I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

The general snorted coldly, stared directly at Jiang Chen, and said in a deep voice:

"I have taken note of what happened today."

"You'd better pray that I don't find out anything about you."

Dugu Ming also glared fiercely at Jiang Chen, and left with a remark:

"Jiang Chen, we'll see!"

Before he finished speaking, the divine general moved, transforming into a streak of crimson light and rushing into the distance.

Dugu Ming followed closely behind, and the two disappeared into the end of the wilderness in the blink of an eye.

The crisis has passed.

Dugu Meng's tense nerves finally relaxed, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

Nie Qing cried and rushed into her arms, and the mother and daughter hugged each other tightly.

It took a while before Nie Qing stopped crying.

She peeked her little head out from Dugu Meng's arms, blinking her bright eyes as she curiously looked at the man in white robes on the eaves.

"Thank you so much, big brother, for saving Qing'er and my mother!"

The little girl's innocent voice was clear and pure, like a spring, instantly washing away the pervasive smell of blood in the air.

She tilted her rosy little face up and asked innocently:

"Big brother, do you know my father?"

Jiang Chen lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over her innocent face.

He and Nie Feng weren't exactly friends; at best, they were nodding acquaintances.

But there's no need to say these things in front of a little girl.

"Yes, your father and I are old friends." Jiang Chen said casually, as if he were chatting about family matters.

"Very good!"

Nie Qing stopped crying and started laughing, a big smile blooming on her small face.

Jiang Chen stood up, glanced around the devastated Nie residence, and said to Dugu Meng:

"It's not safe here anymore. The people from Tianmen suffered a loss today, and they'll come back sooner or later."

Dugu Meng felt a chill run down her spine; she knew Jiang Chen was right.

Given Tianmen's style, they will never let this go.

"You all come with me first, let's go to Tianshan to lay low for a while."

Dugu Meng hesitated for a moment.

She wasn't familiar with Jiang Chen, but with Nie Renwang injured and the Nie family mansion reduced to ruins, she, a weak woman, had nowhere to go with her elderly father and young daughter.

"...Thank you."

Dugu Meng bit her lip, but finally nodded.

Jiang Chen said no more.

He gave a loud whistle, and moments later, several fine horses galloped in from the main road outside the town—

It was clearly something he had prepared long ago.

Jiang Chen secured Nie Renwang firmly to the horse's back, and then lifted Nie Qing onto Dugu Meng's horse.

With everything arranged, he mounted his horse and pulled on the reins.

"Walk."

The sound of horses' hooves clattered, and dust billowed.

As dusk fell, the group sped off toward the Tianshan Mountains.

Beyond the heavens, a secluded courtyard in the back mountains.

You Ruo and Di Er Meng are playing chess in the pavilion.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of horses' hooves approaching from afar. The two exchanged a glance, got up, and went out to greet them.

"My husband, this is..."

You Ruo stood up to greet them, her beautiful eyes sweeping over Dugu Meng and her daughter, a hint of suspicion flashing in them.

"Tianmen was about to target Nie Feng's family when I happened to be passing by and rescued them."

Jiang Chen said it casually, his expression as indifferent as if he had just bought a sesame seed cake on the street.

"So they are Nie Feng's family members."

Second Dream suddenly realized what was happening and rushed forward to check on Nie Renwang's injuries.

You Ruo, however, turned her eyes and moved closer to Jiang Chen.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, she lowered her voice and exhaled softly:

"My husband is so enthusiastic, could it be... that he has taken a fancy to this Miss Dugu and wants to steal Nie Feng's beloved?"

She glanced at Dugu Meng with a half-smile:

"After all, this Miss Dugu is so beautiful that even I find her lovely."

Jiang Chen glanced at her and flicked her smooth forehead with his finger.

"Don't talk nonsense."

You Ruo winced in pain, covered her forehead, and glared at him playfully, but a gentle smile remained on her lips.

At this moment, Second Dream had finished examining Nie Renwang's injuries and stood up, saying:

"Senior Nie is seriously injured and needs to be treated as soon as possible."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly and summoned several maids:

"Carry the person to the warm pavilion, take the 'Nine-Turn Life-Extending Pill' and give it to them, then take good care of them."

"Yes." The maids accepted the order and carefully lifted Nie Renwang up.

Dugu Meng and Nie Qing were worried and quickly followed.

After everyone left, the courtyard returned to quiet.

You Ruo's playful expression vanished, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, as if she had remembered something:

"My lord, I remember... Yan Ying is also in the Outer Heavens now, isn't she?"

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"

"Yan Ying is Nie Feng's birth mother and Nie Renwang's first wife..."

You Ruo sighed softly.

"Now that Nie Renwang is so badly injured and has been brought here, if the two of them meet, it will probably cause a lot of trouble."

The fact that Yan Ying abandoned her husband and children to follow Po Jun was the greatest pain in Nie Renwang's life.

Now things have changed, and Yan Ying has become Duan Lang's wife.

If they were to actually meet, the scene would be extremely awkward, and it might even lead to a conflict.

"Should we tell Duan Lang first?" You Ruo asked tentatively.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen's lips curled into a playful smile.

"No need, Duan Lang will handle it himself."

Heavenly Palace!

Duan Lang sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed, his body surrounded by rising purple energy, like a god or demon.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, gleaming like lightning.

In the void before them, specks of golden light converged, transforming into a line of text that hovered for a moment before vanishing without a trace.

"Nie Feng's family has arrived at the back mountain."

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, exuding a familiar feel.

Duan Lang's gaze sharpened slightly, and he instantly understood Jiang Chen's meaning.

Nie Feng's family... which means that Nie Renwang has also come.

However, Bei Yin Kuang Dao is no different from an ant in front of Duan Lang today.

He knew perfectly well the past between Yan Ying and Nie Renwang.

In the past, he might have harbored resentment.

But things are different now—he is the supreme master of the martial arts world, possessing divine martial arts skills and holding absolute power.

Yan Ying, this woman, only admired the strong throughout her life.

Now her heart is completely tied to Duan Lang.

"The mere King Nie is not worthy of being compared to me."

Duan Lang sneered, his eyes filled with contempt.

He then ignored the matter, closed his eyes slightly, and immersed himself in cultivation again.

For him, the only important thing was to reach the pinnacle of martial arts and catch up with Jiang Chen.

Romantic entanglements and old grudges are nothing but fleeting clouds.

However—just as he was about to enter a meditative state, his mind changed.

"Fine, since we've run into each other, let her decide for herself."

With a thought, he parted his lips slightly and used a secret telepathic communication technique.

A wisp of true energy enveloped his voice, piercing through clouds and mist, reaching deep into the palace.

In the elegant pavilion of the Heavenly Palace, Yan Ying dressed up in front of the mirror.

Time never fails to treat beauties kindly; the woman in the mirror still retains her charm, with a natural allure in her eyes.

Suddenly—Duan Lang's domineering and majestic voice rang in my ears:

"Nie Renwang is currently in the back mountain."

"Smack."

Her jade-like hand trembled slightly, and the ivory comb fell to the ground with a crisp sound, like something breaking.

Nie Renwang!!

Hearing it suddenly was like throwing a stone into a calm lake, causing ripples to spread outwards in circles.

The past is like smoke, but the scars in my heart can never be erased.

Thinking of the man who was devoted to her his whole life, only to be cruelly abandoned by her in the end...

Yan Ying felt a surge of indescribable guilt.

"Decades have passed..."

Yan Ying gazed at herself in the mirror, her beautiful eyes sparkling with complex emotions, and then she let out a soft sigh.

"Since we're in the same place, there's no harm in meeting up."

The northern water town is shrouded in mist and waves.

As the sun sets, fishermen sing their evening songs.

Chu Chu carried a fish basket on her back and walked home in the evening glow, humming a folk song.

Although the years have left some marks on her face, they have only added to her gentle and virtuous charm.

The setting sun cast a long shadow over her, the wind blew through her hair, and her soft, gentle singing blended into the rosy sunset.

Suddenly—several whooshing sounds rang out.

Several Tianmen experts dressed in strange attire appeared out of thin air like ghosts and surrounded Chu Chu in the blink of an eye.

"Bu Jingyun's wife? Come with us!"

The leader gave a cold shout, and with lightning speed, he sealed all the major acupoints on Chu Chu's body.

Before Chu Chu could even utter a cry of alarm, she was already paralyzed, her eyes filled with terror.

At that very moment—

A wisp of flute music drifted gently from the water.

The flute's sound was clear and ethereal, initially sounding like a mountain stream, then like a phoenix's cry from the heavens.

Then, a bizarre scene unfolded—

In an instant, within a radius of several thousand feet, the wind stopped, the clouds condensed, and the waves calmed.

Birds hover motionless in mid-air, while fish in the water remain frozen at the bottom.

Even those few ferocious-looking experts from Tianmen remained in their capture positions, as if they had been frozen in place, completely immobile.

At this moment, all things in heaven and earth seemed to be frozen in place by an unparalleled power.

Only a small boat slowly sailed in from the depths of the misty waves.

At the bow of the boat, a figure in white sat facing the wind, playing a flute, his robes fluttering, seemingly untouched by the world.

The song ended.

"call--"

A gentle breeze swept by, and the energy between heaven and earth began to flow again.

However, several experts from Tianmen disintegrated inch by inch in this gentle breeze, turning into dust that scattered into the lake.

No remains were found.

Chu Chu felt a lightness in her body; the acupoints had been released.

Still shaken, she looked up at the white-clad figure on the small boat—her pupils suddenly contracted.

"Brother Jiang...?"

More than a decade has passed, and the world has changed.

Yet, time has left not a single trace on his face—

He remained as handsome and refined as ever, and as enigmatic as ever.

Jiang Chen put away the jade flute, his gaze indifferent, and glanced at Chu Chu.

"Come with me."

Chu Chu was stunned for a moment: "Why...why did you save me? Was it because of Brother Yun?"

"No." Jiang Chen smiled faintly, his expression calm and carefree.

"I saved you, not because of Bu Jingyun."

"Simply because you are Bu Tian's mother—my disciple's biological mother."

Beyond the heavens, a secluded courtyard in the back mountains.

Chu Chu's arrival brought a touch of life to this quiet place.

You Ruo and Di Er Meng came out to greet them upon hearing the news.

Although the three women hadn't interacted much before, they were all seasoned veterans of the martial arts world, so they got along quite well and chatted and laughed together.