Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Either you're bound by life and death, completely entrusting your fate to him.

If you hesitate and remain indecisive, sooner or later you will encounter an irreparable rift at some crossroads.

"well……"

As soon as she let out a soft sigh, the last trace of hesitation in her eyes finally disappeared.

He immediately leaped into the air and headed straight for the summit of Cangshan Mountain.

When she reached the pavilion on the mountaintop, she saw Qiao Jingjing sitting upright in the center of the stone pavilion, her eyes slightly closed, swallowing the crystal core, her spiritual energy surging like a tide.

Li Hanyi didn't say a word, but silently found a sheltered stone platform, sat down cross-legged, and gently raised her five fingers to quietly create a layer of flexible spiritual shield to protect her.

At this moment, in the main world.

As Lin Quan led Zhu Zhuqing into the doorway, Wang Yuyan, who was explaining the key points of Chen Xueru's martial arts technique, suddenly looked up, her gaze sweeping over them like lightning.

Her gaze shifted, landing precisely on Zhu Zhuqing: "Zhuqing, you've broken through."

"Yes." Lin Quan nodded. "Currently, apart from Xue Ru and Han Yi, everyone else has already entered the ranks of Level 3 Awakeners."

"Jingjing will only be in seclusion for three days. In another ten days or half a month, or at the latest a month, she will definitely be able to leap to level four." He said calmly and without reservation.

"Next, Zhu Qing and I will stay in the main world for the time being to stabilize our position and consolidate our foundation."

"Yu Yan, you can take some time to visit the Snow Moon City Library and look up some ancient scrolls and books."

Before he finished speaking, he had already taken Zhu Zhuqing's wrist, turned around and strode quickly toward the bathroom, laughing as he walked: "Let's take a bath first, relax our muscles and bones."

Swah——

Zhu Zhuqing felt a burning sensation on her ear tips, while Wang Yuyan and Chen Xueru rolled their eyes almost simultaneously, their cheeks flushing slightly.

But when Lin Quan's warm and strong palm enveloped her fingertips, Zhu Zhuqing simply lowered her eyes and smiled, without struggling, and followed him with light steps.

Later, even Wang Yuyan and Chen Xueru couldn't escape that half-open bathroom door...

Two hours passed silently, like a stream flowing over bluestone.

Lin Quan leaned back on the couch, gazing at the three languid, slumped figures, a faint smile curving his lips.

He then took out a crystal core and swallowed it. A warm current instantly surged through his limbs and bones, like spring water breaking through ice, slowly cleansing every inch of his meridians.

As the last wisp of warmth settled into his dantian, he got up to wash, dried himself off, and walked straight to the kitchen.

Swah——

With a slight thought, a fist-sized piece of soul beast meat, entirely crimson with faint golden scales, appeared out of thin air in his palm.

That was taken from slaying that 60,000-year-old dragon—a trace of true dragon essence still remained in its bloodline, burning intensely.

The stove fire was lit, the rice grains tumbled, and a rich aroma quickly filled the entire house. A pot of amber-colored millet porridge, thick and glistening with oil, steamed up, carrying the scent of meat that wafted straight to one's nose.

Lin Quan filled three bowls, carried them into the dining room, and called out loudly, "Get up and eat!"

Wang Yuyan and the other two hurriedly straightened their clothes, their long, slightly damp hair flowing freely, and followed him into the dining room. Time flowed quietly by...

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

After a brief moment of rest, Lin Quan and Wang Yuyan tore open the space between them and returned to the world of high martial arts.

The place where they landed was the summit of the Cangshan Mountain where they first arrived in this world.

Looking up—

Qiao Jingjing remained seated in the pavilion, her breath deep and even, her body enveloped in a misty aura.

Li Hanyi stood silently a few dozen steps away, her back straight as a pine tree, breathing and regulating her breath while weaving a net with her divine sense to silently guard the four directions for her.

Lin Quan's gaze swept past Li Hanyi and finally landed on Qiao Jingjing.

Although three days have passed, her aura has indeed improved, but the barrier remains solid, and she still needs more time to break through.

Thinking of Wang Yuyan and Zhu Zhuqing—

When the two of them reached the third level, it took them several days to finally take that step through the tempering of thunder and fire.

Qiao Jingjing's attempt to break through to the fourth-tier Awakened Realm is by no means easy!

Lin Quan glanced around, then slowly turned his gaze to Wang Yuyan beside him, asking in a calm tone:

"Yu Yan, are you planning to head to the Scripture Pavilion immediately, or wait until Jing Jing breaks through before discussing it?"

Wang Yuyan met his gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then answered softly:

"I want to refine the soul ring first, and see if I can use this momentum to open the door to the Scripture of Immortality..."

"Alright."

Lin Quan listened and simply nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

What they have in abundance right now is time.

Besides, given their circumstances, even if they were anxious, they wouldn't get anywhere by rushing things.

Before the soul rings could be fused into his body, the cultivation of the Formless Divine Art had to be gradually transformed into the Everlasting Youth Scripture.

However, the matter of switching to repairs is not urgent.

The most urgent task is to eliminate the hidden dangers lurking in the soul rings.

Otherwise, even if Wen Hujiu and Xin Baicao truly refined those ancient medicinal herbs into pills, Lin Quan and the others would not dare to consume them rashly.

In contrast, Lin Quan's martial soul had already completely merged with the awakened power of thunder.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to advance to the third level of awakened beings, he swallowed and refined the seven ten-thousand-year soul rings on his body in one go;

With the mysterious blessing of the Time-Space Mirror, the Elixir of Immortality has begun to take shape.

In terms of martial arts foundation alone, he is now firmly below Li Hanyi, and no one can surpass him.

Once they made up their minds, Lin Quan and Wang Yuyan found a clean stone spot about several dozen steps away from the pavilion where Qiao Jingjing was and sat down cross-legged.

Swish, swish, swish—

With a slight thought, Wang Yuyan's seven ten-thousand-year soul rings instantly rose into the air, their eerie light swirling.

Lin Quan's gaze swept over the circle; exactly seven laps, no more, no less.

If this were placed in Zhu Zhuqing's martial spirit world, this would be a true seven-ring Soul Saint, a figure of great power and prestige.

His eyes flickered slightly, and then he spoke:

"There's no need to rush things about immortality; a steady and methodical approach is the most reliable..."

"Why not try wrapping the spirit ring with your mental power and see if you can pry open even a crack?"

Before she finished speaking, Wang Yuyan's eyes suddenly lit up, like a spark igniting.

Without saying a word, she immediately focused her mind and channeled her energy—

hum! !

A deep, resonant sound suddenly exploded.

Not only did the first spirit ring in front of her tremble violently, but the surrounding air also twisted and surged, as if it were being gripped and released by an invisible giant hand.

At first, mental energy passed by like the wind, flowing through the air without any obstruction.

That seemingly solid soul ring was actually difficult to discern as real or illusory, like a pavilion in the mist, which would dissipate at the slightest touch.

But she tried again and again, pressing down repeatedly, and finally, after a thousand fine adjustments, she found that subtle resonance point.

In less than an hour, look at Wang Yuyan again—

She frowned slightly, her mental energy wrapping around one of the soul rings like threads, and gave it a gentle tremor.

In an instant, the soul ring resonated with it, rippling outwards in layers.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of black energy quietly seeped out, as thin as gossamer threads, yet chilling to the bone.

At first glance, it might just appear to be the dissipation of spirit ring energy, but upon closer inspection, it becomes clear—

Those are the remnants of a soul beast buried deep within, the malevolent energy condensed from a thousand years of accumulated resentment!

"It's done!"

Wang Yuyan's fingertips trembled slightly, her lips couldn't help but curve upwards, and her eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy.

Having confirmed that mental power could indeed activate the essence of a soul ring, she immediately turned to look at Lin Quan, her voice filled with barely suppressed eagerness:

"Brother Quan, I did it!"

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