"Master! Hurry up! Run faster! You're already at fifty steps per minute! Keep going, keep going!" Ying'er waved her wings enthusiastically in front of Gao Liang, encouraging him. Yet Gao Liang's legs felt as though they were weighted down with lead, and he could no longer move them. Ying'er tossed him something, which Gao Liang caught with both hands. Upon seeing it, he smiled— it was a canned drink. "Gao Liang, keep going! Drink the Red Bull now!" Ying'er's voice was as fresh as a young bird emerging from its valley and as bright as a young swallow returning home, clear and vibrant. Listening to the heavenly melody of the beautiful angel, and watching Ying'er's graceful, radiant figure, Gao Liang suddenly felt his back no longer stiff, his waist no longer aching, his legs no longer trembling, and his strength returning as he climbed the stairs. "Haha! The Red Bull really is magic! It feels just like drinking the Yangyang yak bone marrow tonic!" Gao Liang's voice echoed across the mountains of Songshan. "Master! That's such a strange name! What exactly is it? If you'd like, I'll go Huangli didn’t look at her, quickening her pace toward the summit. But the mountain grew steeper and steeper, and her steps felt as though weighted with lead—she could no longer move them. No, I really do need to have something nourishing! As Huangli tossed aside the red bull canned drink she’d already finished, feeling rather disappointed, Ying'er suddenly appeared before her, flapping her wings and carrying something on her body. "Master! Is this it? What powder is this? Oh! The name is so long—I can’t quite remember!" Sweat rolled down Ying'er’s forehead, she was still breathing heavily, and her cheeks were rosy—so endearing. Huangli thought how quickly this young one had managed to bring her such a gift. Having expended so much energy, she now urgently needed replenishment, and the energy she’d absorbed earlier had nearly been depleted. Seeing herself far behind her fellow brothers and sisters, she simply glanced at the bag of nourishment offered by Ying'er without looking at it. She tore it open, took a sip—refreshing, like chewing on mint candy. "Master!" "Nice, isn't it? Haha!" Ying'er said with a playful tone. At that moment, Gao Liang didn't immediately respond—he felt intensely hot all over. Good heavens, his penis had started to rise without him even noticing! A fiery passion burned inside him, threatening to drive him mad. He quickly picked up the packaging bag on the ground and checked it—then he was completely stunned. "Yi Yang Yak Butter Fortifying Yang Powder!" Goodness! Ying'er had mistaken the Yang-boosting powder for a tonic! Now I'm in serious trouble. To quell that burning sensation, Gao Liang fought hard to control himself, pushing with all his strength toward the summit. "Ah! I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore! I'm absolutely overwhelmed!" he cried out in his heart, leaving Ying'er puzzled and staring at him, wondering—didn't you say it was a tonic? Then why was he acting like this? It turned out that Ying'er had made a huge mistake: she had heard "Yi Yang Yak Bone Marrow Fortifying Bone Powder" and mistakenly thought it was "Yi Yang Yak Bone Marrow Fortifying Yang Powder." To divert the intense, almost unbearable desire, Gao Liang charged forward, stepping faster and desperately climbing uphill. "Go on! Master! You're amazing! Amazing! You're now climbing 80 steps per minute!" Ying'er clapped her hands in enthusiastic cheers. Gao Liang gave her a sharp glare. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been climbing at all, risking my life! Yet the potency of the tonic was strong and relentless, making Gao Liang's body feel as though it were burning. His erect penis pressed firmly against his crotch, like a solid iron rod—thankfully, he was wearing a thick exercise suit, or else he'd have punctured a large hole. To escape the burning sensation, Gao Liang charged upward like a sturdy ox, completely frantic. With all his strength fully deployed, he moved with astonishing speed! The brothers practicing at the summit were fully focused, and the once dismissive senior brother Gong Hong now had his eyes wide open, his face expressing sheer astonishment. He exclaimed, "Impossible! Given this young man's natural constitution, it's simply impossible!" "Senior Brother!" High-light Brother is a true miracle! As soon as I arrived, I noticed his fearless determination—once he channels it, he keeps surpassing himself!" Lin Tianhao picked up the thread. As their words fell, High-light ascended to the summit, drawing gasps of admiration from his fellow brothers. The final step was captured by the camera in the supercomputer, and the scene was both graceful and powerful—High-light's relentless drive left everyone in the room deeply moved. Ying'er couldn't help but silently marvel, "So handsome! So handsome, Master!" Just as she finished speaking, High-light collapsed to the ground with a soft thud. His brothers quickly carried him into the Dalmo Cave, administered the monastic medicine to him, and laid him on a stone bed. When he opened his eyes, Master Hong Da was smiling warmly at him. "Master! Master! Though I may not be very skilled, I hope I haven't embarrassed you!" High-light said politely to Hong Da. Hong Da shook his head, with a kind and gentle expression, saying, "Gao Liang, your demeanor reminds me of when I once sought my master. With sheer tenacity and an unyielding spirit, I eventually won Master Da Mo's recognition—precisely what led to my own journey today!" Gao Liang was touched by the praise from the abbot for the first time, feeling delighted inside. He thought to himself: "How noble can I really be? All this is due to the little girl, Ying'er! After all, I just said that—now I look over at Ying'er, only to find she's not there. Where has she gone?" "Guangliang felt a surge of warmth rushing through his entire body. 'Master! I'm so glad you've had my specially prepared powder again! Oh dear! The name is so long—I've been trying to remember it for ages!' Ying'er said with genuine innocence. 'Ying'er! You've really ruined me!' Guangliang's expression of distress made Ying'er's eyes widen in surprise. Didn't he just look so impressive after drinking that powder just a moment ago? Ying'er was a thoughtful person, and up close now, she noticed that Guangliang's lower body was noticeably swollen, strong and full of vitality. 'Master! What's growing on your body? It seems so long! Wow! It's even getting longer and thicker! Master, are you unwell?' Ying'er's words left Guangliang both amused and embarrassed. Old Guangliang was truly at his wits' end—how could he possibly act as if nothing were happening when he wanted to, yet couldn't? Seeing Ying'er's pure, unassuming demeanor, Guanglian couldn't help but feel reluctant to disturb her, yet his passion for her remained unquenchable. Watching a movie, I'm really watching a movie—thinking about that graceful Pan Jinlian—and suddenly, Gao Liang is excited. He immediately inserts the vintage DVD of "Jinpingmei" into the supercomputer. This time, however, so overwhelmed by desire that Gao Liang is feeling dizzy, he even forgets about Ying'er standing beside him.