I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

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"Huai Kong, where are you going?" Wu Er asked in a deep voice.

"Bai Ling left without saying goodbye, I can't rest easy, I have to go find her!" Huai Kong said anxiously, pushing his hand to go over.

Wu Er remained unmoved and said in a deep voice:

"No. Indra has given a strict order: the great plan to slay the dragon is imminent, and you must go to the Heavenly Gate immediately. There can be no delay."

"But how can I abandon Bai Ling?"

Wu Er's gaze was intense as he placed his hands on Huai Kong's shoulders.

"Huai Kong, although we are not from the same sect, we have a bond that transcends life and death."

"If you trust me, then go ahead. Leave Bai Ling's matter to me."

Seeing that Huai Kong was still hesitating, Wu Er emphasized his tone:

"I'm your friend, would I ever harm you?"

"I'll take men and go after her right away to make sure she's safe."

Looking at Wu Er's open and honest expression, Huai Kong finally gritted his teeth and nodded, saying:

"Alright! Wu Er, I won't thank you enough. I'll leave Bai Ling in your care."

As he said this, his hand was still clutching the note that read "Take care," and his fingertips were trembling slightly.

Wu Er glanced at Huai Kong's hand, said nothing, and simply patted his shoulder heavily.

Then he turned around, immediately gathered several elite soldiers, mounted his horse, kicked up a cloud of snow dust, and rode away in a cloud of dust.

the other side.

A figure flashed out of the carriage silently, disappearing into the dark forest beside the road in the blink of an eye.

The forest was deep and shrouded in fog, filled with a chilling aura.

Several skilled fighters dressed in black had been waiting for some time. As soon as the figure landed gracefully, they all knelt down on one knee.

"Greetings, Mother Goddess!"

At this moment, Luo Xian no longer resembled a young girl at all—

His face was covered in frost, his phoenix eyes held a murderous glint, and he asked coldly:

Where is that woman now?

The leader bowed his head and reported:

"Reporting to the Divine Mother, Bai Ling has left alone and is currently staying at an inn in Qing Shi Town, about ten miles ahead."

"very good."

Luo Xian lowered her head, unconsciously turning a silver ring on her ring finger with her right hand—it was a gift from Huai Kong.

After spinning around twice, her hand stopped.

When he raised his head again, a cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips, his eyes burning with jealousy and filled with chilling murderous intent.

"Huai Kong is my person. How dare a mere lowly servant girl covet her?"

"Today I'll show her that being my rival in love means certain death."

"Lead the way, I will personally send her on her way."

Before the words were even finished, several figures shot off like arrows, carrying a chilling killing intent, and sped towards Qing Shi Town.

Qingshi Ancient Town, inn.

Bai Ling was packing her things, wanting to set off before dawn.

"boom--!"

With a loud bang, the door was blown to pieces!

Several ghostly black shadows pierced through the air and instantly blocked all escape routes.

The leader was dressed in a brocade robe, his face covered with a strangely colorful mask, and a chilling aura emanated from him like a tidal wave, making people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Bai Ling's heart sank—she recognized the iconic, colorful mask at a glance.

"Goddess?! You... how did you get here?"

The goddess gave a cold laugh, and with a slight lift of her delicate hand, slowly removed her mask.

The moment the mask fell off, a beautiful and ethereal face was revealed.

"It's you... Luo Xian?!" Bai Ling's expression changed drastically, her eyes filled with shock.

"Indeed, it is I."

Luo Xian casually tossed the mask aside, her phoenix eyes revealing a murderous intent:

"Bai Ling, blame yourself for showing up next to Huai Kong."

Bai Ling's heart trembled violently; in an instant, she understood everything—

That seemingly weak and helpless girl was actually the powerful and influential Heavenly Gate Goddess!

This whole game, from beginning to end, was about risking his own life.

"I see……"

Bai Ling suppressed her fear, a resolute glint flashing in her eyes.

Although she wasn't a top-tier martial arts expert, she was still a woman of the martial world—how could she just sit idly by and wait to die?

With a sharp cry, she drew her longsword from her waist—

The sword light flashed like a bolt of lightning, carrying all her life's skill, and thrust towards Luo Xian's throat!

This sword strike was swift and ruthless, aiming to strike first and fight for a chance of survival in a desperate situation.

however--

Luo Xian didn't even glance at it, and gently pinched it between two fingers.

"bite--"

The sword was held firmly in place by two fingers, remaining completely still.

Bai Ling pushed forward with all her might, the sword tip only half an inch from Luo Xian's throat—

But that half inch feels like a mountain away.

Luo Xian curled her lips in disdain and tightened her fingers slightly—

"Snap!"

The longsword broke in two, and the shattered pieces clattered and fell to the ground.

Bai Ling was left with only a broken handle in his hand, and his tiger's mouth was bleeding profusely from the impact.

But she didn't back down—gritting her teeth, she gripped the broken handle and stabbed it towards Luo Xian's face!

"Overestimating one's abilities."

Luo Xiansu flipped her hand and struck Bai Ling's chest with her palm—extremely cold true energy poured in like a raging torrent!

Bai Ling was blasted away, her back slamming hard against the wall—

A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the broken handle slipped from his hand, falling to the ground with a "thud".

She slid to the ground, her vision beginning to darken.

In her final moments of consciousness, she only had time to softly call out one name.

"...Huai Kong".

The sound was so soft that even the speaker could barely hear it.

Then, everything fell silent.

A moment later.

The sound of hooves thundered outside the inn.

Wu Er led his men, leaping off their horses, and were about to rush in—

The goddess, leading her retinue, slowly stepped out from the shattered doorway.

Her expression was indifferent, and her clothes were without a single wrinkle, as if she had just attended a leisurely banquet.

As she passed by Wu Er, she didn't even lift her eyelids, and drifted away, leaving only a wisp of cool, fragrant breeze.

Wu Er's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed into the room—

The room was a complete mess, with tables and chairs smashed to pieces.

Bai Ling lay quietly in a pool of blood, her life extinguished, her breath gone.

Her eyes were still half-open, and her lips were slightly parted—

It was as if he was saying something before he died, but he could never say it again.

Wu Er stood still, motionless.

After a long time, he slowly squatted down and reached out to close Bai Ling's eyes.

Then he took off his cloak and covered her with it.

He stood up, let out a long sigh, and waved his hand to dismiss those around him.

"Sigh... I must keep this to myself and never let Huai Kong know."

His voice was a little hoarse when he finished speaking.

The wind and snow outside the window continued, the sky a blanket of white—as if to bury all the sins and sorrows of this world.

Once the people and horses had gone far away and the clamor had subsided, the world returned to deathly silence.

The shopkeeper, who had been hiding behind the counter, cautiously peeked out.

His legs were trembling violently, and he walked for a while, supporting himself against the wall, before tiptoeing to the door of the side room and peeking inside—

The house was in a mess, a scene of devastation.

But the place was deserted, empty, not a soul in sight.

All that remained was a ground covered in crimson blood, slowly congealing in the cold wind—a horrifying sight.

The shopkeeper knelt down at the door with a thud, his face as white as paper.

It took me a while to come to my senses.

He stood up shakily, looked at the shattered door, the smashed tables and chairs, and then at the blood all over the floor—

My eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

"The door...the door is smashed, the table is broken, and everyone's run away...who's going to pay me back?!"

A wail, worse than someone dying.

The Supreme Elders' Pavilion.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, with auspicious clouds rising in thousands of strands, it resembles a fairyland.

Bai Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly awoke.

What came into view was not the darkness of the underworld, but a dazzling array of brocade curtains and embroidered beds, with a faint, exotic fragrance lingering in the air.

She struggled to sit up, and felt that the excruciating pain all over her body had lessened considerably.

She subconsciously reached up and touched her chest—

There should have been a fatal wound there, but now there is only a shallow scar, and even the scab looks like it has been healed for a long time.

Memories flooded back into my mind—Luo Xian's fatal blow…

"I...I'm not dead?"

"The young lady is very lucky and has a long life; of course she didn't die."

A charming, amused voice rang out.

Bai Ling looked in the direction of the sound—and saw a graceful maid standing by the bed, her eyes smiling.

"Did you save me? Where is this place?" Bai Ling asked warily, a series of questions blurting out.

"I was clearly severely injured by Luo Xian... how did I end up here?"

The maid covered her mouth and chuckled, a hint of arrogance flashing in her eyes:

"This servant has no ability to bring the dead back to life. It was my master who saved you, young lady."

"Your master?" Bai Ling frowned. "Who is he? Where exactly is this place?"

The maid straightened her back, her expression full of reverence, and said in a crisp voice:

"My master is none other than the omnipotent Jiang Chen!"

"Jiang Chen?"

Bai Ling murmured to herself, searching her memory—she had absolutely no recollection of it.

When did this kind of person appear in the martial arts world?

Seeing her blank expression, the maid didn't say anything and turned to get her the pills.

Bai Ling's gaze inadvertently swept over the maid's footsteps—her pupils suddenly contracted.

The maid's steps were as light as a feather, and she landed without making a sound.

With each step, the body's energy flows smoothly and harmoniously—clearly a sign that internal strength has reached a state of perfection!

"This footwork...this aura...it's actually a grandmaster-level expert?!"

A storm raged in Bai Ling's heart, and a chill ran down her spine.

A mere maidservant's cultivation has reached such a terrifying level—even surpassing mine!

The enigmatic Jiang Chen... just who is he?

At the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

The north wind howled, whipping up thousands of piles of snow.

Three figures moved swiftly through the snow, leaving no trace.

The leader's long hair danced wildly, his movements graceful and ethereal, like a whirlwind of snow.

The other man was dressed in black, his expression cold and stern, like a dark cloud pressing down on the city.

A young man followed behind, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a heroic aura.

The three, still attached to their old friend, pushed their lightness skills to the limit.

His figure left trails of afterimages in the snow-capped mountains, like a shooting star chasing the moon, and in the blink of an eye, he swept across the thousand-foot cliff and arrived at the Heavenly Mountain Gate.

The mountain gate stood majestically, and a maid in green robes stood in the wind and snow, seemingly having waited for a long time.

When the three arrived, she remained calm and composed.

As soon as the three of them landed, Nie Feng asked urgently:

"May I ask, young lady, is my father, Nie Renwang, here?"

When he spoke, his voice was relatively calm, but Bu Tian noticed that Nie Feng's hand, which was hanging by his side, was trembling slightly.

The maidservant curtsied, her manner neither servile nor arrogant.

"My master has already given instructions—if anyone comes looking for Master Nie, do not stop them."

"Master Nie is currently in the back mountain. Please make yourselves at home."

After saying that, she pointed her delicate hand towards the direction of the back mountain.