I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"..."

Even Duan Lang, who had dominated the world and had already reached the realm of celestial beings.

At this moment, they were completely silenced by this shocking and utterly shameless act.

A good while passed.

Duan Lang's eyes twitched violently as he looked at the self-righteous woman in front of him, a bizarre and absurd storm raging in his heart.

Good guy!

So this crazy woman's whole ordeal wasn't about getting a title at all; she was just after my superior genes and wanted to borrow my seed!

"Incomprehensible. No way!"

Duan Lang lost even the will to curse, and with a whoosh!

The afterimage dissipated, and the once-powerful leader of the martial arts alliance vanished into thin air as if he had seen a ghost, without even stirring up a single leaf.

Looking at the empty courtyard, Du Yunling was not discouraged at all; instead, she gritted her teeth and persevered.

She stamped her foot and spat out an extremely insane and violent statement through gritted teeth:

"So you're completely unresponsive to both soft and hard tactics, huh?"

"Fine!! Since open methods won't work, then I'll go for it secretly!!"

"I refuse to believe that we can't have a child after all this time!"

Before you know it, winter has arrived.

Niejia Town was shrouded in snow.

However, this biting cold could not suppress the bustling sounds and lively atmosphere in the town's streets and alleys.

The Nie residence, in particular, was brightly decorated and extremely lively at this moment.

Amidst the howling wind and snow.

"Wow--!!"

A clear, resonant cry suddenly ripped through the deathly silence of the swirling snow!

"She's given birth! The lady has given birth!"

"He's a young master with a penis!!"

The midwife's joyful shouts had barely faded.

Inside the bedroom, the stove fire was burning brightly.

Dressed in a green robe, Nie Feng moved with the speed of the wind, stepping to the bedside in one stride, but his movements became extremely gentle the moment he touched the swaddling clothes.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the baby boy in his arms.

Upon seeing this, the usually gentle and refined martial arts legend's eyes instantly flashed with undisguised astonishment.

The infant in the swaddling clothes did not tremble with its eyes closed like a normal child. Instead, its brow bones were unusually high, and an extremely pure innate essence flowed around its body!

Faint, yet extremely masculine!

Not even the slightest trace of impurities from the fetus penetrated the meridians.

His physique is exceptional, and his breathing is long and deep!

"What amazing talent for martial arts."

Nie Feng couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, his usually calm and handsome face now filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.

"Truly a martial arts prodigy, one in a century."

on the bed.

Dugu Meng's long hair was soaked with sweat, and her beautiful face appeared somewhat pale due to exhaustion.

But seeing her world-renowned husband holding their son like a precious treasure, her eyes were filled with the utmost tenderness and joy.

Outside the door, in the courtyard covered in snow.

Nie Renwang, the once invincible martial arts master who killed countless people, now wore only a half-undressed cloak and carried a heavy wood-chopping axe in his hand.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With a swift movement, the axe fell.

Although he was just chopping wood, the old man swung his blade with an overwhelming, domineering intent that could split mountains and cleave seas, sending pieces of wood flying everywhere.

"Quickly! Bring the bone broth inside!"

"Don't let the charcoal in the stove break! If my precious grandson freezes, I'll chop you all up alive!"

Hearing his father's booming voice, Nie Feng shook his head helplessly.

But in the middle of the snow.

Wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket with trim, Qing'er was happily skipping around in the wind and snow.

The pigtails tied on either side of her head swayed back and forth.

The little girl was overjoyed, clapping her hands excitedly:

"Yay! Yay!"

"Qing'er has a little brother! Now I'll have someone to ride on!"

No matter how fierce the wind and snow, they could not penetrate this small courtyard that exuded the ultimate perfection of the mortal world.

Zhonghua Pavilion.

The restaurant lobby was bustling with noise and a constant stream of customers. The waiters were so busy they barely had time to breathe, and the noise was at its peak.

The windproof curtain was suddenly lifted.

A tall, imposing figure, exuding an aura of righteousness, stepped into the restaurant.

Even though the newcomer deliberately concealed his true energy, the Heavenly Sword pressure inherent in his bones and blood still made those in the hall with even a little martial arts experience feel slightly suffocated.

The old shopkeeper, who was busy calculating accounts, seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up.

Just one glance!

The abacus in his hand slipped from his grasp and crashed to the ground with a "thud".

The old shopkeeper's eyes gleamed with barely suppressed surprise and awe. He quickly stepped out from behind the counter and bowed deeply.

"The Nameless Senior has returned!"

These words shocked many of the core staff of Zhonghua Pavilion, and the room fell silent.

Wuming nodded slightly, his face calm and serene, and greeted the other workers with a few simple words.

Right at this chaotic moment.

"Whoosh—"

A ghostly afterimage appeared out of nowhere in a blind spot in the lobby.

It was the nameless loyal servant, Ghost Tiger.

Wuming's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything more. He walked straight past Guihu through the noisy hall and into the quiet and secluded purple bamboo forest in the backyard.

The fluttering bamboo leaves completely shut out all worldly noise and distractions from the front courtyard.

"During my seclusion, have there been any disturbances in the martial world?"

Wuming stood with his hands behind his back, his upright back resembling a peerless divine weapon sheathed, his tone calm and undisturbed.

Ghost Tiger knelt on one knee in respectful response:

"Reporting to Master. In recent days, although many new sects have sprung up like mushrooms after rain in the martial world, bloody clashes have frequently occurred in the struggle for territory..."

"But these are all minor skirmishes, like ants trying to shake a tree. No supreme demon has appeared that can threaten the stability of the martial arts world or disrupt the overall situation of the world."

Upon hearing this...

The nameless man's tense eyes relaxed slightly, and he slowly exhaled a long breath:

"That would be for the best. The greatest comfort for us martial artists is that all people under heaven can enjoy peace and happiness."

Ghost Tiger looked up at his master, but a sharp look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He remained hidden in the shadows for years, his ability to detect subtle cues was unparalleled.

At that moment, he realized with extreme horror:

The nameless figure standing before me had no trace of true energy leaking out, yet his aura was so ethereal that he seemed to be completely integrated with the bamboo forest and the surrounding world!

Extremely deep!

It's even unpredictable!

"Owner……"

Ghost Tiger swallowed hard, and blurted out in utter shock:

"Upon emerging from seclusion this time, your martial arts aura seems... seems to have gained even more mystery and unfathomable depth than before your retreat?!"

Upon hearing this, Wuming's lips curled into a faint, composed smile, and he made no attempt to conceal anything:

"You're very accurate."

"Through this period of secluded meditation, my skill has broken through another insurmountable barrier."

His voice was extremely soft, yet it struck Ghost Tiger's ear like a thunderclap:

"Now, I have completely entered the realm of 'Grandmaster of the Ultimate Path'."

Ghost Tiger was overjoyed!

The fact that Master has broken through the martial arts barrier again is a great joy!

however.

This ecstasy on Ghost Tiger's weathered old face lasted for less than three breaths before it abruptly froze.

He opened his mouth, his old face turning bright red, looking utterly frustrated and as if he had something stuck in his throat.

Wuming was incredibly perceptive; he immediately saw through his unusual behavior.

"Between you and me, we are master and servant in name, but in reality, we are brothers who have risked our lives for each other."

The nameless man flicked his sleeve slightly, his voice deep and calm, exuding an air of quiet authority and tolerance:

"Why are you hesitating? Speak your mind!"

Ghost Tiger gritted his teeth, finally made up his mind, and clasped his hands in a fist as he spoke:

"Master, please calm your anger! Even if it is presumptuous of me to speak out today, I have no choice but to do so!"

"Your dedication to meditation, coupled with your extraordinary comprehension, allowed you to forcibly reach the level of a Grandmaster, which is truly unparalleled..."

"But...but the world outside has changed drastically!"

Wuming remained calm and composed, as if he had foreseen this change in the past.

Seeing his master's calm and unassuming demeanor, Ghost Tiger became even more furious and decided to bring it up directly as a form of remonstrance:

"Those two juniors, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, have already gone very far on the path to becoming ultimate masters, thanks to Senior Jiang's bestowal of unparalleled martial arts!"

"Another one absorbed the divine essence of Emperor Shitian and comprehended the peerless martial art 'The Art of Seeking Nothing'!"

"The cultivation levels of these two have advanced by an astonishing leap!"

Ghost Tiger grew increasingly agitated as he spoke, his eyes fixed intently on Nameless, his tone revealing extreme anxiety and frustration:

"Owner!"

"You and Senior Jiang were already on good terms, and your relationship was quite close!"

"Why do you insist on stubbornly sitting in that cold, lifeless meditation, determined to single-handedly confront the insurmountable barrier of martial arts?"

"Why...why won't you set aside your so-called grandmaster status and ask Senior Jiang for a heaven-defying opportunity?!"

A cold wind suddenly rose, and the bamboo leaves snapped.

Faced with Guihu's question, which was filled with heartache and anxiety.

The nameless man's face remained completely expressionless; instead, he smiled with utter composure.

He crossed his arms, slowly tilted his head back, and gazed into the vast sky through the bamboo leaves.

"Ghost Tiger, you're right."

a long time.

The words, spoken with utmost calmness, slowly drifted through the dark forest.

"Storms rise and fall, times change and the world shifts."

"Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun have indeed left me, the 'martial arts legend' of the old era, far behind in the dust."

Wuming readily admitted to falling behind.

Not a single thread of concealment!

There wasn't a trace of jealousy!

This almost terrifying display of mastery startled Ghost Tiger.

He was convinced that his master had finally seen the light and was ready to set aside his pride to seek an opportunity, and he was about to kowtow in great joy.

however.

The nameless man's next words, however, were like a celestial sword forged from millennia-old ice, shattering all the expectations in Ghost Tiger's eyes:

"But that's precisely why."

"Now I can see more clearly which path I should take."

Wuming slowly withdrew his gaze, his deep eyes flashing with an extremely pure and compelling sword light:

"Thanks to Senior Jiang for bestowing upon me the opportunity and guidance, I was able to rise to the top in one step."

"But I am nameless, a pure swordsman."

"If a swordsman's spine is bent, he'll wag his tail and beg for mercy in order to forcefully climb to the pinnacle of martial arts..."

"The heavenly sword in my heart shattered along with it!"

He finished speaking.

He slightly fluttered his sleeves, turned around, and slowly walked towards the deepest, most desolate part of the bamboo forest.

Only a solitary, peerless figure remained, a breathtaking silhouette that even the heavens and earth could not sway.

"I have my own way of swordsmanship to follow. Even if it's a hopeless situation, I'll overcome it alone."

"Because of a swordsman's life..."

"It is destined to be endless loneliness."