The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

"This concludes today's meeting."

"If there is anything else, you can pass it on to Li Chunfeng."

“During my absence, Li Chunfeng can make any decisions.”

“His words are my words,” Jiang Chuan continued.

After the meeting ended and everyone dispersed, Li Yi walked up to him and said, "You can't do it alone; I have to be with you."

“Going deep into enemy territory is an extremely dangerous thing.” Jiang Chuan pinched her pretty cheek.

"I don't care, I'm going!" Li Yi said mischievously.

Looking into Li Yi's determined eyes, Jiang Chuan hesitated for a moment before saying, "Alright, but you must promise me that you will follow my instructions in all actions and will not act on your own."

When Li Yi heard Jiang Chuan agree, she jumped up excitedly, "Okay, I promise you!"

Jiang Chuan returned to his accommodation and rested briefly before taking Li Yi's hand and walking towards the outside of the Diviner Alliance.

Sitting in the car developed with rocket engines, Jiang Chuan looked at Li Yi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and asked, "Where is the Qingyun Sect located in Qing City?"

"You don't even know this? And you're going to go all by yourself." Li Yi rolled her eyes as she spoke, silently turning on her phone's navigation, because she didn't know either.

Jiang Chuan smiled awkwardly; he was indeed not very familiar with the geography of Qing City.

Guided by the navigation system, Jiang Chuan drove out of the bustling city and headed towards a deserted mountain area.

The vehicle weaved through the rugged mountain roads.

There are lush trees on both sides.

You can also spot small animals from time to time.

Jiang Chuan focused on driving, paying attention to the navigation instructions while enjoying the thrill of the speed.

"We've arrived," Li Yi suddenly said, pointing to the mountain gate ahead.

Jiang Chuan slowed down and parked the car next to the mountain gate.

They got out of the car, looked up at the three large characters of Qingyun Sect in front of them, and felt a sense of excitement.

What is the allure of the sect that this woman, who can make even the men of Qing City feel listless, has built?

"Are you ready?" Jiang Chuan asked Li Yi.

“I’ve been prepared for a long time,” Li Yi replied, her tone full of confidence.

As the two entered the mountain gate, they were greeted by rows of ancient buildings and a constant flow of people.

In front of the Qingyun Sect's gate sat a Taoist-looking man dressed in black robes, performing a spell on a woman who appeared to be around twenty years old.

Jiang Chuan took Li Yi's hand and walked forward. The area was surrounded by people. Through their verbal accounts, Jiang Chuan learned that the Taoist priest in front of him was the only dream interpreter of the Qingyun Sect.

At this moment, the woman who had been under the spell spoke up: "Master Fodu, is there any hope for my dream?" She was sobbing as she spoke.

“This kind of dream is a piece of cake for a master like me, but I need some time, and you need to be patient,” Buddha replied in a professional tone.

Buddha used the limited spiritual power of a dream interpreter to surround the woman's body and began to caress her.

The woman closed her eyes tightly and clasped her hands together, seemingly in prayer. Buddha focused intently on observing her reaction, while constantly adjusting his mental energy, trying to find the point where his hands would feel comfortable.

As time went by, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Buddha's forehead.

He said the dream was unusual, but Jiang Chuan thought he was just taking advantage of the woman.

Jiang Chuan shook his head inwardly. He did not doubt Fodu's dream interpretation skills, but this behavior of taking advantage of others under the guise of dream interpretation made him feel somewhat uncomfortable. He decided to remind Fodu to be careful about his behavior.

"Master Fodu, does dream interpretation really take this long?"

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but ask, his voice tinged with doubt.

Upon hearing this, Buddha smiled slightly and explained, "Dream interpretation is not as simple as you imagine. It requires in-depth exploration of spiritual power and precise grasp of the details of the dream. This process takes a certain amount of time."

Upon hearing Jiang Chuan's words, the woman opened her eyes, her gaze filled with expectation. "Master Fodu, I am truly troubled. Please, you must help me."

Buddha nodded, reassuring the woman, and touched her hand, saying, "I will do my best to help you unravel this dream."

The woman sensed something was wrong, withdrew her fair hand, and simply smiled, not taking it to heart.

“You dreamed that your husband was cheating on you, which is a good omen,” Buddha began to explain to the woman.

The woman looked puzzled and confused after hearing this.

She looked at Buddha, waiting for him to continue explaining.

Buddha smiled and said, "In the eyes of a dream interpreter, dreams are seen as a reflection of the inner self, your subconscious feelings and thoughts. When you dream that your husband is cheating on you, it is actually a reminder that your loyalty and trust in him have been shaken deep down."

Upon hearing this, the woman's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

She asked in a low voice, "Does that mean I have a problem with trusting him?"

Buddha nodded gently and said, "Yes, this dream is reminding you that you need to face your inner doubts and anxieties. Marriage is built on trust and respect. If you have doubts about his loyalty, then this is a signal that you need to communicate and resolve the problems between you."

The woman was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is this dream a good omen?"

"Yes, this dream is a good omen."

"Because it makes you aware of the potential problems in your marriage."

"This way you can prevent and resolve problems in advance, avoiding real issues from occurring."

"It is a blessing and a sign of wisdom for a dream interpreter to have the ability to foresee the future, and this dream is a reminder to you to take responsibility for your life and marriage," Buddha said with a sly smile.

The woman felt somewhat relieved after hearing this.

"Thank you, Master Buddha."

"Your explanation made everything clear to me, and now I know what to do."

Buddha smiled and nodded, saying, "No need to thank me. Everything is predestined. I just helped you uncover the mystery, and in return, I gained what I wanted to experience."

The woman nodded slightly, left her seat, and walked towards the Qingyun Sect. To have the Buddha interpret the dream, one must kneel and worship devoutly in the Qingyun Sect's main hall before leaving.

"Next." Buddha shook his whisk.

Jiang Chuan wanted to figure out why these dream interpreters were so scarce.

And one needs to be trained within the Diviner Alliance.

He needs to experience it for himself.

Jiang Chuan sat down, his eyes fixed intently on Fodu, and said, "The old lecher is starting. Which aspect should we begin with?" "What did you say?" Fodu was speechless, his true nature exposed by Jiang Chuan.

After composing himself briefly, Fodu cleared his throat and said seriously, "Dream interpretation is a profound subject. We need to start with the principles of dream analysis and the symbolic meaning of dreams."

Jiang Chuan nodded.

"What are the dreams that are troubling you?" Buddha asked.

"Aren't you a dream interpreter? Do I need to explain? Guess for yourself." Because he was from the Qingyun Sect, Jiang Chuan didn't intend to give him any face.

"Oh ho, young man, you've got quite a temper. Heartbroken, haven't you?" Fodu said.

"Is this all the dream interpreter is capable of?" Jiang Chuan was about to stand up when Fo Du stopped him. The more temperamental a dreamer is, the more shocking their dream will be, which is what dream interpreters like the most.

"If you can make sense of my dream, I'll be convinced," Jiang Chuan snorted and sat back down.

Buddha smiled slightly, tapped the table lightly, and fell into deep thought.

Jiang Chuan's dream must be related to his inner turmoil, and the key to interpreting the dream lies in finding the source of that turmoil.

"Is your dream related to the Qingyun Sect?" Buddha suddenly asked.

Jiang Chuan stiffened. Fo Du's words seemed to have touched his heart. He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Yes, my dreams have always been related to the Qingyun Sect."

"Let me take a closer look into your dream," Buddha began to cast a spell.

Jiang Chuan felt a warm power flowing into his body from Buddha's palm.

Buddha's thoughts began to blur, and his vision opened within Jiang Chuan's body.

In his dream, Buddha saw him standing in front of the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate, with the sect leader, Qing Yinyan, kneeling before him, begging him not to exterminate them all.

"Did you see it?"

Jiang Chuan's voice rang in Fo Du's ears, somewhat teasingly.

Fodu sensed something was wrong and prepared to probe his soul, but Jiang Chuan stopped him with a single sentence: "Since you're here, don't even think about going back."

At first glance, Fodu looked at Jiang Chuan and felt that he looked somewhat familiar. Now, he suddenly realized and said, "You are Jiang Chuan."

"It's too late to know." Jiang Chuan's voice echoed within his body, while Fo Du's spiritual power was firmly locked onto it, unable to leave Jiang Chuan's body.

"Kid, do you know you're playing with fire?" Knowing he couldn't leave, Fodu decided to leave something inside Jiang Chuan's body.

He formed a hand seal, and a powerful spiritual force surged from his palms, shooting straight into Jiang Chuan's soul like a sharp sword.

As the blow landed, Buddha felt a sharp pain, as if something was tearing apart his soul.

What's going on? I clearly started it!

"what!"

Buddha let out a scream, sweat poured down his forehead, his face was as pale as paper, he clutched his chest tightly, and gasped for breath in pain.

Seeing Fodu's pained expression, Jiang Chuan sneered, "With the blessing of my Heavenly Rank soul, you still want to pry into my memories? You're simply courting death."

"A Heavenly Rank Soul!" Even after cultivating his soul for most of his life, Buddha Du could not break through to the Heavenly Rank Soul, yet Jiang Chuan had actually done it. He felt that this was not real, and his heart was filled with doubt and astonishment. How did he do it?

Buddha felt his spiritual power being suppressed by Jiang Chuan's soul power.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, it is instantly swallowed up by the tranquility of the water.

He began to panic. If he could not leave Jiang Chuan's body as soon as possible, his mental strength would be completely destroyed by Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan's spiritual power raged in Fo Du's spiritual world, like a raging storm, tearing everything apart at will. Fo Du tried his best to resist, but his strength seemed so weak in front of Jiang Chuan.

"Who...who are you?" Buddha managed to squeeze out the words, his mind becoming confused.

Jiang Chuan's lips curled into a cold smile, his gaze fixed on Fo Du as if he were looking at an ant. "Who am I? I am the death you are about to face."

Buddha felt his mental strength beginning to collapse.

His world began to crumble.

Everything was plunged into darkness.

He had lost the ability to resist; he could only await death.

If we deal with Fodu in front of the Qingyun Sect's gate, it will alert the enemy. We'll just have to teach him a lesson.

In order to leave no trace, Jiang Chuan decided to erase his memories of appearing in Fo Du's mind, which was an extremely painful process.

Unable to resist, Fodu allowed Jiang Chuan's fingers to gently slide across Fodu's head, trying to find the button that could erase his memories.

As if he knew Jiang Chuan's intentions, Fo Du said in horror, "You can't do this, I'll become mentally impaired."

A complex emotion welled up in Jiang Chuan's heart. He knew that what he was doing was extremely cruel to Fodu, but he had no other choice. He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice calm, "I'm sorry, Fodu, I have to do this."

Buddha's eyes were filled with fear and reluctance. He gripped Jiang Chuan's hand tightly and pleaded, "Please think of another way, Mr. Jiang Chuan. I...I don't want to forget you."

"Doesn't the Diviner's Alliance need dream interpreters? If you're kind enough, I'm willing to serve the Diviner's Alliance like a slave," Buddha pleaded.

"No need." Jiang Chuan swiftly withdrew his hand and drew it towards Buddha's forehead. A white sauce-like liquid appeared in his palm. He then clenched his fist, and the sauce evaporated into nothingness with his strength.

Buddha's body began to collapse, and diseases surged in like a tide, eroding his vitality.

However, his gaze remained firm, and a calm smile played on his lips.

"Jiang Chuan, I will remember you." Fo Du stared at him with resentful eyes.

His life was gradually coming to an end, but he was not afraid.

Instead, he felt a peace and contentment he had never experienced before.

This peace and contentment comes from his understanding of dream interpreters.

Life is impermanent; everything is constantly changing.

His body will age and he will be afflicted by diseases; these are the laws of nature. He has no need to resist them or worry about them. He just needs to accept them and move on.

In the real world, Buddha shook his head, opened his sleepy eyes, looked at Jiang Chuan, and asked in confusion, "Where were we? I don't remember anything?"

“You said you wanted to acknowledge me as your father, and everyone heard that,” Jiang Chuan said.

The onlookers nodded in agreement. It was true that Fodu had said that while he was not in a clear mind, which surprised them greatly. How could Jiang Chuan, who was only a few years old, become his godfather?

Buddha was stunned, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes as he seemed to be trying to recall, but ultimately unable to find his lost memories. He realized things weren't that simple and said, "Kid, you're exaggerating. Watch out, or I'll talk back." (End of Chapter)