The angels couldn't rise—they had simply run out of energy, their energy damaged! The two injured individuals gazed deeply into each other's eyes, full of heartfelt emotion. In the end, Gao Liang was quite assertive, firmly pulling Ying'er's jade-like hand, which deeply moved her. It had been a long time since her master had actively reached out to hold her delicate hand. Ying'er felt an overwhelming warmth in her heart. At that moment, Gao Liang said, "Ying'er! Don't leave me again, please!" Tears surged in Ying'er's eyes—two streams of pure, fresh angelic tears. Yet these tears were not energy; they were blossoms of happiness. Rose petals drifted gently from the sky, falling softly upon the two lovers. Gao Liang supported Ying'er's shoulders with all his strength, holding her steady. Their gazes locked, and slowly, they were drawn to each other. Gao Liang gently lifted Ying'er's delicate chin, gazing at her graceful, oval face. Especially when he saw her lofty, elegant human chest, his heart fluttered. His lips began to move closer to Ying'er. At first, Ying'er slowly retreated, for at this moment, she was like a delicate, vibrant flower, bashful and exquisitely graceful. Gao Liang extended his right arm, gently embracing Ying'er's embroidered waist. A dramatically unfolding scene then took place: as Gao Liang and Ying'er stepped back one more step, they found themselves standing on the edge of a vast chasm. Ying'er's expression was complex—should she accept the kiss offered by her master? At that very moment, a voice echoed from the heavens: "No! Absolutely not!" That voice came from the Celestial Court—the solemn Golden Light Messenger was exerting pressure upon her. Indeed, she was soon to return to the immortal realm and could no longer remain on earth. By celestial decree, human and immortal union was strictly forbidden. Though Gao Liang had already ascended to divinity, he remained quite immature. Because Huangao had not truly transformed into a genuine cosmic deity, had not yet evolved into a true cosmic god—meaning he had secured the entry ticket to divinity, but still had a long way to go! Otherwise, if becoming a god were that easy, then what would be the point of the story? Yet Huangao remained deeply devoted to love. This time, he was fully committed—he would grasp Ying'er, he would kiss her, he would have her! "Please don't do this, okay? It simply cannot happen! It truly cannot!" Ying'er urged. But Huangao was unconvinced. He recalled their shared practice of dual cultivation in swordsmanship, and the fact that they had already shared that intimate bond—their relationship had long surpassed the mere formalities of master and servant. No, he needed her. She was, by right, Huangao's woman! To love meant to speak it boldly! To love meant to act immediately! A coward? No, I am not a coward. I am a man of broad vision, one who dares to love and to face life head-on! Ying'er didn't know how conflicted she was inside—she longed to accept the happy kiss offered by Gao Liang, yet she couldn't violate the heavenly rules, for the rules were extremely strict. Should she breach them, she would be reborn, and the fate would be tragic. "NO! Please! Please!" Ying'er wept, almost pleading—yet Gao Liang was unaware. As he reached to kiss her, a sudden, perilous moment unfolded: Ying'er stepped back, and with one foot slipping, she plunged toward the abyss below. Gao Liang immediately reached out to grasp her, but her hand brushed his only to slip away. Without hesitation, Gao Liang leapt down after her. Even if it means death, we must die together. Without Ying'er, what meaning would my deification hold? These days, ever since Ying'er has been away, I have felt deeply bereft—no one could ever replace her in my heart. With a thunderous roar, Gao Liang shook the very depths of the abyss. By accident, Gao Liang accidentally touched the extraordinary remote control he was carrying, and at a moment when both of them were desperate, the remote revealed its miracle. Gao Liang saw a line of text appear in the air: "Qin, Han, Three Kingdoms, Jin, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, Qing—choose any era you wish!" "This extraordinary remote control is essentially a time-travel switcher!" "Gao Liang! Congratulations! Because your love for Ying'er is genuine, the remote has automatically activated, bringing your beloved to a new era. Simply press one button on the remote, and you'll be transported to a magical time, where you'll begin a brand-new life alongside your favorite woman. Wishing you happiness and divine success in your journey through time!" Gao Liang was overjoyed and immediately pressed button number six on the remote. At that moment, a voice in the air announced: "Congratulations! You have chosen to travel to the Song Dynasty!" "The Song Dynasty? Ying'er!" Gao Liang deployed the skill of "Thousand-Pound Weight" from the Shaolin Temple, swiftly descending toward Ying'er. Soon, his broad and strong hands firmly grasped Ying'er's embroidered waist. Holding onto Gao Liang, Ying'er said, "Hurry! We must not go down! We have to soar over to the mountain peak on the other side!" Gao Liang looked down in astonishment—what a close call! Below lay a swift-flowing river, no, actually, there were countless dark, swarming bats flying in dense, overwhelming numbers! "Master! These bats are venomous! We must not be bitten by them!" Ying'er's reminder raised Gao Liang's alertness. At that moment, a massive bat swooped down toward Gao Liang and Ying'er, flapping its wings vigorously. Gao Liang and Ying'er held hands and immediately pulled apart. With a "whoosh," the large bat skimmed past them. This was no ordinary bat—it was a flesh-eating bat. Having missed its first attempt, it promptly turned around and swooped down again, aiming directly at Gao Liang and Ying'er. Finally, Gao Liang managed to grasp Ying'er's hand again, but before he could steady it, the large bat swooped down and took flight. Gao Liang and Ying'er were forced to part once more. It was extremely dangerous, as both of them were rapidly descending, now only three meters away from the swift-flowing river water. The river surface was steaming, radiating a scorching heat—Gao Liang knew that if they fell in, the surging hot water would cook them into stewed meat. Ying'er, having lost a single tear from an angel, had her spiritual energy depleted and could no longer lift herself; instead, she fell straight downward. At this critical moment, the large bat suddenly charged directly toward Ying'er. Gao Liang, disregarding the onset of the toxic effects from the bullets, clenched his teeth and held firm, glaring fiercely at the bat. With the reverse-time remote controller firmly in his hand, he pressed a button, releasing the stored energy with a powerful "boom." The surge of energy erupted outward like a strong gust of wind, sweeping toward the bat. The large bat swayed slightly but was not blown far away. Instead, it grew furious and launched itself at Gao Liang with even greater intensity. When Ying'er's foot was only three centimeters from the river water, Gao Liang grasped her hand. Oh no! Gao Liang leaned heavily, feeling his legs in long leather boots enveloped in a layer of warm steam. Upon looking down, wow! His leather boots were already soaked. "Don't worry about me, Master!" Ying'er tried to free herself from Gao Liang, but he wouldn't let go. "Ah!" Gao Liang's leather boots melted into hot water, and his feet were gradually being scorched by the warmth.