Among the mountains in the eastern part of Baitou Mountain, one peak pierced straight into the clouds.
At the summit of this peak, a sharp rock jutted out at an angle, shaped like an eagle's beak. Thus, it was named Eagle Beak Cliff.
As the crimson sun began to rise, an agile figure was making a steady, unhurried ascent up the cliff face below Eagle Beak Cliff.
He held a Steel Awl, long as a nail, and used an axe to hammer it into the hard rock face before using it as a hold to continue his upward climb.
He repeated this process over and over. His pace was slow, but his progress was remarkably steady.
"This is even more thrilling than the extreme sports from my past life."
Zhao Lin muttered, glancing up at the summit that towered into the clouds.
The cliff face was smooth and steep. The slightest misstep would mean a fatal fall from mid-air.
