"Master! Ying'er is no longer a beautiful angel at all! I'm really ugly—truly ugly! And I'm getting uglier every day. Don't you mind?" "No, I won't. I've said before that I never judge people by appearance. In my heart, you are always the most beautiful—no matter how beautiful Zhang Yупing is, she can never compare to you!" High Light's words were genuine. After all, Ying'er had played an absolutely vital guiding role throughout his journey to becoming a god. He couldn't do without her gentle, ever-present guidance and support at every moment. Tears of happiness welled up in Ying'er's eyes as she stood in a corner. When High Light sighed and prepared to leave, Ying'er finally stepped forward. Ying'er had grown even thinner and more frail—clearly a sickly girl. Her eyes lacked their former brightness, and her hair no longer flowed as gracefully and beautifully as before. How could she possibly compare to the once-glorious beauty angel she once was? Ying'er was about to vanish after just three seconds of appearance, only to find herself tightly embraced by Gaoliang, whose warm lips pressed firmly against her cherry lips. "No! Master! We can't! You're from the human realm, and I am..." Before Ying'er could finish her sentence, Gaoliang interrupted firmly, "I don't believe you! You've been deceiving me!" Ying'er wept, powerless to push away her master. Gaoliang began to treat Ying'er with special affection. For the first time, he kissed her with such earnestness—Ying'er's breath carried a fragrance that surpassed even Zhang Yuping's, so soothing! Wow! It felt like heavenly fragrance! In his mind, Gaoliang recalled Ying'er's former beauty: Wow! What a stunning beauty! So perfectly poised, and she was even blinking her lively eyes at him! Though Gaoliang had seen countless beautiful women online, he had never before encountered a fresh, elegant, celestial beauty like this—especially when her eyes sparkled with life. With the grace of a butterfly's wing-beat, the lightness of a dragonfly's touch, and fluttering at twenty times per second, she blinked and danced toward him! Accompanied by a smile as bright and radiant as summer sunlight! Her face was pure and clear, her eyebrows and eyes bright and fresh. When she smiled, her lips curved like a serene crescent moon, and her voice sounded as sweet as a thrush's trill. For the first time, when Ying'er appeared before him, Gao Liang felt her elegance and grace so distinct and heavenly that he was utterly enchanted. He fell head over heels, passionately kissing her. "Master! No! Please! This way of kissing you—won't it be unfair to Zhang Yuping?" Ying'er, her head lowered in shy embarrassment, whispered as she struggled to breathe under the intensity of Gao Liang's kisses. "Ying'er, right now I only need you. Honestly, I've already broken up with Zhang Yuping—she initiated it!" Gao Liang's words made Ying'er pull her lips away, but Gao Liang immediately pressed his thick lips against hers. With no choice, Ying'er realized that her master truly loved Gao Liang smiled mysteriously. "Oh? What a surprise!" Ying'er widened her eyes, asking the master. "You kissed me! That's it! Haha!" Gao Liang held off the revelation, then leaned in closely to Ying'er's ear, making her feel fluttery and eager. "The master has a gift for you!" Ying'er beamed with delight—how had she never noticed the master's sense of humor before? So she gently kissed Gao Liang on the full lips. At that moment, Gao Liang was gathering all the energy within him. Twin cultivation! He wanted to cultivate with Ying'er! This unusual thought filled him with enthusiasm. Let's try it! Whether it works or not, he had to give it a go! Their lips truly pressed together. Gao Liang used his electrical ability to emit a composite, multifunctional charge—a high-level charge achieved through the absorption and transformation of energy, as well as refined mental cultivation. Ying'er, after all, was a beautiful celestial being with 3,000 years of cosmic life; to co-attune with her, one had to reach a divine level. Yet Gao Liang defied the norm, as he put it: "Old Gao won't back down!" "Wow! Oh! Huh! Mmm!" Ying'er was pleasantly electrified by the advanced charge, feeling an extraordinary sense of comfort and delight. "Master! You're so wonderful! I really love you!" Suddenly energized, she shed her earlier reserve and actively kissed this outstanding master. To be kissed by Ying'er brought Gao Liang an immense sense of happiness. Ying'er converged the energy stored within her for 3,000 years with the bright, high-level energy being emitted, allowing them to absorb, supplement, and exchange with one another—an intricate process that could be completed in a relatively short time. "Wow! Master! How come I just bit into a candy stick?" Ying'er felt something like a candy stick suddenly enter her mouth from High-Light's mouth, then slide down her esophagus, and finally settle in her stomach. "Smile! Ying'er kissed Master—Master should treat Ying'er nicely!" High-Light said with a cheerful smile. He then gently pressed on Ying'er's adorable, delicate nose and added, "You're such a smart and beautiful little pig!" "You're the one! A big, clumsy pig! A big, clumsy pig!" Ying'er was instantly delighted, and they continued this tender kiss for nearly ten minutes before parting ways. Yet, Ying'er remained rather attached, while our High-Light gently pushed her away, saying, "Kiss me again! I won't treat you well if you don't!" "This sentence left Ying'er so flustered she didn't know what to do. What had happened to her? Had she become utterly hopeless in her affection for the master? Without realizing it, she glanced toward the nearby open pavilion pool—wow! Was that really her? Was it true? I've changed! I've returned to my original self! Pure, beautiful, lively, captivating—Ying'er truly was a stunning beauty of the universe. While Gao Liang was marveling at her, he unexpectedly noticed that Ying'er had grown even more beautiful than before. The graceful, well-proportioned figure of Ying'er now stirred his heart even more deeply. Her two large, full breasts, subtly visible through the thin, light silk, seemed to glow with a delicate radiance. Gao Liang, endowed with the ability to perceive spiritual energies, naturally saw the springtime charm within her 36D cup size. Truly beautiful. Gao Liang watched Ying'er's graceful figure and sang a song by Zhang Delan, "Spring Beauty": "… The spring in our eyes has a magic, The spring in our eyes brings joy. Ah, that is the beauty of spring…" Ying'er regained her usual radiant appearance, and Gao Liang felt as if he had drunk honey—sweet and full of warmth. The next morning, he walked to school humming a tune. On the way, he encountered Zhang Yu Ping. Wait—she wasn't living on campus? Why was she staying off-campus? Could it be? Well, she's already broken up with me. Her matter now has nothing to do with me. Gao Liang passed by Zhang Yu Ping, who watched his handsome and composed back figure and sighed, "Gao Liang, I'm not a girl who depends on others for support. I want to be independent—just like you. Even though we're no longer friends, I still admire your spirit of self-reliance. I'm learning from you, too!"