as if he were talking about someone else's affairs:

"Fame is nothing but fleeting smoke to me."

"I have no interest in the position of leader of this alliance."

"I have come here only hoping for less bloodshed and more peace in the martial world."

"If you all wish to argue, then so be it."

Upon hearing this, Qian Zhen, Qing Yuan, Tang Sen, and the others felt a huge weight lifted from their hearts.

"Hahaha! Excellent! You two are truly of noble character, worthy of our admiration!" Gan Zhen laughed heartily, his greed no longer concealed, and slapped his thigh violently.

"Since neither Bu Jingyun nor Senior Wuming has any intention of vying for the position of Alliance Leader, then let's each rely on our own abilities and see who's the best!"

"Your Majesty..." Yue Xin bowed and lowered his voice beside the golden dragon throne, his wary gaze sweeping over the group of martial artists who had fallen into a frenzy.

"These outlaws have gone mad in their pursuit of immortality."

"If we let them continue like this, things could get out of hand. Should we...?"

Before he could finish speaking, he had already made a throat-slitting gesture with his hand, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The emperor sat motionless, his expression indifferent, his knuckles tapping the armrests intermittently, the crisp sound like chess pieces falling on a chessboard.

Eunuch Wang stood to one side, his black whisk tucked into his arm, his eyes lowered, as if he hadn't heard anything—

But the fingers gripping the whisk handle adjusted their hold slightly, ready to strike at any moment.

The emperor slightly turned his head to look at the stone tower that stood like an iron tower on the other side:

"Minister Shi, in your opinion, what is the strength of this group?"

Shi Dingtian clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice booming like a bell, yet deliberately lowered slightly:

"Your Majesty, although they are all powerful figures in their own right, they fight their own battles and each harbors their own ulterior motives."

"If we're talking about one-on-one combat, I might have to put in some effort; but when it comes to military deployment, encirclement, and annihilation, I see them as mere clay chickens and earthen dogs, utterly vulnerable."