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

For Jiang Chuan, this was simply an impossible task.

He will not kneel before anyone, nor will he change his attitude because of the doubts of some people.

His act of touching Qing Yinyan's delicate body may be controversial, but he does not regret it.

"I know what I did."

"I don't regret it. If I meet her again, I will take advantage of her even more."

Jiang Chuan's words provoked even greater anger and uproar.

These admirers, their eyes bloodshot, were furious that their faith had been trampled on like this. Their early-stage Earth Rank strength was propelled to an even higher level by their anger, and the surrounding aura of pressure gradually rose, locking onto the Taotie rider Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan's eyes narrowed, and then the Taotie roared, engulfing the surrounding mud, and crashed into the crowd of admirers under his mount.

During the contact between the two.

Some of the weaker admirers had their bodies shattered by the Taotie's violent impact.

However, the admirers did not back down in the face of the Taotie's onslaught.

The crimson flames in their eyes burned even brighter, and their faith grew even stronger. They unleashed their power in an attempt to withstand the onslaught of the Taotie.

boom…

The entire venue seemed to shake.

Jiang Chuan and Taotie descended the mountain like tigers, unstoppable.

The admirers' defenses crumbled instantly, and some of the weaker individuals were even shattered upon contact, turning into a pile of blood and flesh.

When Jiang Chuan stopped, he saw that Li Yi and Ling Juan were already standing next to the stone tablet, which was the exit of the Taotie arena. He had succeeded in holding back these admirers and was preparing to leave.

Riding on the body of the Taotie, he gradually became ethereal, eventually transforming into a streak of lightning that streaked across the sky and landed directly beside Li Yi.

“Let’s leave here.” Jiang Chuan revealed his true form and said to Li Yi and Ling Juan.

Knowing the urgency of the situation, Li Yi and Ling Juan nodded instead of answering, and followed Jiang Chuan to touch the stone tablet.

The stone tablet emitted a warm light that enveloped Jiang Chuan and his companions, and then their figures disappeared from the sight of these admirers.

These admirers, not knowing what means Jiang Chuan used to get here, hesitated for a while and lingered by the stone tablet, unwilling to leave.

Knowing the route, Jiang Chuan returned to the scripture library where the old man was resting in just a few breaths.

The old man, holding a fan, lay on a bamboo recliner, gazing at the stone tablet with a dazed look.

Next to the recliner was a stone table with a set of purple clay teapots and several small cups on it. A few yellowed books were scattered around. The old man gently swayed the fan in his hand, bringing a cool breeze and dispelling the summer heat.

At this moment, sunlight pierced through the sparse clouds and fell on the old man's face, creating dappled light and shadow. Enjoying the warmth of the sunlight, it was as if the whole world had quieted down, and only he and this space existed.

Suddenly, the stone tablet shook violently, as if some force was carving on it. Then, a name appeared on the stone tablet, a name that almost made him lose control of his bladder: Jiang Chuan.

"This young man really did it."

"Even the Taotie, a mythical beast of heaven and earth, can be subdued."

"Is there anything in this world that he cannot do?" the old man murmured to himself.

As he finished speaking, his loose skin, full of wrinkles, seemed to record the hardships of his life. His hair was already gray, with a few sparse strands hanging over his forehead, giving him a faint sense of sadness.

"You're back." The old man looked in one direction and saw Jiang Chuan standing there.

“I have completed my task. Now I can go see Jensen, right?” Jiang Chuan watched the old man warily because he noticed his name engraved on the stone tablet. The name Jiang Chuan was fine in the outside world, but if it appeared in the Qingyun Sect, it would cause turmoil.

"Jiang Chuan?" The old man looked at him with a smile and gestured for him to sit down next to him.

Seeing this, Jiang Chuan didn't move and said, "Just say what you want to say."

"I'm the Jensen you're looking for. Aren't you surprised?" Jensen smiled, his old face beaming.

Jiang Chuan's eyelids twitched. He hadn't expected that this old man was the Jensen he had been searching for. He tentatively asked, "Are you really Jensen?"

“Absolutely genuine,” Jason replied with a smile.

Jiang Chuan was silent for a moment, then looked at Ling Juan and said, "Didn't you say you'd seen Jensen? He's standing right in front of you, why didn't you recognize him?"

Ling Juan pinched her chubby cheeks and said somewhat embarrassedly, "That's not right. I remember Jensen was a drunkard, and he even smelled of alcohol when he walked."

“I’m just not drinking right now.” Jason stood up, took the water bottle from his waist, and took a few sips.

"Does it look like it now?" Jensen asked Lingjuan.

“It does look somewhat similar.” Ling Juan rubbed her little hands together.

Jiang Chuan watched Ling Juan and Jian Sen interact.

He shook his head slightly.

I sighed in my heart.

The reason why the Spirit Scroll did not recognize Jensen was because the impression it had left on it was too deep, so much so that it only remembered Jensen's shortcomings and ignored Jensen's true nature.

"If I'm not mistaken, you came to me for this, right?" Jensen looked at Jiang Chuan and pointed to the spirit scroll.

“Yes, that’s right.” Jiang Chuan had nothing to hide. “I promised to rescue it.”

The spirit scroll currently beside Jiang Chuan is not in its complete form, but only a part of its original form.

“In that case, come with me.” Jason walked out of the room.

Li Yi walked to Jiang Chuan's side, her brows furrowed, and asked, "Are we sure we want to follow them? He's already discovered us; we don't know if he'll lead us to a dangerous place."

“From our conversation just now, it seems that this Jensen doesn’t have any ill intentions towards us,” Jiang Chuan said.

“As far as I know, although Jensen is the top general guarding the Fitness Pavilion, he rarely interacts with Qing Yinyan. If he wanted to make things difficult for you, he would have done so by now, instead of doing anything messy,” Ling Juan said, stroking her chin.

"Let's go," Jiang Chuan said, and walked out of the room.

When Jensen saw Jiang Chuan emerge, he pointed to a patch of land where a towering sorghum stalk reached into the clouds and said, "See that? That sorghum is my root. I stay here because of it; it allows me to brew fine wine." Jensen looked at Jiang Chuan, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination.

He deeply loved this land, and he loved the towering sorghum in his heart.

For him, it was not just a plant, but the source of his life and the refuge of his soul.

Jiang Chuan looked at Jian Sen, a feeling of admiration welling up inside him, and said, "Are you a drunkard?"

Jason smiled and nodded, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes, and said, "Yes, I am a wine fanatic. I am obsessed with brewing, obsessed with the magical process of turning simple grains into fine wine through my own hands."

"Do you know, Jiang Chuan?"

“Winemaking is not just a skill, but also a love for life and a pursuit of beauty,” Jason continued.

“Come on, I’ll show you up close.” Jensen took Jiang Chuan’s hand and led him toward the giant sorghum plant.

"This type of sorghum is called red husk sorghum. Its characteristics are that the grains are plump and have a high starch content, making it a high-quality raw material for brewing fine wine," Jensen explained to Jiang Chuan in detail as they walked.

Jiang Chuan listened to Jian Sen's introduction while observing the sorghum stalks up close.

He discovered that the sorghum stalks were much thicker than he had imagined, and the leaves were also a more vibrant green.

"Jensen, how is this sorghum grown? And what is the brewing process like?" Jiang Chuan asked curiously.

Jensen smiled and replied, "To plant sorghum, you first need to choose suitable land. Generally speaking, loose, fertile soil is more suitable for sorghum growth. Sowing time is usually in spring. After sowing, you need to water and manage it properly. In autumn, the sorghum can be harvested."

"And what about the brewing process?" Jiang Chuan continued to ask.

Jensen said, "The brewing process can be divided into several steps. First, the harvested sorghum is washed and soaked, then steamed to ferment. After fermentation, it is distilled to extract the essence of sorghum liquor. Finally, the liquor is aged and blended to obtain a delicious brew."

Listening to Jason's explanation, Jiang Chuan gained a deeper understanding of the sorghum liquor production process.

"I've heard that you possess the power of thunder within you." Jason paused, his warm smile turning serious.

“That’s right, is there a problem?” Jiang Chuan asked.

“I have a recipe for Thunder Wine, which requires the power of thunder to brew,” Jason said.

"What's the exchange condition? I'm not going to work for nothing," Jiang Chuan said after thinking for a moment.

"On the condition that I can take you to the place where the spirit scroll is sealed, as for whether you can break the seal there, that depends on your own ability," Jensen said.

“Okay, it’s a deal.” As soon as Jiang Chuan finished speaking, he saw Jian Sen looking at him with excited eyes.

"This is the recipe for Thunder Wine. Take a look." Jensen took out an ancient scroll from his storage ring and handed it to Jiang Chuan.

He took the scroll.

Jiang Chuan opened it and began to examine it.

The first thing you see is the three large characters "Thunder Wine," followed by an introduction to the ingredients and techniques used in its preparation.

Jiang Chuan carefully read every word, nodding occasionally as if deep in thought. Although the writing on the scroll was somewhat blurred, he could still make out each ingredient and each step. Looking at the mysterious recipe and unique production techniques, he couldn't help but marvel at how this wine truly deserved its name, Thunder.

Looking at Jiang Chuan's focused expression, Jensen couldn't help but feel a little smug.

If Jiang Chuan can successfully brew Thunder Wine, his strength will increase once again.

Jensen's method of improving his cultivation level is different from other cultivators; he needs to use alcohol to stimulate his nerves and achieve a state of numbness.

"The Thunder Wine Scroll explains that brewing Thunder Wine requires a drunkard to assist you." Jiang Chuan finished speaking and fell into deep thought. Although he had thunder, he did not have a drunkard.

“You don’t need to worry about Jiang Chuan. I can take the place of that drunkard.” Jensen’s lips curled into a smile.

"Thunderflower, electromagnetic grass, sweet dew, where can I find them? These are all ingredients for brewing Thunder Wine. I've never even heard of these rare treasures, let alone have them," Jiang Chuan said with some difficulty.

“I have some, look here.” Jensen pointed to the fruit growing on the giant sorghum.

Jiang Chuan looked at the sorghum fruit that Jian Sen was pointing to with a puzzled expression. The fruit was golden yellow and shimmered with an alluring luster. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaim in surprise, "This is the Thunder Flower? It actually looks like this!"

Jensen smiled and nodded, then pointed to a lush green meadow. "That's electromagnetic grass. Don't let its ordinary appearance fool you; its electromagnetic energy is incredibly powerful, and the wine it produces has a dizzying effect."

Jiang Chuan's gaze swept across the grass, and he noticed that the blades of grass were trembling slightly, as if they contained some kind of powerful magnetic field.

Next, Jason led Jiang Chuan to a lake and pointed to the clear water, saying, "This is the Dew Water. It contains abundant energy and is an indispensable ingredient for brewing Thunder Wine."

“Since we have all the ingredients to make Thunder Wine, let’s not wait any longer and start brewing it,” Jiang Chuan said.

Jason smiled and nodded, and the two immediately got to work.

Jiang Chuan walked to a stone tool for brewing fine wine and crushed the freshly picked Thunderflower. During this process, Jian Sen needed to drink alcohol to control the alcohol fumes emanating from his body. These alcohol fumes were different from the usual ones; they were condensed from true qi, which could effectively help the ingredients perform better.

Simply crushing the Thunder Flower isn't enough; Jiang Chuan also needs to use the power of thunder within his body to temper it. This is an extremely physically demanding task that requires his complete concentration. If he loses focus even slightly, the tempering will fail, and all his previous efforts will be wasted.

Jiang Chuan took a deep breath and focused his mind.

He slowly extended both hands.

His palm was aimed at the pile of crushed thunder flowers.

His eyes were resolute, and his aura began to flow slowly. It was a powerful aura that seemed capable of shaking mountains and rivers. His true energy was constantly gathering in his body and gradually flowing into his palm. The air there began to vibrate slightly, as if the power of thunder was accumulating.

As Jiang Chuan's true energy increased, the pile of shattered lightning flowers began to emit a faint light, gradually becoming brighter and brighter, until finally it was as bright as day, floating in Jiang Chuan's palm, his body locked by his aura.

At this moment, a faint golden light appeared on Jiang Chuan's skin. It was his true energy condensing outside his body, forming a protective film.

These thunderflowers are not as glamorous as they appear; they are inherently aggressive and can unleash powerful electric shocks.

The energy of the Thunder Flower was gradually guided and controlled by Jiang Chuan's true qi, refined into white light spots to temper his meridians and enhance his cultivation.

He discovered that these rare treasures could not only brew fine wine, but were also surrounded by pure natural energy, which was the raw material for improving cultivation. Jiang Chuan did not want to let these go and prepared to convert this energy into his body.

Jiang Chuan felt the flow of true energy within his body, and his heart was filled with joy.

As Jiang Chuan exhaled a breath of stale air, a jade bottle appeared before him. Guided by his aura, the refined Thunderflowers slowly flowed towards the bottle. An invisible hand seemed to gently grasp the bottle's opening, drawing all the Thunderflowers inside. (End of Chapter)