Night, a full moon hung high in the sky, its bright moonlight spilling across the earth, on the stone steps, among the crowds scattered over the mountains, illuminating the path ahead.
Noise erupted from the crowd, "Eighteen Pans, Eighteen Pans are almost here!"
Xue Yuantong stepped on the steps, her footsteps "clunk clunk", full of vigor.
She walked on the right side, with Jiang Ning protecting her on the inside, but many people sitting on the edges of the stone steps to rest during the climb made it difficult for her to proceed smoothly.
"What is the Eighteen Pans?" She led by two steps, a slight height advantage making her slightly superior to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning's clear voice carried, "Eighteen Pans is the steepest part of Taishan, the majesty of Taishan is all in the Eighteen Pans, it's the most worthy part to climb."
"Eighteen Pans are divided into 'slow Eighteen Pans,' 'moderate Eighteen Pans,' and 'fast Eighteen Pans,' totaling one thousand six hundred steps."
