I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Fengxi Village.

This is a secluded paradise, with small bridges, flowing water, and wisps of smoke rising from chimneys.

A clear stream flows through the village, with farmhouses scattered along its banks. Several large yellow dogs lazily lie in the sun at their doorways, while children chase and play in the alleys, creating a peaceful and serene scene.

Jiang Chen, dressed in white, slowly walked across the mottled stone bridge at the entrance of the village.

"Young man, you look unfamiliar. Are you here to see someone?"

An old farmer carrying a hoe passed by and, seeing Jiang Chen's extraordinary demeanor, stopped and asked kindly, "Are you here to see Xiao Ma?"

"Little Ma?" Jiang Chen smiled slightly and nodded. "Yes, that's who I came to find."

He naturally knew that this "Little Horse" was Nie Feng, who was living in seclusion here.

"Little Ma, he's fishing downstream." The old farmer pointed to the lower reaches of the stream and said with a smile, "This young man is a good guy, he often helps the villagers with their work, he's just a bit quiet."

"Thank you, sir." Jiang Chen bowed in thanks and walked downstream along the stream.

With his current strength, as long as he unleashes the domain of "Boundless Sword Realm" or "Ten Directions Invincible Scripture", he can instantly cover the entire Fengxi Village, directly annihilate the invading enemy, and protect the peace of the area.

But he didn't want to do that.

It's too high-profile; it puts itself completely on the spot, which doesn't align with the original intention of "watching the show from behind the scenes."

Since they couldn't take direct action and force their way out, they had no choice but to let the villagers take temporary refuge.

But here's the problem: persuading these hundreds of villagers who have lived here for generations to leave their homes is a difficult task. As an outsider, he probably wouldn't believe them even if he talked himself hoarse.

This kind of thing should be done by "Little Ma," an acquaintance.

"Only Nie Feng can make these villagers obediently leave. Otherwise, when the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi arrive, not a single one will be spared." Jiang Chen muttered to himself as he walked. "Although I don't want to be the protagonist, since I've stumbled upon this mess, I have to take care of it."

Before long, he saw that familiar figure on a riverbank downstream.

Nie Feng, wearing a straw hat and coarse linen clothes, was sitting quietly by the river fishing.

Looking at the somewhat desolate figure, Jiang Chen couldn't help but recall the plot of the original work.

Nie Feng went into seclusion here because he felt guilty for causing Kong Ci's death and wanted to escape the conflicts of the martial arts world.

"I have to say, although Nie Feng is a bit too saintly, he is indeed a true friend," Jiang Chen thought to himself.

But then his thoughts drifted to two other people—Qin Shuang and Bu Jingyun.

"Speaking of which, the people in this world of turmoil all have somewhat abnormal brain circuits."

"Especially Qin Shuang and Bu Jingyun." Jiang Chen's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"That guy Bu Jingyun, he cuckolded Senior Brother Qin Shuang, then accidentally killed Kong Ci, and finally stole Kong Ci's body, leaving Qin Shuang with nothing left to hold onto."

"And what happened? Qin Shuang not only didn't hate Bu Jingyun, but instead transferred all her hatred to Xiong Ba, feeling that Xiong Ba had harmed her and her fellow disciples."

"Is this even a normal human brain?"

"Haha!" Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud in his heart.

"And then there's Bu Jingyun, who's had a deadpan expression since he was a child, and he's not close to anyone except Kong Ci."

"In his eyes, everyone except Kong Ci was invisible, and even his senior and junior brothers were not friends."

"It's unbelievable that someone with such a reclusive and obsessive personality could be portrayed as a chivalrous hero."

Just as Jiang Chen was internally ranting, Nie Feng in front of him seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around.

When he saw Jiang Chen standing not far away, his previously depressed and silent eyes instantly lit up.

"Jiang Chen?!" Nie Feng dropped his fishing rod and rushed over in surprise, grabbing Jiang Chen's shoulder. "What are you doing here?!"

Seeing familiar faces in this unfamiliar place seemed to dispel much of the gloom in Nie Feng's heart.

He glanced behind Jiang Chen, a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Where's Duan Lang? Didn't he come with you?"

In his memory, Jiang Chen and Duan Lang were always inseparable, like fire and water.

"Stop looking, I'm all alone." Jiang Chen shrugged, shattering Nie Feng's expectations. "Duan Lang is in seclusion cultivating his divine skills and doesn't have time for you."

Upon hearing that Duan Lang hadn't come, a hint of disappointment flashed in Nie Feng's eyes, but he quickly regained his smile.

"It's alright, I'm glad you could come."

"Come on, let's go to my place and have a few drinks!"

As he spoke, Nie Feng tried to pull Jiang Chen back.

"Forget about drinking." Jiang Chen stood still, his smile fading slightly, and his tone becoming serious. "I came here to give you a message."

"Report a message?" Nie Feng was taken aback.

Jiang Chen looked into Nie Feng's eyes and said, word by word:

"Xiong Ba already knows where you are hiding."

"He is leading a large number of assassins to kill Fengxi Village."

"You'd better move the villagers out of here right away, otherwise..."

"This Fengxi Village is probably going to become a village of the dead."

Upon hearing this, Nie Feng's face turned deathly pale.

He knew Xiong Ba's methods all too well: he'd rather kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free.

If Xiong Ba really comes, the hundreds of people in Fengxi Village, young and old, will definitely not escape death!

"No! We absolutely cannot let anything happen to them!" Nie Feng was extremely anxious, and he didn't even care about the fish basket and fishing rod on the ground.

"Whoosh—" A sudden gust of wind arose.

He immediately unleashed the "Wind God Leg" technique, transforming into a streak of blue light that vanished instantly from the riverbank, speeding towards the village.

Watching Nie Feng's hurried departure, Jiang Chen neither followed nor left.

His figure swayed slightly and quietly blended into the surrounding shadows, as if he had become one with the world.

Fengxi Village, the village chief's house.

The village chief, who was over sixty years old, was sitting in the courtyard smoking a pipe, looking quite content.

Just then, a gust of wind swept into the courtyard, and Nie Feng's figure appeared.

"Oh, it's Little Ma!" The village chief's face lit up with a smile when he saw Nie Feng, and he quickly stood up to greet him.

"Perfect timing! Your sister-in-law is killing a chicken right now. Let's eat here later, and have a couple of drinks!"

Seeing the village chief's simple and warm smile, Nie Feng felt even more anxious.

He originally only wanted to live an ordinary life under an assumed name, leading a simple and peaceful existence.

But he never expected that his past would eventually come knocking on his door.

We must not let our own actions harm these kind villagers!

"Village chief, stop killing the chicken!" Nie Feng grabbed the village chief's hand, his tone urgent and serious.

"Something's happened! A large group of enemies are coming to kill me. They're ruthless and merciless, they kill without blinking an eye!"

"You must immediately tell everyone to pack their things and leave this place! The farther away the better!"

"Huh?" The village chief was startled by Nie Feng's sudden action, and almost dropped his pipe.

Seeing Nie Feng's sweaty face and anxious eyes, my heart skipped a beat.

Although he hadn't spent much time with Xiao Ma, he knew that this young man was steady and reliable, and never joked around.

The fact that they're in such a hurry means something terrible must have happened!

"Little Ma, you...you mean it?" The village chief's voice trembled slightly.

"Absolutely true!" Nie Feng nodded heavily, his eyes full of pleading. "Village Chief, there's no time to explain! Let everyone leave quickly! It'll be too late if we wait any longer!"

Seeing Nie Feng's sincere and anxious eyes, the village chief took a deep breath and made a decisive decision.

"Alright! I believe you!" He tucked his pipe into his waistband. "Old woman! Stop killing the chicken! Go and ring the gong! Tell the whole village to gather! Hurry!!"

With the village chief's loud shout, the once peaceful Fengxi Village instantly erupted into chaos.