A Slip Meant the Underworld

Just as he finished watching the videos and got ready to learn...

He, who had been brimming with confidence and held the pearl of wisdom in his grasp...

Suddenly felt a little awkward.

Because he had forgotten that he had used up all his Talent Points.

Now his pockets were empty; he didn't have a single point.

He scratched his head.

What a mess.

He had forgotten to save some for himself.

The viewers on the other side of the screen saw him standing there in a daze and thought he had run into some problem.

But the next moment...

They saw Ye Jin suddenly get down.

And start doing push-ups.

The move nearly made their glasses fall off.

What? What was he doing?

Why had the whole scene suddenly changed?

Weren't you going to buy equipment? Why did you suddenly start exercising?

One...

Two...

Three...

Viewers: ...

Mom, can you believe it? I'm watching someone do push-ups on a livestream.

And the thing is, I have no choice but to watch.

Oh my gosh.

Boo-hoo-hoo.

His muscles look so good, I'm blushing!

Everyone watched as he did fifty push-ups.

It had to be said, the muscles he revealed while doing push-ups were extremely pleasing to the eye.

He was already quite handsome. Though he didn't have the typical face for a historical costume drama, his looks never grew tiresome, and he was especially captivating upon closer inspection.

His face alone had won him a large crowd of fans.

When they saw him displaying his physique to his heart's content, countless girls watched him with wide eyes, their faces slightly flushed, their red lips lightly bitten, and their eyes seemingly full of rippling autumn waters.

After doing fifty push-ups, Ye Jin stood up, and a notification sounded in his mind.

"Ding, host detected burning thirty calories. All converted into thirty Talent Points."

"Ding, would you like to learn the free solo climbing skill? Spend twenty Talent Points to raise the skill to master level."

"Learn!"

"Ding, skill learned successfully. Twenty Talent Points spent, ten remaining!"

The moment the notification sounded in his mind, a stream of information surged into it.

All of it concerned free solo climbing.

After receiving the information, his muscle memory began to change, and the memories in his mind began to merge. By the time he opened his eyes again, he had simulated free solo climbing millions upon millions of times in his mind.

He was a master-level free solo climber.

Unrivaled in the world!

Even though he had never learned any climbing skills or taken part in an extreme sport like this before, he had a feeling that even if a top international climbing master came, he wouldn't be afraid.

He gathered his equipment and packed it into his backpack.

Then he went out, got on his electric scooter, and sped all the way there.

Everyone watched the direction he was heading.

Suddenly, the direction felt familiar. Had they seen it before?

It abruptly occurred to them.

Wasn't this... the place Ye Jin had been before?

He had driven that Wuling Hongguang down this road, pulling off godlike feats.

It had blown up across countless media outlets.

It was all still vivid in their minds.

Although it had only happened that morning, they felt as though a very, very long time had passed.

So long that they were almost forgetting the concept of time.

They watched the direction the camera was pointing, their eyes alight with excitement.

They slowly began to recall that thrilling event from the morning.

It had been a hair-raising emotional journey.

They hadn't expected it all to happen again.

Just thinking of those pulse-pounding scenes made their scalps tingle. The blood in their bodies seemed to turn wild at that moment, boiling with excitement.

Ye Jin rode his electric scooter to the foot of Tainan Mountain.

Naturally, he wasn't going to follow the mountain road up.

Instead, he headed in another direction.

He took his things off the scooter.

He parked it to one side and went on foot, because there was no road over there at all.

There was a sheer cliff over there.

It was almost vertical, close to ninety degrees.

If he was going to play, he would play at what was most thrilling, most dangerous, most maddening, and most impossible to quit.

Armed with so many master-level skills, he had begun to develop boundless confidence.

To some extent, that confidence could also be called arrogance.

But in his case, it was only fitting.

Because he was a master.

Excessive confidence was merely a bonus for him; it could do nothing to dim the light radiating from him.

Standing there, he was a giant blazing with light.

Anything placed before him was no more than dust.

Not worth mentioning at all.

After walking for a few minutes, he arrived at the base of a cliff.

He looked up at the nearly vertical rock face.

At the very top of the cliff sat his Wuling Hongguang.

He remembered that when he had swung the car into a drift and stopped at the cliff's edge, rocks had fallen for a long time without an echo.

Now he was going to climb up it without protection.

How immensely difficult that would be.

It was hell-level difficulty.

But he didn't care at all, because he was confident he could do it.

So why should he shrink back?

He opened his backpack and began putting on the equipment needed for free solo climbing.

Even as they watched him put it on, the viewers still couldn't believe it.

It wasn't that they couldn't see it; they simply didn't want to believe it.

Ye Jin... a man who had never learned anything about climbing.

Was now going straight into an attempt at free solo climbing.

Didn't he know how high the death rate was for free solo climbing without protection?

Looking at the cliff, whose top was too high to see, they felt a chill of fear.

Especially those who were afraid of heights.

Before he had even begun to climb, they were already scared out of their wits.

Soon, a famous international free solo climber began posting tweets.

He explained to the viewers just what kind of sport free solo climbing was.

Free solo climbing and low-altitude wingsuit flying were known as king-tier extreme sports.

In the world of free solo climbing, you either won the gold medal or faced death.

Free solo climbing was also known as unprotected climbing.

Climbers free climbed without any protective measures. The only equipment they could use was the climbing shoes on their feet, gloves, and chalk powder to prevent slipping.

The current record was still the one set by Alex, a top climber: climbing 3,000 feet in three hours and fifty-six minutes.

To this day, no one had broken it.

And the cliff Ye Jin was now climbing was nearly as high.

Three thousand feet was more than 900 meters.

More than 300 stories tall.

With no protective equipment whatsoever, climbers had to scale an extremely smooth rock face.

It was one of the most dangerous sports in the history of human endurance.

A nearly impossible task.

The cliff Ye Jin faced...

Was no different from the one Alex had climbed when he set the record.

Just as smooth.

Just as impossibly high.

Just as much a journey between life and death.

A fall from that height left almost no chance of survival.

The one advantage Ye Jin had was that the cliff on Tainan Mountain was not a single block of granite like El Capitan, which Alex had climbed.

Though it was slightly easier...

Even so...

The difficulty was still barely any lower.

One was a ninety, the other an eighty-eight.

Ye Jin was a novice.

One slip, and he'd be in the underworld.

And Ye Jin had finished putting on his gear.

He began the first step of his climb.