This is a question that has puzzled Zuan for a long time. There is no news of the myriad worlds in the cultivation world, and the only person who knows about it, Mi Li, is vague about it. I hope that this Universal Commerce Association, which has branches throughout the myriad worlds, will not disappoint me.

Number 9527 was taken aback, clearly not expecting him to ask this question. He couldn't help but sigh, "The information of the True God is always a closely guarded secret in the myriad worlds. Most people dare not talk about it for fear of bringing inexplicable disaster. However, our Universal Chamber of Commerce happens to have a business of selling information. Back then, we were protected by the God of Order and received the tacit approval of the gods, so we can mention it."

Zu An was filled with admiration. The fact that the Universal Chamber of Commerce could gain the tacit approval of the gods meant that its strength was even more terrifying than initially expected.

“Normally, this secret is very expensive, and most people can’t afford it. I feel like I’ve lost a lot of money in this deal.” Number 9527 seemed to be on the verge of beating his chest in frustration.

Zuan smiled slightly: "It is truly my good fortune to have met your friend this time."

Hearing this, number 9527's expression softened a bit. It was worth it to gain the friendship of a future top powerhouse with these things.

Thinking of this, he began to explain in detail: "So far, the Chamber of Commerce has records of 13 True Gods. Some of them may have already perished, and there may also be other True Gods that have never been known to anyone. After all, the myriad worlds are simply too vast."

"I'd like to hear the details!" Zu'an pricked up his ears.

Number 9527 looked solemn as he took out a table and placed various kinds of offerings on it.

Zu An's heart stirred; this was somewhat similar to some of the rituals recorded in the "Baopu Zhenjing".

Then he took out a magical artifact and waved it around himself and Zuan. A strange melody rang out, and at the same time, some fine raindrops fell out of thin air.

Zuan felt refreshed, as if his whole being had been purified from the inside out.

He was startled. This must be some kind of holy water or spiritual spring, with the power to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits. This alone must be quite valuable.

Suddenly, three more incense sticks appeared in Number 9527's hand. Without any visible movement, the three incense sticks lit up on their own. He bowed to the void and then handed the incense to Zu An: "What I say today must not be known to a third party, or it will bring you destruction."

“That’s natural!” Zuan now knows that the secrets of the myriad worlds are valuable, but also dangerous.

Next, following the other party's instructions, he also took three incense sticks and bowed to the void, then placed the incense sticks on the altar.

Seeing that the incense hadn't gone out, number 9527 finally breathed a sigh of relief and then spoke: "These 12 gods are the Gods of Memory. They record all information from all the heavens and myriad worlds. However, their followers have some disagreements. Some feel that it's only necessary to record important people or things, and some important events, and that recording everything else is a waste of time and energy. But regardless of their views, when it comes to erudition and the completeness of information in all the heavens and myriad worlds, some followers of the Gods of Memory are probably comparable to the Universal Chamber of Commerce, and may even know more."

Zuan nodded secretly. The Mingjing historian he knew before, Zuoqiu Bushiming, was obviously a believer in memory. This invitation was sent by him.

“And there is the God of Chaos and Mystery, this god…” Number 9527 looked strange, as if he was considering what words to use to describe Him. After a long while, he continued, “This god does things that seem similar to the God of Memory in some aspects, but in reality they are completely opposite.”

"The believers in memory record all the events that happen in the myriad worlds, while the believers in chaos and mystery try to corrupt... cough cough, tamper with those events, to the point that nowadays, people can't tell whether many things actually happened or have been altered."

Zuan couldn't help but smile slightly, it seemed that what his god had done was indeed something that angered both heaven and man.

However, he unintentionally became a historian of time a few times and found that the outside world had some misunderstandings about him. Many times, the distinction between reality and illusion does not need to be so clear. Moreover, compared with some cruel realities, some beautiful illusions may not be a bad thing. Before the dust settles, reality and illusion can be transformed.

"Therefore, the followers of memory and chaos and mystery are almost mortal enemies," number 9527 seemed to be holding back something. "In addition, because the followers of chaos and mystery often disregard any rules and regulations and are fond of acting recklessly, their relationship with the followers of the god of order is also quite bad."

"His followers are often madmen and perverts. If you happen to encounter them in the future, you must stay away, otherwise you will definitely have endless trouble. Fortunately, there are very few of His followers, so the probability of ordinary people encountering them is not high."

Zuan's eyebrows twitched involuntarily. He hadn't expected that person to have such a bad reputation. His followers were almost universally hated. If 9527 found out his identity, things would get really messed up.

As the saying goes, what you fear most is what happens. Number 9527 suddenly asked curiously, "Since you asked about the true gods, you must have come into contact with their power. I wonder whose believer you are?"

Zuan: "..."

He reacted quickly, replying immediately, "I am a believer in memory."

The previous historian was also an imposter posing as the Mirror Historian; it seems this has become a common practice among His followers.

Number 9527 was somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect you to be a believer in memory. Maybe we can exchange more information in the future."

"Of course." Zu An thought to himself, "Your expression when you find out my true identity will be quite interesting."

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