Who is it? The four turned around. "Boss! Boss! You've finally arrived!" They all fell to their knees at once before Gao Liang, while standing beside him was Ying'er, as beautiful as a heavenly goddess. "Who is it? Who is it? Who could it be?" Zhao Fucai, his eyes buried in the sand, could see nothing at all. Blood streamed from his hands—twelve bone-piercing pins had deeply penetrated his palms, passing through the soles of his hands all the way to the backs of his hands, how could he not feel the pain? "It's me!" Gao Liang said to Zhao Fucai. "Gao Liang! Excellent! It's you again! It seems we have an unbreakable grudge, a deep-seated hatred spanning the three rivers and four seas! Well, this time you've shown your strength. But next time, I'll make sure your blood debt is paid in full blood!" With that, Zhao Fucai roared wildly, stomping furiously at the uneven footprints he had made on the ground. Black Zhen Tian, Yellow Fei Long, and Jin Yin Jia immediately rushed to Gao Liang's side. Gao Because Zhao Fuqiu clearly sensed a powerful "presence" radiating from Gao Liang—one of unstoppable momentum, like a brilliant and unyielding aura. He roared instantly, then contracted back to his original size and swiftly retreated. "Boss! Truly magnificent! Even without fighting, Zhao Fuqiu has been forced to withdraw. The boss is absolutely unbeatable!" The four members clapped and cheered enthusiastically. Ying'er pulled at Gao Liang's sleeve and asked, "Master! I'm a princess—what about you? Haha!" "I! Hehe! I'm the ruler! I'm a god!" Gao Liang smiled confidently. Ying'er smiled and chuckled, saying, "You're a god, huh? But you haven't even finished today's upgrade training yet! I'm going to test you—see if you've truly met the standards!" Gao Liang said, "Alright!" So they went to a place. This place was the back garden behind Hanshai No.1 Middle School—the very spot where Gao Liang and Ying'er had practiced their upgrade training together before. Gao Liang especially loved to sit in a quiet corner, close his eyes and meditate. "Test me!" Gao Liang said with confidence. Ying'er chuckled and said, "Close your eyes! Don't open them! If you can hold it for ten minutes, you'll pass!" Gao Liang felt confident in his overall cultivation—how could this be such a simple test? He was puzzled, yet Ying'er said, "Master! If you fail this round—" You will grow ever farther from the path to divinity! In truth, the essence of the path to divinity lies in cultivating the heart. You must remember this!" High Light found Ying'er's words very convincing and immediately nodded in agreement. As he began, he settled into a meditative posture, as usual, focusing his mind and breathing steadily, practicing both martial arts and Zen cultivation. At the Shaolin Temple, he had learned many techniques for refining his martial skills and cultivating spiritual energy—his martial prowess and supernatural abilities had both significantly advanced. What remained now? Cultivating the heart—this was what Ying'er had said. At the very moment he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard a soothing sound—no, it was Ying'er's voice, a heavenly melody. Her voice blended seamlessly with the natural bird songs, creating a harmonious, enchanting sound that evoked deep contemplation. "Spring's emerald blooms, delicate and graceful; summer willows caress the blossoms, summer's breath stirs the heart. Autumn cherries drift through the sky, winter's splendor melts into the ice's essence. Whispered words, soft and intimate, as rose petals crumble. A gentle meeting of spirits, each spark of intuition intoxicating. For beauty, I'd die content—never regret. My fragrance, like flowing water, seeps through your very soul..." Ying'er continued to sing, her voice even more beautiful and delicate: "Throughout my life, for beauty, I'd die without regret. My fragrance is like water, seeping into your sorrow. Throughout my life, for beauty, I'd die without regret. My fragrance is like plum blossoms, piercing your taste buds. Throughout my life, for beauty, I'd die without regret. Who are you in love with? Who has made you so undone..." The first trial was successfully passed, and Ying'er was most satisfied. After all, it was both expected and surprising. For the second trial, Ying'er, this clever little sprite, gently blew on Gao Liang's ears with her mouth, making him feel itchy. From her mouth came a fragrant aroma—pure, heavenly fragrance—that deeply entranced Gao Liang, making his heart utterly captivated. Damn it! Ying'er had indeed seduced the old man into sin! Gao Liang simply didn't have that much endurance. "Master! Master! I'm right here! Come over! Hurry! Come and catch me!" Ying'er's soft, melodic voice excited Gao Liang's nerves. For the first time, he heard her speak like a delicate fairy, gently enticing him. Now, Gao Liang was truly stirred—his body had responded. Damn it, little fairy, fairy wife! Gao Liang's ears to his neck now felt tingling and numb, and the fragrance seeped into his breath, causing his nostrils to warm up once again—clearly, she was making the old man commit a full-blown sin! The bright eyes nearly opened, as if to see just what kind of person Ying'er really was—whether her alluring posture resembled Pan Jinlian's, full of endless charm and seductive grace. High Guang reached out instinctively to grasp her, yet Ying'er slipped away. She stepped back, saying, "Master! I'm right here! Come over! Catch me—then I'll be yours!" "Ying'er! Master has arrived! Don't regret it!" High Guang could hardly contain himself, his eyes unintentionally beginning to open. At that very moment, he suddenly felt something was off.