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

After the spirit scrolls were fully integrated, Jiang Chuan returned to the Qingyun Sect.

Within the sect, all was peaceful, with disciples busily and orderly carrying out their respective duties.

Sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the bluestone slabs.

Xuanxuanxue of Xuanmei Pavilion, a gentle and graceful woman, immediately went forward to greet Jiang Chuan upon his return.

"Young Sect Master, you're finally back! The entire sect has been missing you."

Xuanxuanxue's polite words were spoken in a gentle, soothing voice.

Jiang Chuan nodded slightly, walked up to Xuanxuanxue, and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work, Xuanxuanxue."

After briefly inquiring about the sect's recent situation from Xuanxuan Xue, Jiang Chuan went directly to Qing Yinyan's residence.

It was a quiet courtyard, where Qing Yinyan sat in meditation in a shady spot, her posture elegant, as if she were one with her surroundings.

"Are you looking for me?"

Jiang Chuan's gaze was piercing as he stared directly at Qing Yinyan, his deep eyes seemingly holding endless thoughts and determination.

Upon hearing this, Qingyun Sect Master Qing Yinyan slowly opened her beautiful eyes, which had been slightly closed, revealing a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.

He casually crossed his legs, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"You've been to Xuanmei Pavilion, so you should know how corrupt it is. But as the sect leader, I turn a blind eye. This kind of treatment is common in Qingyun Sect. Are you sure you're not tempted?"

Qing Yinyan's voice was magnetic, with a hint of seduction in his tone.

Jiang Chuan was slightly taken aback by her words, not expecting her to raise the question so directly.

Jiang Chuan pondered for a moment, weighing something in his mind, and then slowly said, "I'm used to being free and don't want to think about these tedious matters. What I pursue is the ultimate martial arts, not the struggle for power."

Jiang Chuan's words revealed a detached and indifferent attitude, and his eyes were clear.

Qing Yinyan's smile faded slightly, clearly not expecting Jiang Chuan to give such an answer.

She walked up to Jiang Chuan, leaned forward slightly, and stared intently at him, as if trying to find a trace of wavering in his eyes.

"The pinnacle of martial arts?"

Qing Yinyan walked up to Jiang Chuan and observed him closely. "How dare you say such a thing? Do you know that the path of martial arts is long and arduous, and not everyone can reach the end?"

Jiang Chuan did not answer, but stood there quietly, letting Qing Yinyan's gaze sweep over him.

"Perhaps I don't need to know the outcome."

Jiang Chuan finally spoke, his voice calm and firm, "All I know is that I want to become the one who can touch the Dao of Heaven, no matter how difficult the path may be."

A hint of admiration flashed in Qing Yinyan's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by her arrogance.

She snorted coldly, disdainful of Jiang Chuan's arrogance: "Hmph... Who do you think you are? The pinnacle of martial arts, that's nothing but a fool's dream."

The words made Jiang Chuan pause slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

Qing Yinyan's sarcasm could not shake his resolve.

"I've brought you here today to let you know that I'm taking back the Qingyun Token."

Qing Yinyan made the decision, and there was no room for doubt.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan frowned. The Qingyun Token was not only a symbol of his status, but also the cornerstone of his position in the Qingyun Sect. Once lost, his status and influence would be greatly diminished.

The Qingyun Token is a symbol of the young sect leader of the Qingyun Sect, and also a sign of the power and status bestowed upon him by the sect.

If he loses the Qingyun Token, he will lose the ability to move freely within the Qingyun Sect. He still has many things to do and cannot hand it over for the time being.

"Could we postpone it for another two days?"

Jiang Chuan asked tentatively.

Qing Yinyan didn't answer, but instead slightly raised her red lips, revealing a playful smile. She liked to torment people with this kind of expression.

Her gaze lingered on Jiang Chuan for a moment, as if admiring a toy she was about to manipulate.

"Two days? Are you trying to negotiate with me?"

After Qing Yinyan finished speaking, she played with her newly manicured nails, her movements elegant and composed, as if she were enjoying a silent mockery.

Her fingers gently fiddled with the glitter on her nails, each movement exuding confidence and poise.

Jiang Chuan smiled bitterly to himself, knowing how insignificant his request was, but he couldn't help trying again: "Sect Leader Qing, I..."

"What am I?"

Qing Yinyan interrupted him: "Who do you think you are? Daring to negotiate with me? Your fate is not in your own hands."

Qing Yinyan looked at Jiang Chuan's silence, but a strange feeling arose in her heart.

“I can actually do nail art too, even better than the nail art on your hands!” Jiang Chuan suddenly said.

Qing Yinyan paused slightly, not expecting Jiang Chuan to suddenly change the subject.

She put down the manicure she was doing, turned around, and looked at him with a hint of curiosity: "Oh? Really? Then you try it and see how good your skills are."

Jiang Chuan smiled and took out a box of exquisite nail polish and a small set of manicure tools from his sleeve.

He walked up to Qing Yinyan, gently took her hand, and began to carefully paint her nails.

Qing Yinyan watched Jiang Chuan's movements and couldn't help but be surprised. She hadn't expected Jiang Chuan's skills to be so exquisite. Every stroke was so skillful that she even began to doubt whether Jiang Chuan was really just an ordinary doctor.

"Your cooking skills are indeed excellent."

Qing Yinyan commented, his tone no longer carrying the sarcasm he had before.

His gaze lingered on Jiang Chuan's hand for a moment, as if he were pondering what had just happened.

Unexpectedly, a seemingly ordinary person could demonstrate such skill at a crucial moment, which subtly changed her opinion of him.

She had initially thought Jiang Chuan was just an unknown disciple, but now she began to doubt her judgment.

Jiang Chuan smiled as he put away his tools, but he knew in his heart that this was just a minor incident and could not change the problems he was facing.

The repossession of the Qingyun Token was a major blow to him, and he needed to find a suitable reason to buy time.

"Is that all?" Qing Yinyan said, looking forward to Jiang Chuan's next move.

“Unless the sect leader agrees to let me use the Qingyun Token for a while longer,” Jiang Chuan said.

Qing Yinyan smiled, surprised that Jiang Chuan would make his request so directly. This gave her a new appreciation for his courage and determination.

"Alright, considering you did my manicure, you can keep the Qingyun Token for now."

Qing Yinyan finally spoke.

"Thank you, Sect Master. I will certainly live up to your expectations and will not disappoint you," Jiang Chuan said.

Qing Yinyan turned around and said, "However, you must make good use of this time to prove your worth. Three days later, I will send someone to check your progress. If I do not see any substantial progress from you, the Qingyun Token will still be taken back."

"I will, Sect Master." Jiang Chuan nodded.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qing Yinyan gracefully lay down in front of Jiang Chuan, her body slightly tilted, revealing a pair of well-maintained hands.

Her eyes held a hint of anticipation, as if she were enjoying the service that was about to begin.

Her movements were unhurried, and every detail revealed her pursuit of beauty and her trust in Jiangchuan's craftsmanship.

Jiang Chuan clicked his tongue at Qing Yinyan's posture. Although Qing Yinyan seemed indifferent on the surface, her pursuit of beauty and attention to detail were no less than anyone else's.

He gently put down his tools, adjusted his posture, and prepared to continue working on Qing Yinyan's nails.

"Please rest assured, Sect Master, I will carefully repair you," Jiang Chuan said softly.

Qing Yinyan closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of Jiang Chuan's fingertips gently gliding across her nails.

Jiang Chuan's fingers were nimble and delicate. He carefully removed the old nail polish from his nails and then gently buffed them with sandpaper until the nail surface was as smooth as a mirror.

As Jiang Chuan repaired her, Qing Yinyan's fingers gradually regained their luster, and the edges of her nails were trimmed neatly.

Jiang Chuan then applied a base coat to her nails to protect them and prevent the newly applied nail polish from peeling off.

"Sect Master, next is to choose colors," Jiang Chuan said softly. He picked out several colors from the color wheel next to him and placed them in front of Qing Yinyan.

Qing Yinyan opened her eyes, her gaze sweeping across the color palette before finally choosing a delicate pink.

Jiang Chuan nodded, picked up the color mixing stick, and evenly applied pink nail polish to Qing Yinyan's nails.

Her movements were gentle and skillful, striving for perfection with each application.

As the nail polish dried, Jiang Chuan applied top coat to Qing Yinyan's nails, making them even smoother and shinier.

Throughout the entire process, Qing Yinyan maintained a calm demeanor.

After applying the last drop of top coat, Jiang Chuan gently tidied Qing Yinyan's nails, making sure no detail was overlooked.

He stood up and took a few steps back so that Qing Yinyan could appreciate his work from a distance.

"Sect Master, please take a look," Jiang Chuan said.

Qing Yinyan's gaze fell on her nails, a satisfied smile appearing on her face. She gently stroked her nails, savoring the exquisite beauty that Jiang Chuan had brought her.

The fingers glide gently across the nails, as if admiring a work of art.

Jiang Chuan's skills are not limited to nail art; his dexterity is also reflected in every detail.

"I heard that men who can do manicures can also massage hands," Qing Yinyan asked tentatively.

She guessed this, wanting to find out how much craftsmanship Jiang Chuan had.

Jiang Chuan was slightly taken aback when he heard Qing Yinyan's words, but he quickly regained his composure.

He smiled and nodded, replying, "Sect Master, I do know massage. Although I'm not a professional, I do know the basic massage techniques. If you feel the need, I can massage your hands right now to help you relax."

Qing Yinyan's eyes lit up with surprise. She hadn't expected Jiang Chuan to actually know how to massage. She nodded gently, signaling Jiang Chuan to begin.

Jiang Chuan slowly sat down opposite Qing Yinyan, adjusted his posture to ensure he could comfortably massage her.

He gently took Qing Yinyan's hand and began to gently knead her palm and fingers with his fingertips.

Although Jiang Chuan's massage technique was not professional, it was full of patience and care.

The fingers moved slowly across Qing Yinyan's hand with just the right amount of pressure, enough to relax her muscles without making her feel uncomfortable.

Each kneading was accompanied by soft breathing.

Qing Yinyan closed her eyes, enjoying this special treatment from Jiangchuan.

As my mood gradually relaxed, the tension in my body slowly dissipated.

Jiangchuan's massage is not just about relaxing the hands, but also about comforting the soul.

"How does my hand feel to touch? Compared to other girls?" Qing Yinyan opened her beautiful eyes playfully, her eyes sparkling like stars, a sly smile playing on her lips, as if anticipating Jiang Chuan's answer.

Her fingers lightly traced the air, as if simulating the feeling of caressing. The movement was both casual and slightly provocative, making one want to reach out and touch that tenderness that seemed within reach.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan was slightly startled, but his attitude remained extremely polite.

He bowed slightly, placed his hands on his knees, and answered in a humble manner, "Sect Master, how did you come up with the idea of ​​asking me this question? It is indeed a rather private topic, and I am somewhat surprised."

Upon hearing Jiang Chuan's words, Qing Yinyan's smile widened, as if Jiang Chuan's unexpected turn of events was exactly what she had been hoping for.

She leaned back gently on the sofa, crossed her legs, and placed her hands lightly on her knees. In a relaxed manner, she said, "Oh? Is that so? That's because I've been thinking lately that everyone's hands are unique, just like everyone's story, and deserve to be savored."

Jiang Chuan nodded slightly and said, "What the sect leader said is absolutely right. Everyone's hands have their own unique story. Whether it is the delicate touch or the marks left by the years, they are all testaments to personal experiences."

Hearing Jiang Chuan's answer, Qing Yinyan was secretly delighted, knowing that this wasn't the first time Jiang Chuan had touched a girl's hand, but she still winked mischievously: "I think my hands should feel very comfortable to touch, right? After all, I pay a lot of attention to skincare."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan knew what to say at this moment.

He smiled slightly and said, "Sect Leader's hands are indeed very comfortable, delicate and warm, giving people a sense of security and relaxation. Compared with other girls, your hands are more exquisite and well-maintained, which is very rare."

Hearing Jiang Chuan's praise, Qing Yinyan's face flushed slightly, and her heart beat a little faster. Even though she knew that his words were somewhat flattering, she still felt very pleased.

She gently bit her lower lip, trying to hide her shyness, but the blush on her cheeks bloomed even more brightly, like peach blossoms in spring.

"You're really good with words," Qing Yinyan said softly.

Hearing Qing Yinyan's praise, Jiang Chuan did not become arrogant or complacent.

On the contrary, his eyes revealed a hint of humility and seriousness, as if he did not think he was anything special and was just doing his part: "If the sect leader likes it, I have many more."

Upon hearing this, Qing Yinyan nodded slightly, knowing that Jiang Chuan's words were not untrue.

"Then say a few more words," Qing Yinyan said.

"Sect Leader, if I said I was willing to give everything to protect you, support you, and be your unwavering backing, would you think I'm just boasting?" Jiang Chuan's words were filled with sincerity, his gaze fixed intently on Qing Yinyan's beautiful eyes, awaiting her response. (End of Chapter)