White Bone Temple

This was a newly erected tent, appearing like a palace in the sky, exceptionally magnificent.

He Heng glanced at the tent and quietly slipped inside, his figure moving swiftly and silently.

It was deep in the night, the bright moon hung high, its gentle radiance illuminating the land. Through the tent, He Heng could see two figures entwined within, one above the other...

Occasional gasps and moans could be heard, and under the moonlight, it was exceptionally alluring.

He Heng watched the two figures coldly, his mind exceptionally calm, undisturbed by external factors, as still as ancient waters.

Finally, after a long while, the two stopped their movements. One figure fell into a deep sleep, snoring thunderously.

The other figure suddenly stood up, sitting on the bed, her long, raven-black hair cascading over the silken curtain.

Although He Heng could only see a blurry silhouette from his angle, he could clearly discern that it was an exceptionally beautiful woman. Her curves were perfect to the extreme, filled with ultimate temptation, her posture graceful and enchanting.

And at this moment, this beauty, who had just been pleasured, sat eerily at the head of the bed, looking coldly at the unconscious Hu Tiehua, her expression utterly indifferent.

He Heng watched her quietly and noticed that she actually smiled. Then, she glanced at the unconscious Hu Tiehua, and suddenly walked out of the tent, completely naked, without a stitch of clothing.

At this moment, He Heng also moved, suddenly appearing before her. He looked coldly at her bare body, his gaze utterly indifferent.

"Shi Guanyin, or rather Li Qi!" He Heng said coldly, certain.

He Heng's sudden appearance startled Shi Guanyin. Someone could appear beside her without her noticing?

Then, He Heng revealed her identity, which shocked her to the core. Knowing she was Shi Guanyin was not surprising, but knowing her original name was Li Qi was something few in this world could do. Who was this person?

A hint of killing intent filled Shi Guanyin's eyes, but her expression remained unchanged. She said softly, "This young gentleman, how do you know my name?"

Her voice was already melodious and moving, and now it was exceedingly gentle, naturally intoxicating.

Normally, a woman would feel uncomfortable being completely naked in front of a man. But she, at this moment, seemed afraid He Heng couldn't see clearly, constantly changing her angles, revealing every hidden and alluring part of her body under the moonlight.

Indeed, it was a peerless beauty, a body carved as if from ivory. Her eyes, brighter than stars, her waist impossibly slender, her delicate fingers as soft as boneless jade...

All of this was enough to captivate any man, making him unable to resist possessing it all.

But this did not cause the slightest change in He Heng's expression. He was like a cold sculpture, his face unchanging, looking at Shi Guanyin's display with indifference. His deep eyes seemed to see through her soul.

Shi Guanyin felt a bit disappointed. She saw no trace of human emotion in those icy eyes. In the past, no matter how noble or self-controlled a person was, as long as he was a man, facing her body, none of them had ever remained unmoved.

Even the "Righteous Swordsman" Huangfu Gao, who had rejected her back then, had shown a flicker of emotion in his eyes when he first saw her body. It was just that his so-called righteousness had overcome his desires.

But this person before her, she saw not the slightest trace of innate human desire in his eyes. Those eyes were cold and detached, looking at her as if a person were looking at an ant, utterly uncaring.

Shi Guanyin gritted her teeth. Her smooth, jade-like body danced gracefully under the moonlight, exceptionally alluring, soul-stirring to the extreme, filled with ultimate temptation.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"

Shi Guanyin's voice became even softer, as if filled with infinite emptiness and loneliness, exceptionally mournful, evoking a unique sense of guilt and impulse, making one want to hold her soft, smooth body tightly.

However, this was only for the vast majority of people. He Heng did not belong to that category.

His gaze was cold, emitting a hint of solemn killing intent, filled with endless chill. He watched Shi Guanyin's actions with indifference, as if watching a clown.

No matter how she posed, no matter how alluring she was, his expression remained the same, treating her coldly.

After a long while, He Heng finally spoke, smiling, "Shi Guanyin, if you have no other performances, then use that move that men cannot bear to see. Let me see if I can bear to see it or not."

Shi Guanyin's expression faltered. She looked deeply at He Heng and said word by word, "I don't believe it. Facing me, you are truly not moved at all. Don't hold back, come, let's go to heaven together..."

He Heng glanced at Shi Guanyin again and said coldly, "Do you know that in Buddhism, there is a practice called the White Bone Contemplation? Once mastered, whether looking at an ugly village woman or a celestial fairy, they are all just skeletons. The Daoist school also says, 'Heaven and Earth are not benevolent; they treat all things as straw dogs.' The Heavenly Dao looks at mortals without any distinction."

"So, don't continue to test my patience. Considering you are a martial arts grandmaster, I haven't made a move yet. If you continue like this, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

"White Bone Contemplation?" Shi Guanyin's face turned extremely grim, as if she had been punched. She looked coldly at He Heng, "I don't believe there's truly a man who can ignore my beauty."

"You don't believe it? Then forget it. I never needed you to believe me anyway." He Heng stared at Shi Guanyin with celestial indifference. His right hand had already grasped the Longevity Sword. "Now, let's fight!"

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Shi Guanyin extended her boneless, delicate hand and said coldly, "The last man who dared to refuse me, I bound him naked under the scorching sun, letting the sun destroy his face, blind his eyes, and then make him push a mill like a mule, never allowing him a moment of rest... I will make you experience ten times the suffering he did later."

"Is that so? If you can truly do it, I don't mind trying." He Heng's gaze was devoid of any fluctuation. He was not shaken by Shi Guanyin's cruel and terrifying words. In fact, he was not only ruthless to outsiders but also extremely indifferent to himself, not fearing any torture. What he cared about was only his own Dao!

At this moment, the Longevity Sword was unsheathed!

The sword qi was as oppressive as hell, instantly chilling the entire tent, tearing through the layers of night, and fiercely stabbing towards Shi Guanyin's chest.

Shi Guanyin's expression suddenly became solemn. Her graceful figure began to dance, exquisitely beautiful, every movement filled with infinite temptation. Under the soft moonlight, her pure white body exuded a sacred radiance. The afterimages of her palms intertwined, like a Thousand-Armed Guanyin, divine and solemn under the moonlight.

"Swish!"

Shi Guanyin's body leaped fiercely. In this instant, she seemed to have grown five hands, simultaneously striking at He Heng like lightning. In this very moment, He Heng's throat, eyes, chest, lower abdomen, all his vital points were covered by Shi Guanyin's palm wind.

"Interesting." He Heng's expression did not change. The Longevity Sword still thrust forward, its brilliant sword light shining to the extreme, illuminating heaven and earth.

Sword qi crisscrossed, as if surging out overwhelmingly, forming a cage that simultaneously enveloped Shi Guanyin's entire body. Even with seven hands, she could not defend herself simultaneously and had to parry. Her perfectly sculpted body instantly bore several sword wounds, and blood began to seep out.

Shi Guanyin's expression turned cold. With a loud roar, her figure weaved and shifted, actually dodging He Heng's overwhelming sword momentum that surged from all directions. She tore open a gap and leaped out.

Then, her seven hands intertwined simultaneously, light and shadow chaotic, all converging into one. With a single hand, she fiercely grabbed towards He Heng's head.

He Heng suddenly smiled. His figure also leaped up simultaneously, drifting with the wind. The sword qi was oppressive and crisscrossed, devoid of any mortal aura, as if an exiled immortal were ascending.

This was his self-created movement technique, Flying Immortal Wander. Combined with the Longevity Sword, it could unleash a most terrifying "Flying Immortal Beyond the Heavens."

He Heng dared not say that this sword move surpassed Ye Gucheng's original version in terms of exquisiteness and artistic conception, but He Heng was confident that it would not be inferior to his.

However, He Heng's cultivation and martial dao attainment were far above Ye Gucheng's. The power of this sword naturally far surpassed Ye Gucheng's original version.

A point of sword qi, a cold light, shone to the extreme.

The two figures quickly intertwined. Jade hands against a long sword, they fought fiercely. True qi flowed, and sword light crisscrossed. In just a moment, He Heng and Shi Guanyin had exchanged hundreds of blows. Dull collisions tore through the tent, startling Hu Tiehua, who was completely drunk, and breaking the silence of the long night, alerting everyone.

"Something's happened to Old Hu!" Chu Liuxiang suddenly awoke from his romantic embrace, pushed away the Princess of Guizi in his arms, and rushed out.

At this time, He Heng and Shi Guanyin's battle had also reached its climax. Under a brilliant convergence of light, sword qi crisscrossed, and palm shadows whistled. He Heng's figure quietly retreated, standing ten feet away, looking coldly at Shi Guanyin. His gaze remained icy and dead, as still as ancient waters, indifferent as the heavens.