I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"Second, get married."

"This one is even more vicious. In 'Storm Riders,' women only have two fates: either they die, or they make their husbands wear bright green hats."

"Yan Ying, Nie Feng's mother, is a cuckold wholesaler. First, she married Nie Renwang, but complained he was incompetent; then she ran off with Po Jun; and later had a child with Jue Wushen; Nie Renwang's head is covered in green grass!"

"Chu Chu, Bu Jingyun's wife, was... well, you know, by Jian Chen, and even had a child named Jian Yun. Bu Jingyun comes back and suddenly has to become a father—this plot is absolutely explosive!"

"Second Dream, Nie Feng's beloved. They finally got together, but in the end, she died saving Nie Feng—a typical plot-driven death."

"Kong Ci, a victim of a love quadrangle. She married Qin Shuang, but her heart was with Nie Feng, while her body was given to Bu Jingyun. Qin Shuang's cuckoldry is truly something else."

Jiang Chen shook his head, looking disgusted: "Conclusion: Want to become a peerless master? Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and cancel your household registration first. Being single ensures safety. 'Wife-killing' is the standard for a strong person!"

"Third, having children." Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud, his eyes flashing with a knowing and playful glint.

"In the world of 'Storm Riders,' having children is not for carrying on the family line, but for creating 'calamities' for oneself. It's practically a large-scale anti-fatherly and filial piety lesson."

"The most typical example is Jue Wushen, who is simply the epitome of a 'family-style' tragedy. This Japanese overlord cultivated an 'indestructible body' and thought himself invincible. But what happened? His wife Yan Ying poisoned him, and his own son Jue Xin took advantage of the situation, personally sending him to hell!"

"This is what they call 'when husband and wife are of one mind, their strength can break metal'! The mighty and ruthless Jue Wushen, who could defend against any master in the world, ultimately died from the 'double whammy' of his wife and son. How ironic!"

In this world, blood ties are the greatest curse. Once you have offspring, you have a weakness, and you might even raise the next gravedigger to kill you.

Jiang Chen casually tossed the apple core he had finished eating into the air, where it traced a graceful arc.

"So, in this world, taking on a disciple will inevitably lead to being stabbed, marrying a wife will inevitably result in being cheated on (or dying), having a child will inevitably lead to being scammed, or even being directly 'physically exorcised'."

"Fathers and sons turning against each other, brothers turning against each other—that's the true nature of the martial arts world. I'd better just be a lazy bum. Occasionally watching a show, making some comments, and maybe even practicing some martial arts—that's the right way to be a winner in life."

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen felt much better. He closed his eyes, listened to the sound of the wind, and drifted off to sleep again.

a few days later.

The morning sunlight filtered through the sparse bamboo leaves and fell on the open space in front of the bamboo house.

Duan Lang remained in the cross-legged sitting posture, like an unchanging sculpture.

In the past few days, he has hardly moved at all, and even his breathing has become barely perceptible, as if he has entered a state of suspended animation.

Jiang Chen sat on a bamboo chair to the side, holding a "rare and precious" book he had found at a roadside stall, and was flipping through it with great interest.

Judging from the occasional glimpses of snow-white skin peeking through the pages, this is clearly a "good book" unsuitable for children.

"Brother Lang's seclusion this time is quite long." Jiang Chen glanced at Duan Lang, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

Just then.

hum-

A soft sword ringing sound suddenly rang out in the air.

The sound was initially very faint, like the flapping of a mosquito's wings, but in an instant it became high-pitched and loud, like a dragon's roar in the heavens!

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, and he quickly and carefully put the "good book" in his hand into his pocket, afraid of damaging it. Then, his figure instantly floated back to a distance of ten feet.

next moment.

Duan Lang suddenly opened his eyes!

boom!

Two tangible sword beams shot out from his eyes, instantly piercing through a boulder in front of him!

An extremely terrifying aura spread wildly in all directions from Duan Lang's center.

This aura is no longer the innate true energy of before, but a more refined, more domineering, and more spiritual one—the realm of a grandmaster!

But this is just the beginning.

As Duan Lang's aura intensified, the air around him began to distort violently, as if something was being squeezed out of the void.

"Sword Realm, open!" Duan Lang shouted in a low voice.

buzzing-

The space within a radius of several feet was instantly enveloped by an invisible force.

Under the influence of this force, the once vibrant grassland began to wither and die at a visible speed.

The verdant bamboo leaves, as if sliced ​​by countless invisible tiny swords, instantly turned into dust that scattered and fell from the sky.

Even the soil on the ground was cut with countless fine sword marks, resembling a giant spider web.

Within a radius of several dozen feet, not a single blade of grass grows!

This is the prototype of the "Sword Realm" in the "Ten Directions Invincible Sutra"!

Although it is still in its infancy, its domineering nature has already begun to emerge.

Within the realm of swords, Duan Lang is the absolute ruler; everything can be turned into a sword, and everything can be slain!

"call……"

Duan Lang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the terrifying aura around him gradually subsided.

He stood up, looked at the mess around him, and a look of unbelievable ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

"This is... the Sword Realm?" He clenched his fist, feeling the surging true energy within his body, and the powerful feeling that seemed to control everything. He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Jiang!" Duan Lang turned around abruptly and bowed deeply to Jiang Chen in the distance, his tone filled with gratitude and awe.

He knew that if Jiang Chen hadn't taught him this unparalleled divine skill, it would have taken him several years, or even longer, to break through to the Grandmaster level. And to comprehend such a terrifying "Sword Realm" was simply a pipe dream!

"Hmm?" Just as Duan Lang was about to finish his practice, Jiang Chen suddenly let out a soft exclamation and turned his gaze to the depths of Lingyun Cave beneath his feet.

At the same time, Duan Lang sensed something and suddenly looked down.

Below, the Dadu River had suddenly swelled, its turbid waters roaring and already submerging the knees of the Leshan Giant Buddha!

"Flooding the Buddha's knees, burning down the Lingyun Cave!" Duan Lang's expression changed, a glint of light flashing in his eyes: "It's the Fire Qilin! It's coming out!"

"Let's go! Let's go in and take a look!" Jiang Chen's figure flashed, and he was the first to transform into a white shadow and rush into Lingyun Cave.

Duan Lang followed closely behind, the Fire Kirin Sword in hand, his sword intent contained yet not unleashed.

The two ventured deeper into the cave, but the passages within Lingyun Cave were intricate and complex, resembling a maze.

Just after the two had gone several miles, they suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps ahead.

"Someone's there?" Jiang Chen and Duan Lang exchanged a glance and stopped simultaneously.

The next moment, a familiar figure rushed out of the darkness, looking travel-worn and rather disheveled.

"Nie Feng?!" Duan Lang exclaimed in surprise as he looked at the person in front of him.

The person who arrived was none other than Nie Feng!

Nie Feng was also taken aback when he saw Duan Lang and Jiang Chen, clearly not expecting to encounter them here.

"Duan Lang? Jiang Chen? What are you doing here?" Nie Feng stopped and asked, panting heavily.

Duan Lang sheathed his Fire Kirin Sword, not answering Nie Feng's questions. "Nie Feng, what happened to you? And how did you manage to escape from the depths of Lingyun Cave?"

Nie Feng gave a wry smile and pointed to the deep cave behind him:

"It's a long story. I've been tracking the Fire Qilin all the way, but I never imagined that this beast would run for over a thousand miles in underground caves! I also never imagined that the Lingyun Cave would be so deep and so long!"

"Over a thousand miles?!" Duan Lang was somewhat surprised.

The interior of Lingyun Cave is actually connected to such a vast underground water system and passageways?

Before Duan Lang could process the news, Nie Feng suddenly straightened up, staring intently at Duan Lang, his tone becoming serious:

"Duan Lang, I have something to ask you."

"What is it?" Duan Lang was somewhat puzzled by his gaze.

"During the battle of Fengxi Village, Xiong Ba suddenly led his men to attack and surrounded us. You were the only one who didn't go to Fengxi Village..." Nie Feng took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Did you betray us?"