Dao Body

He Heng only felt a cold light sweep over him, a bone-chilling killing intent permeating the air, and a cold light slashed towards him! He quickly turned, drew the long sword at his waist with his right hand, and then a cold light surged!

Clang!

He Heng's long sword, forged from refined iron, shattered instantly. He Heng looked helplessly at the broken hilt. As expected, the quality was not up to par.

He turned back and saw a graceful woman in green, with a curvaceous figure, holding a sword and approaching. Her delicate face was shrouded in a hint of coldness, her beautiful long hair casually tied up. She moved gracefully and stood before He Heng.

Seeing Wang Bian, her eyes suddenly widened, revealing a hint of cold light and sharp intent.

Startled by the woman's glare, Wang Bian's flabby body trembled, and cold sweat streamed down his face. He quickly hid behind He Heng, hugging his back tightly.

"Second Sister, spare me! Let me go! I won't dare to do it again!" Wang Bian cried out incoherently, making He Heng very speechless. "Brother, can you not wipe your snot on my back?"

"What are you crying about? Are you even a man!!" The woman looked at Wang Bian's cowardly state, her delicate face moved, her brows furrowed, and she snorted coldly.

Wang Bian immediately stopped crying from the scare.

"@#%..." He Heng.

Looking at the scene speechlessly, He Heng felt he should seize the opportunity to slip away, but... what was the meaning of this guy Wang San clinging to his back so tightly?

Finally, Wang Bi noticed He Heng's presence and looked at him with cold eyes. "You are He Heng?"

"That depends on which He Heng you're looking for. There should be more than one person named He Heng here." He Heng threw away the steel sword that only had a hilt left and leisurely sized up Wang Bi.

"Whether you are He Heng or not, die!" Wang Bi's face was covered in frost, and a killing intent permeated her clear eyes. She suddenly drew her sword.

Ching!

A crisp sword cry echoed in all directions. He Heng felt a chill envelop his body, and a brilliant sword light slashed through the air.

He Heng didn't believe his flesh and blood could compare to the refined steel of the long sword he had just held. Naturally, he didn't dare to meet the attack head-on. He tried to disarm her. He bent his arm, pushed Wang San away, sidestepped, then bent down, fell to the ground, and dodged the sword energy with a lazy roll.

"Good skills, again!" a cold voice echoed in He Heng's ears, and another sword energy slashed down from the sky.

He Heng's pupils contracted slightly. His internal energy surged towards the Yongquan acupoint. He lightly tapped his foot, tilted his body again, and the sword energy narrowly missed his ear. He Heng could even clearly feel the coldness, and a strand of his hair was severed by the sharp edge.

"You can dodge two of my swords, so you have some skill. I'll give you a chance. If you can take one more sword and survive, I'll let you go for now." Wang Bi's eyes, like water, rippled slightly before turning sharp. Another brilliant sword light slashed down astonishingly!

He Heng's expression remained calm. Suddenly, it turned extremely cold. All color faded from his eyes, replaced by a hint of silver-white, as cold as the Heavenly Dao!

"Great Dao Formless Fist!"

As if the heavens and earth were being opened, a terrifying fist shadow surged up, like a banished immortal descending into the world, overlooking the vastness with the power to overturn mountains and seas. The surrounding air roared with sonic booms, and fierce winds erupted, turning into gang qi. A stream of emerald internal energy suddenly left his body, transforming into the fist shadow, and met the brilliant sword energy.

He Heng didn't hesitate. In that instant, his figure retreated ten feet. His gaze was cold as he watched the scene. The sword light and fist intent clashed. The fist shadow was instantly shattered like dry rot, while the sword energy paused slightly, dimmed a bit, and then continued to slash down. It landed exactly where He Heng had been standing. Instantly, a deep gash appeared on the stone-paved ground.

"So powerful!" He Heng exclaimed, looking at the sword mark. It wasn't difficult to leave a sword mark on the stone slabs, but to leave only a mark without shattering the slabs – that kind of precise control was truly impressive.

"You're not bad either. If you had a good sword in your hand and practiced swordsmanship properly, you could at least take ten of my swords. You're only sixteen now, which is truly rare."

Wang Bi, keeping her promise, sheathed her long sword. She looked at He Heng deeply twice, her gaze clear and cold, her presence like a fragrant orchid.

"I didn't realize before that there was someone like you in the academy. Being able to take ten of my swords, this kind of strength is considered top-tier among your peers."

He Heng smiled and said gently, "The academy gathers geniuses from all over the Nine Provinces. There are many hidden talents. Who doesn't have some real skill? This is nothing compared to you, Senior Sister Wang. It's natural that I wasn't noticed before."

"Is that so?" Wang Bi, holding her three-foot long sword, glanced at He Heng with her apricot eyes, saying no more.

He Heng continued, looking slightly askance, "Senior Sister, you broke into my place today and gave me three swords. What is your intention? Please enlighten me."

"Naturally, it's to kill you!" Wang Bi said without concealment.

"Did I offend Senior Sister in any way to warrant you personally coming to settle the score?" He Heng looked up, his deep pupils gazing at Wang Bi.

"Hmph, a few days ago, my elder brother Wang Yu was killed by a scoundrel from the Demonic Sect in Linjiang Tower. You, Young Master He, were present at the time, and you disappeared for an entire night afterward, only returning covered in blood the next morning." Wang Bi stared intently at He Heng, her clear eyes filled with coldness.

He Heng's expression showed indignation and helplessness. "Senior Sister Wang, I've already explained this matter clearly. Even City Lord Wang personally investigated me and proved my innocence. Why are you still coming to trouble me?"

"Hmph, I don't believe what you said. Based on my deduction, even if you weren't involved in my brother's death, you definitely know some crucial things." Wang Bi's eyes, as clear as water, swept over He Heng's face, revealing a cold glint.

"Then does Senior Sister Wang have any evidence? Otherwise, framing me is a minor matter, but slandering the reputation of my He Family would be a major issue. Even if City Lord Wang were here, I would never allow him to do so." He Heng roared indignantly, glaring fiercely at Wang Bi, his eyes filled with anger.

Wang Bi stared intently at every trace of He Heng's expression, every glance. In the end, she found nothing and said indifferently, "I don't believe you are unrelated to this matter. You, He Heng, are definitely hiding something. Wait, I will find the evidence. When that time comes, I will kill you with one sword!"

He Heng's expression remained unchanged. He said sternly, "I await Senior Sister Wang's evidence. I, He Heng, am innocent and fear no slander. I hope Senior Sister can obtain the so-called evidence soon. Otherwise, my He Family's heritage spans millennia, and no one can provoke it. You must give me an explanation today."

"Hmph, you wait." Wang Bi gave He Heng a cold look, turned her sword, and walked away. "Wang Bian, why aren't you rolling over here quickly!"

This made Wang Bian, who had been hiding in the corner watching He Heng and the two of them argue, tremble all over. He gave He Heng an apologetic look and quickly followed Wang Bi's footsteps.

"Wang Bi..." He Heng gazed deeply at the graceful figure holding her sword proudly, his eyes becoming more profound.

This woman... is not simple!

"Even Wang Panlong didn't find any flaws in my words, but she did. Such a sharp spiritual sense." He Heng frowned and re-examined the words he had spoken to Wang Panlong and the others back then. He found no flaws. He knew that these were things he had thought of during his thirty-plus years in the Dragon-Snake world, and they had been meticulously scrutinized countless times. There couldn't be any problems.

"So, did she really rely on her so-called intuition?" He Heng found it hard to believe. Could someone really discover his abnormality based on a mere hunch?

"Right, ancient texts have recorded that there exists a Dao Body in the world. They are naturally close to the Dao and possess unparalleled talent in cultivation. Their spiritual sense is also extraordinarily sharp. And this Wang Bi, her talent in cultivation is indeed extraordinary. She is already at the peak of the Second Marquis Realm before the age of twenty. Judging from the previous exchange, she is only a sliver away from the Three Peng Realm. It is entirely possible for her to achieve the Three Peng Realm before the age of twenty, and thus have a high probability of awakening the Yin and Yang Gods and forging the Nascent Soul by the age of thirty."

"This talent is indeed extraordinary. Could she be a Dao Body, which is why she could discover my problem through intuition?"

For this question, no one could answer He Heng for the time being.

In the Great Heaven World, over countless years, the martial dao civilization had long since developed to its peak. Research had been conducted in all aspects, including the crucial aptitude problem in cultivation.

Generally speaking, everyone's aptitude could be divided into two categories: Mortal Body and Spirit Body.

PS: I want to explain to everyone that the editor said I was updating too quickly and that recommendations might not keep up, so they asked me to slow down and not update too fast during the new book period. Therefore, for the next half month, during the new book period, I will still update twice a day as the minimum. I will update more frequently after the new book period. I hope everyone understands.