An Imperfect Past Raises Doubts

Chen Chuan sat quietly as scene after scene, seeming real yet illusory, drifted before his eyes. They were all memories contained within that Memory Potion.

Under normal circumstances, the potion only surfaced when he was in a deep sleep or relatively relaxed.

But before this, in order to break through to a higher limit, he had remained focused on mental cultivation, almost always replacing sleep with meditation. During that period, one matter after another had come rushing in, leaving him little room to relax. Thus, these things that could easily cause additional interference had never surfaced.

Now, however, he had broken through to the Fourth Limit and become a Fighter. Within Jibei Province Central City alone, there were already few people capable of threatening him. Moreover, he was no longer as pressed for time in his cultivation as before. At the moment when his mind and body were completely relaxed, the memories left to him by his body's mother had surfaced one by one from the depths of his heart.

In the past, the transmission of these memories had been erratic and disjointed. Sometimes they had been triggered by certain thoughts or feelings, and sometimes by seeing a particular scene. The corresponding memories would then follow. It had not been entirely under his control.

Now, returning to examine them with the strength he possessed, he no longer encountered any hindrance or restriction. As his body had transformed and his mental strength had risen to a higher level, his understanding and control of his own body had completely surpassed what they had been before.

At this moment, with a turn of his consciousness, all the memories that had appeared and those that had not all surged forth. They interwove and unfolded around him in a riot of color, but were immediately