Ancient Body Tempering Technique

"You can dodge the first day, but not the fifteenth! Wang Sheng, the better you perform, the sooner you'll die. What a pity, you're still young and don't understand the principle of hiding your strength!"

Yu Cheng saw that Wang Sheng had dodged his pat on the shoulder and didn't continue. He stood where he was, thinking to himself. He smiled at Wang Sheng, like a kind Senior Brother. But deep in his eyes, there was only ice-coldness and killing intent, looking at Wang Sheng as if he were already dead.

Meanwhile, Zhao Jie, because of Wang Sheng's excellent performance, gained some face and wasn't in a hurry to leave. He used the same method to mock Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan, naturally, was not to be outdone and immediately counterattacked.

At the same time, the duels of disciples from other factions also began one after another.

Divine Incense Cult versus Shangguan Family.

Nine Blades Martial Hall versus Lin Family Martial Academy.

The disciples from these four factions all had their own prodigies and eccentrics, opening Wang Sheng and the others' eyes.

Even Zhao Jie, who was deliberately exaggerating Wang Sheng's comprehension and suppressing Cheng Yuan, felt a sense of pressure when he saw the prodigies from other factions.

The Divine Incense Cult had a Dark Energy expert who actually fused poison into his energy. Anyone who came into contact with his energy would be poisoned, and the poison was extraordinary. Over time, even a Dark Energy Martial Artist would die.

The Shangguan Family had a Dark Energy sword cultivator. His drawing speed was extremely fast, and his swordplay ended as soon as it began. Tian Muzhen and the others felt a chill down their spines, wondering in their hearts how anyone could have trained their sword to such a level!

Moreover, the Shangguan Family also had a Body Refiner genius. The Shangguan clan members of this generation were truly not to be underestimated.

The outstanding performer from the Nine Blades Martial Hall was a short person, or rather, a stout dwarf.

His blade technique was exquisite, specializing in lower body attacks, and was extremely proficient and aggressive. Even Martial Artists who had trained leg techniques found it difficult to block.

The Lin Family Martial Academy didn't have any particularly outstanding individuals.

However, Lin Zi, the daughter of the head of the Lin Family Martial Academy, was exceptionally charming. She had a pair of alluring eyes that made everyone she looked at seem dazed and hazy. Her voice was soft and sweet, and she enthusiastically called everyone "Senior Brother," charming countless disciples present.

But after watching for a while, Wang Sheng realized that if this Lin Zi wasn't genuinely naive and sweet, she was a master-level green tea bitch.

The duels continued until the afternoon.

Wang Sheng had gained a lot from watching all day.

Especially the drawing technique of that Dark Energy sword cultivator, which gave Wang Sheng some insights into the White Dragon Sword Technique.

However, this enlightenment was still like a layer of paper separating him, and Wang Sheng scratched his head for a long time but couldn't break through.

This was the reason for his insufficient comprehension.

"Forget it, I'll rely on my sweat and talent to solve it."

"My hard work will break through all bottlenecks and shortcomings!"

After Wang Sheng stopped dwelling on this enlightenment, he instantly felt much more relaxed, and his thoughts became clearer.

With a cheat, who needed to rack their brain!

The duels ended in the afternoon.

But Governor He Xiangjun, as the City Governor, naturally hosted a grand banquet that evening to celebrate the temporary end of the chaos in Ershui City, in order to win over these powerhouses.

Of course, this only resolved the immediate difficulties. Far away, there were still bandits wreaking havoc in Ershui City, raising the banner of rebellion against the Son of Heaven's Army, and the rebel army from Southern Ridge Prefecture was confronting the army from Jiangling Prefecture.

Even within Ershui City, although the Demonic Cult had been cleared out, many rogue cultivator experts were still lurking. Flower thieves and Yao who fed on essence and blood had not been apprehended.

Governor's Mansion.

This place was different from the yamen; it was one of He Xiangjun's private residences.

In the brightly lit hall, there were countless fine wines and delicacies.

Many disciples, with expressions of surprise, devoured the Treasure Fish and Exotic Beast Meat on the tables like a whirlwind.

"Wang Sheng, come here!"

From the main seat, Zhao Jie called Wang Sheng over.

"Come, come to me!"

Governor He beckoned.

His appearance was ordinary, but he possessed a refined aura. He was middle-aged, not old, but already showed signs of fatigue.

Wang Sheng glanced at Zhao Jie. Seeing him nod, he had no choice but to go to Governor He's side.

"I don't believe Dean Zhao's words that someone with such high comprehension only has Low-grade Physique. Therefore, Dean Zhao and I made a small bet. I hope young friend Wang doesn't mind!"

Governor He had a very amiable temperament. He smiled and nodded at Wang Sheng.

"This junior wouldn't dare!"

Wang Sheng quickly cupped his hands.

"Hahaha, I lost, the stake is yours. Come!"

Governor He laughed, reached out, and squeezed Wang Sheng's body.

This is to test Wang Sheng's physique.

Zhao Jie grinned, certain he had won this bet.

He only trusted He Xiangjun enough to let him examine his disciple's physique.

Otherwise, Zhao Jie would never have agreed to let any of the other Great Martial Masters present get close.

"As expected, it's a low-grade physique!"

He Xiangjun's expression shifted slightly after feeling the bone. He sighed and withdrew his hand.

Cheng Yuan and the other Great Martial Masters had been anticipating this. Upon hearing He Xiangjun's judgment, smiles bloomed on their faces.

No matter how high a genius's comprehension, what could a low-grade physique achieve?

Even with the entire city's resources, it would be impossible to elevate a martial artist with a low-grade physique to Transforming Energy.

The bottleneck of physique was truly insurmountable, driving countless geniuses and prodigies to despair.

"I lost!"

He Xiangjun declared. He then waved his hand, and a servant girl holding a wooden tray stepped forward, respectfully presenting a scroll of yellowed, blackened beast hide.

"Only exotic beast hide could preserve for so many years!"

"This is the Eight-Line Body Tempering Breathing Technique, dug out of a tomb. I don't know which dynasty it belonged to, but its general principle involves tempering the body through breathing techniques combined with ancient medicinal liquids and ancient pills."

"The methods for refining the so-called ancient medicinal liquids and ancient pills have long been lost, leaving only this Eight-Line Body Tempering Breathing Technique.

"Without the aid of medicinal liquids, even ancient people found it difficult to cultivate successfully, let alone people today. Many people treat it as a reference, but it's basically impossible to master."

"You can take it back and study it. Just return it in three months."

He Xiangjun said with deep emotion, gazing at the scroll of exotic beast hide.

"Hahaha, Wang Sheng, this body-refining technique is Governor He's ancestral treasure. Today, I won it from you with a small bet for three months of study. You must seize this opportunity."

Zhao Jie laughed.

"It's just an ancestral treasure in name, meant to trick you all into paying silver to study it. Unfortunately, no one has succeeded! Spending months without even reaching the introductory level!"

He Xiangjun admitted frankly, causing Zhao Jie's mouth to twitch. He quickly urged Wang Sheng to take the technique and leave, not wanting to lose face in front of his disciple.

The banquet concluded.

Ershui City seemed to return to a temporary peace.

Wang Sheng had intended to ask Zhao Jie for a Transforming Energy technique after returning, but Zhao Jie hadn't even mentioned the matter of personal disciples, let alone a Transforming Energy technique.

Moreover, Wang Sheng suspected that Zhao Jie had planned this all along, using the body-refining technique as a reward to boost his own prestige.

Thus, After returning that night, Wang Sheng, unable to sleep, ended up cultivating for half the night. By dawn, he successfully took the final step and broke through to Late Dark Energy.

Late Dark Energy already placed him among the upper echelons of Ershui City.

At this point, his cultivation path was essentially nearing its end.

So, the idle Wang Sheng began to look for opportunities to catch Yu Cheng alone while also studying the ancient body-refining technique, hoping to find a method to advance to Transforming Energy.

However, after spending only half a day on it, upon starting to cultivate, Wang Sheng discovered that the profoundness of this body-refining technique was far greater than the White Dragon Sword Technique, and its cultivation realms were completely different from his current ones.

It was also during these two days that Wang Sheng, returning home from the martial academy, noticed that Yu Cheng seemed to be observing him in secret, as if collecting information about his schedule and routine.

This was because Yu Cheng believed Wang Sheng, a martial artist at the Bright Energy stage, wouldn't be able to detect him. Yu Cheng's occasional carelessness in revealing himself was what allowed Wang Sheng to suddenly notice.