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

Yu Youwei gently drew her Autumn Water Sword, and the black-robed Taoist slowly fell to the ground, ending this thrilling battle.

Jiang Chuan stood aside, watching Yu Youwei's back, his heart filled with shock.

He then truly realized that Yu Youwei's strength was unfathomable, and what she had shown before was merely the tip of the iceberg.

With the death of the black-robed Taoist, the Jade City assassins were immediately leaderless and, under the powerful intimidation of Yu Youwei and Jiang Chuan, they all fled in defeat.

Upon seeing this, Yu Wenhe and Zhang Hu immediately ordered the city lord's light cavalry and mercenaries to pursue the enemy and began to clean up the battlefield.

The group began to inspect the damage to the medicinal herbs.

Unfortunately, two wagons were destroyed in the battle, and the medicinal herbs were scattered all over the ground.

Just when everyone thought that was the end of the loss, the maid Qing'er discovered an astonishing secret.

"Miss, something terrible has happened!" Qing'er rushed over anxiously, holding some damaged medicinal herbs in her hand. "These medicinal herbs have been sprayed with poisonous fungal spores—Drunken Monkey Fungus."

Upon hearing this, Yu Youwei and Jiang Chuan's expressions immediately turned serious.

They all knew that the drowsy monkey mushroom was an extremely dangerous poisonous fungus. Once a person came into contact with or inhaled its spores, they would experience hallucinations, mania, and in severe cases, even uncontrollable bleeding, which could endanger their life.

Qing'er continued, "I have checked carefully, and the remaining medicinal herbs in the carriages are not contaminated. However, these herbs that have been sprayed with poisonous fungal spores must not be transported to the Heyang camp."

Yu Wenhe and Zhang Hu were also shocked when they heard the news.

They realized that the Sun family of Yucheng's conspiracy was far more insidious than they had imagined. They not only wanted to hijack the carriages, but also attempted to sabotage the medicinal herbs with poisonous fungi, thereby influencing the battle situation at the Heyang camp.

“The Sun family of Yucheng is trying to undermine our foundation!” Yu Wenhe said through gritted teeth. “If these contaminated medicinal herbs are sent to the Heyang camp, the consequences will be unimaginable.”

Zhang Hu was also furious. "These despicable bastards actually used such underhanded methods."

Yu Youwei frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Fortunately, Qing'er discovered it in time, otherwise we would all have been kept in the dark. The most urgent task now is to reorganize the medicinal materials to ensure that the materials transported to the Heyang camp are safe and sound."

After some effort, the group finally managed to repack the remaining medicinal herbs onto the truck.

Although two cartloads of medicinal herbs were lost, fortunately most of the herbs were unharmed.

“Let’s go, let’s continue.” Yu Youwei said with a determined look as she looked at the convoy that was ready to set off again.

Jiang Chuan nodded and mounted his horse.

Inside the carriage, Jiang Chuan's face was slightly pale as he recalled the sudden burst of Xuanhuang dragon energy during the battle in Yucheng.

At that time, in a desperate situation, this power surged out like a wild horse, helping him repel the enemy, but it also made him truly feel the loss of control over this power.

Yu Youwei sat opposite him, her keen eyes noticing Jiang Chuan's unusual behavior.

“Young Master Jiang, although the Xuanhuang Dragon Qi you unleashed in Jade City was powerful, you have not yet broken through to the Zhiwei realm. Using it rashly in this way may bring unpredictable consequences,” Yu Youwei said softly, her tone filled with concern.

Jiang Chuan raised his head, his eyes full of doubt and confusion. "Miss Yu, I don't know why that power suddenly erupted. Although I was lucky enough to repel the enemy, I felt weak all over afterwards, as if my body had been hollowed out."

Yu Youwei nodded slightly and patiently explained, "All the power in this world is closely related to the power of the soul. You have not yet reached the realm of knowing the subtle, and your soul perception is insufficient, so you cannot fully control such a powerful force. Only by deeply understanding the essence of power through soul perception can you control it at will. Otherwise, forcibly using it will only backfire on yourself."

Jiang Chuan nodded thoughtfully, keeping Yu Youwei's words in mind. He knew that he still had a long way to go on the path of cultivating power.

Under Yu Youwei's command, the convoy continued south. Outside the carriage, Yu Wenhe and Zhang Hu, mounted on horseback, looked at the empty spaces in the ranks caused by the battle, their hearts filled with regret.

"We lost a lot of brothers on this trip, it's a real pity." Zhang Hu sighed, his tone full of helplessness.

Yu Wenhe also looked grave. "Yes, but we must get to the Heyang camp as soon as possible. The Sun family of Yucheng has suffered a loss this time, and it's hard to guarantee they won't make any further moves."

Yu Youwei sat in the car, listening to the conversation between the two people outside, her eyes resolute.

She knew that time was of the essence and that the medicinal herbs had to be safely delivered to the Heyang camp as soon as possible to alleviate the immediate crisis.

Three days later, the convoy finally arrived safely at the Heyang camp. Looking out, military flags fluttered in the breeze, and soldiers bustled about, a scene of bustling activity. Jiang Chuan felt a surge of excitement; after so many twists and turns, they had finally arrived.

Just then, a familiar figure ran towards the convoy.

"Jiang Chuan!" the man shouted.

Jiang Chuan looked closely and saw that it was actually Prince Mu Chen. Overjoyed, he quickly went to greet him. "Mu Chen, I didn't expect it to be you!"

Mu Chen ran up to Jiang Chuan and patted him hard on the shoulder. "Haha, I heard you've had a lot of ups and downs on your journey. I'm so glad you've come!"

The two teased each other, creating a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. Jiang Chuan's weariness instantly dissipated.

Mu Chen led the convoy into the camp and arranged the campsite. During the conversation, he mentioned that there was a female doctor in the camp named Qingtian. Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan couldn't help but recall their previous encounter in Dushan, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

At this moment, Yu Youwei slowly stepped out of the carriage at Mu Chen's invitation.

She wore a light blue dress, with a graceful figure, stunning beauty, and elegant demeanor.

When Mu Chen saw Yu Youwei, he was momentarily stunned.

Seeing this, Jiang Chuan chuckled and teased, "Young Master, are you stunned?"

Mu Chen snapped out of his daze and scratched his head awkwardly, "This young lady is..."

Jiang Chuan introduced, "This is Miss Yu. We owe a great deal to Miss Yu for her help in escorting the medicinal herbs this time."

Mu Chen quickly cupped his hands in thanks, "Thank you, Miss Yu. If it weren't for your timely delivery of the medicinal herbs, my camp would have been in serious trouble."

Yu Youwei nodded slightly and responded with a smile. Afterwards, Mu Chen left after arranging everything, and Jiang Chuan and Yu Youwei went to their respective military tents to rest.

Inside Yu Youwei's military tent, her maid Qing'er asked curiously, "Miss, that Young Master Jiang seems quite special. You seem to treat him very differently."

Yu Youwei sat on the couch and smiled gently. "I just find him interesting and tease him a bit." A barely perceptible glint flashed in her eyes. "He's like prey that has stumbled into a trap. I just need to patiently wait for the right moment to take the initiative."

Qing'er nodded as if she understood, and didn't ask any more questions.

That evening, Mu Chen arranged a bonfire dinner, inviting Jiang Chuan, Yu Youwei, the Sixth Princess, as well as Qing Tian and Ouyang Mu from the Pharmacist Pavilion. Inside the camp, the bonfire roared, illuminating everyone's faces.

Jiang Chuan entered the banquet venue and saw the familiar Sixth Princess, his heart filled with emotion. Everyone took their seats, and the banquet began amidst laughter and cheerful conversation.

Mu Chen raised his wine glass and said loudly, "Today, we gather here to welcome Jiang Chuan and Miss Yu, and also to thank everyone for their contributions to the Heyang Camp."

Everyone raised their glasses and drank them down in one gulp. Jiang Chuan looked around at the various figures present and realized that the Heyang camp was far more complex than he had imagined.

This trip is not only about escorting medicinal herbs, but also about engaging with various forces on a larger stage.

At the dinner, everyone chatted happily.
Ze and Qingtian reminisced about their experiences in Dushan, filled with emotion. Yu Youwei, on the other hand, chatted happily with the Sixth Princess, displaying her elegance and poise.

However, beneath this relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, Jiang Chuan vaguely sensed an undercurrent surging within him.

As the banquet progressed, Jiang Chuan's thoughts drifted into the distance. He knew that his journey in the Southern Region had only just begun.

The night was as dark as ink, pressing heavily upon the Heyang camp.

Jiang Chuan sat alone in his military tent, the flickering candlelight illuminating his slightly tired yet thoughtful face.

His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the fierce battle with the black-robed Taoist.

Although the black-robed Taoist was dead, the powerful strength he displayed, especially his superb Taoist techniques, still made Jiang Chuan feel lingering fear.

Recalling the many thrilling moments during the battle, Jiang Chuan couldn't help but ponder to himself that although he was able to barely fight against the black-robed Taoist in the late stage of the Other Shore Realm by activating the Xuanhuang Dragon Qi in the desperate situation, he still felt powerless in the face of the powerful pressure of the Zhiwei Realm.

It was a huge gap in their levels of understanding, like an insurmountable chasm, which made Jiang Chuan deeply aware of his own shortcomings.

"With my current strength, I am still too weak to face a true powerhouse," Jiang Chuan muttered to himself, his voice exceptionally clear in the silent military tent.

He thought of Yu Youwei again, that mysterious and unpredictable woman.

During the battle at the post station, she effortlessly deflected the black-robed Taoist's deadly attack with a mere gesture, demonstrating unfathomable strength that was likely close to the Supreme Realm.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Chuan felt an invisible pressure pressing down on him like Mount Tai, making it hard for him to breathe.

"I must improve my strength as soon as possible, otherwise, how can I protect myself and find the truth in this chaotic world?" Jiang Chuan clenched his fists, his face resolute.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the tent, followed by a familiar voice: "Jiang Chuan, are you there?"

Jiang Chuan recognized Mu Chen's voice and quickly got up, lifted the tent flap, and saw Mu Chen standing outside the tent with a smile on his face.

"Mu Chen, please come in." Jiang Chuan greeted him warmly.

Mu Chen walked into the military tent and frowned slightly when he saw Jiang Chuan's appearance. "What's wrong? Still thinking about the previous battle?"

Jiang Chuan nodded with a wry smile, "Yes, the battle with the black-robed Taoist made me realize my shortcomings, and I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated."

Mu Chen patted Jiang Chuan on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't take it too hard. It's already amazing that you were able to defeat the black-robed Taoist in such a desperate situation. Besides, this is just one stage on your cultivation path. There's still a long way to go in the future."

Jiang Chuan took a deep breath and composed himself. "Thank you, Mu Chen. Is there something you need?"

Mu Chen smiled and said, "I almost forgot the important thing. I've arranged a bonfire dinner tonight so everyone can get together. Don't stay here alone, come and relax with me."

Jiang Chuan readily agreed, and the two walked side by side toward the banquet venue. Along the way, tents stood in rows, and the figures of patrolling soldiers flashed by from time to time, and a tense and solemn atmosphere permeated the air.

Upon arriving at the banquet venue, one sees a bonfire burning brightly, illuminating the entire area.

The group sat together, filled with laughter and chatter. Jiang Chuan's appearance immediately drew everyone's attention.

"Jiang Chuan!" Ouyang Mu, with his sharp eyes, spotted Jiang Chuan first, stood up excitedly, and shouted loudly.

Jiang Chuan was overjoyed to see Ouyang Mu and quickly went over to embrace him tightly. "Brother Ouyang, it's been a long time!"

"Haha, that's right, I didn't expect to see you here." Ouyang Mu said with a smile, his eyes full of joy.

The two teased each other, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

At this moment, Qingtian also walked over. She was wearing a plain white dress and had a beautiful face, like a blooming white lotus.

"Young Master Jiang, thank you for your help in Dushan before," Qing Tian said with a smile, her voice gentle.

Jiang Chuan quickly waved his hand, "Miss Qingtian, you're too kind. It was nothing at all."

Just then, a beautiful figure rushed over in a flurry of activity—it was Mu Qingling. Hands on her hips, she glared angrily at Jiang Chuan, "Jiang Chuan, you left without saying goodbye! You've made me furious!"

Jiang Chuan looked embarrassed and scratched his head. "Princess, I'm really sorry. The situation was urgent at the time, and I didn't have time to tell you."

Seeing the situation turning sour, Mu Chen quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "Alright, alright, we've all finally gotten together, don't spoil the fun. Come on, let's drink!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank them down. During the banquet, they toasted each other and chatted happily.

Jiang Chuan reminisced with his old friends about the past, his heart filled with emotion.

Yu Youwei sat quietly to the side, watching everyone with a faint smile on her face, occasionally exchanging a few words with the Sixth Princess.

After the banquet, Mu Chen took Jiang Chuan back to the military tent.

He took out an exquisite sword box from the side, slowly opened it, and a spirit sword emitting a faint blue light came into view.

“Jiang Chuan, this is a gift specially prepared by my father, Marquis of Heyang, to thank you for saving Qingling. This spirit sword is called ‘Qing Shuang’, a Xuan-level spirit sword, extremely sharp. I hope you will accept it,” Mu Chen said solemnly.

Jiang Chuan looked at the Azure Frost Sword before him, his heart filled with excitement. He carefully picked up the sword and gently drew it. The blade gleamed with a cold light, its edge was incredibly sharp, and a chill ran through him.

"Such a precious gift, I..." Jiang Chuan hesitated.

Mu Chen smiled and said, "Don't refuse, this is what you deserve. Besides, I have another request."

Jiang Chuan sheathed his sword and looked at Mu Chen. "Mu Chen, please speak freely."

Mu Chen's expression turned serious. "The situation at the Heyang camp is tense right now. I hope you can join us, fight alongside us, and defend Heyang." (End of Chapter)