Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

The scene before me was bustling and prosperous, full of energy and vitality.

But Zhu Zhuqing knew it in her heart, and Lin Quan was also fully aware of it—

This is nothing more than a layer of oil floating on the surface of the water.

Heavenly Dou City, the heart of the empire, is a place where powerful and wealthy people reside and Soul Masters run rampant.

How many hard labors, how many secrets, how many sordid things that dare not be exposed are hidden beneath the surface? Who can count them all?

However, with a slight sigh, Lin Quan collected his thoughts and regained his composure.

"Let's go, let's start exploring!"

"While you're at it, look for the main ingredients mentioned in the 'Wine Classic'—preferably those taken from spirit beasts."

With Zhu Zhuqing leading the way, the women were completely at ease, strolling in and out of each shop one by one.

If you see something you like, reach out and touch it; if you like it, buy it.

Before long, his hands were full of various snacks, fine clothes made from the fur of soul beasts, and sachets adorned with soul bone patterns...

Finally, under Zhu Zhuqing's guidance, each person chose a storage soul tool—

Although they are only a few inches in size and have a capacity of just a few cubic meters, everyone loves them.

No matter how large the space in Lin Quan's mirror is, it is still a private, personal storage space. How can you stuff everything into it?

Personal items like cosmetics, handkerchiefs, knives, and stationery... these trivial things have their own place.

The group of people wandering through the streets and alleys formed a picturesque scene in themselves.

The men were as upright as pine trees, while the women were either aloof, charming, dashing, or cunning, each with a distinct temperament, yet all were captivating.

Wherever he went, passersby frequently turned their heads to look.

The man stared in stunned silence, the woman glanced at him discreetly, and even the vendor forgot to call out his wares.

At first, no one took it seriously.

But gradually they realized that the noble young men in their brocade robes and jade belts were staring at Qiao Jingjing and the others with a sticky, unrestrained gaze, like flies covered in honey.

Lin Quan's brows furrowed, his expression imperceptibly tightening.

Qiao Jingjing's fingertips curled slightly, and a chill quietly emanated from her sleeves; the others also straightened their shoulders, and the smiles on their lips faded slightly.

To avoid any further complications, the group simply found a nearby mask shop and chose plain-colored masks that partially covered their faces.

Silver-gray, dark blue, raven-black, frosty white... The moment the intense gazes on the street were put on, they indeed faded away like the receding tide.

"The Qibao Chamber of Commerce headquarters is just ahead," Zhu Zhuqing pointed. "You can probably find the brewing ingredients that Brother Quan needs here."

As far as the eye can see, a five-story building stands in the center of the street, with upturned eaves and a gleaming gilded plaque.

People came and went in an endless stream, each with a deep and focused aura, a soul-guiding device at their waist, and tri-colored cloud patterns embroidered on the hem of their clothes.

They are all Soul Masters of level 30 or above.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Lin Quan withdrew his gaze and took a step forward.

With their skirts fluttering behind them and their steps perfectly synchronized, the group passed through the vermilion gate and entered the hall.

Even with a mask on, the overwhelming aura emanating from him still drew the attention of many in the hall.

But judging from the demeanor of Lin Quan and his companions, and the upright and well-proportioned figures of Qiao Jingjing and the others, one can conclude that—

They are no ordinary people!

In the blink of an eye, the Soul Masters who were moving around in the hall all stopped.

All eyes were drawn to Lin Quan and his group as if by a magnet.

"Um?"

Almost at the same moment, Li Hanyi raised an eyebrow, as if she had sensed something.

Her gaze shifted and suddenly fixed on the figure sitting quietly drinking tea at the corner tea table—the sword intent surrounding that person was as sharp as frost, its edge fully exposed. When it entered Li Hanyi's eyes, it was as if a bright crack had been torn open in the dark night, without any concealment or restraint!

"...Such pure sword intent. I never imagined that this world could nurture such a sword cultivator..."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Quan, Qiao Jingjing, and the others had already looked in the direction she was looking.

"That is the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"The one beside him is the sect's treasured sword—the Guardian Sword Douluo!"

"This person has been renowned throughout the Martial Soul Continent for many years. His Martial Soul, the 'Seven Kill Sword,' is among the top-tier, and his combat power is extraordinary!"

Before anyone else could speak, Zhu Zhuqing blurted out, her eyes fixed intently on the two people.

Indeed, the person sitting upright drinking tea is none other than the sect leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, who is the wealthiest man in the world and controls the Seven Treasures Merchant Guild.

The other one was the Sword Douluo who caught Li Hanyi's attention—a titled Douluo whose name resounded throughout the entire Martial Soul world!

Zhu Zhuqing recognized the deception at a glance because she had recently asked Dugu Bo and his grandson to help procure the rare supplies Qiao Jingjing needed. The old poison master had specifically analyzed the power structure of the major forces in Tiandou City for her, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was of paramount importance.

With two Title Douluo guarding the sect, their power was so great that even the Heaven Dou royal family had to give way.

Just then, as the crowd continued their discussion and their eyes remained fixed on the two of them,

Sword Douluo suddenly raised his eyes, his sharp, blade-like gaze slashing straight at Lin Quan and his group!

When he saw everyone's faces clearly, his pupils suddenly constricted, as if gripped by an invisible force.

"Uncle Jian?"

The middle-aged man sitting opposite him was dressed in fine clothes and had an imposing presence. Upon seeing this, he frowned slightly and called out in a low voice.

Before he finished speaking, he had already followed Sword Douluo's gaze and looked over, his eyes landing on Lin Quan and the others—

"what?"

With just one glance, his expression hardened slightly.

Although everyone wore masks, with most of their faces hidden behind them, their restrained yet undeniable sharpness and their steady, unwavering gait spoke volumes.

"The weakest among these people is a Soul Saint!"

Sword Douluo's voice was deep, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"What's even more astonishing is their age—they're all around twenty!"

"Whoosh!"

Sect Leader Ning's eyes widened suddenly, his shock showing on his face.

Just as Sword Douluo and Sect Master Ning's gazes fell upon each other...

Lin Quan met the two scrutinizing eyes with a slight smile, nodded slightly to them, and remained calm and composed.

Without looking any further, he led Qiao Jingjing and the others directly to the counter and asked:

"Shopkeeper, could you please take a look at this order form? Do you have the item in stock?"

"The materials listed above should ideally be those produced by soul beasts."

The shopkeeper took the paper, glanced at it briefly, and nodded in agreement:

"Most of the items listed by your esteemed guest are available in our store."

As expected of the Seven Treasures Merchant Guild, which spans the Martial Soul Continent, it is incredibly wealthy, powerful, and has extensive distribution channels.

If even they can't gather all the items, it would probably take Lin Quan and his group several months to find them themselves.

Upon hearing this, Lin Quan and the other girls, including Qiao Jingjing, all felt a sense of relief.

"Does your esteemed guest have any requirements regarding the quality of the materials?"

"I just checked the inventory list, and your company has materials in three grades: 100 years, 1000 years, and 10,000 years..."

"These three grades are respectively derived from the essence of hundred-year-old, thousand-year-old, and ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts..."

"Of the ten-thousand-year-old grade ones, we can only spare a maximum of a hundred catties of each at the moment, and that depends on the remaining inventory..."

Lin Quan met the shopkeeper's shrewd, smiling eyes, and without beating around the bush, he stated his position: "How much of the 10,000-year-old or older ones does your Seven Treasures Merchant Guild have stockpiled? I want that much."

"One thousand catties each of the thousand-year-old and the hundred-year-old varieties, nothing less."

Crackling, crackling, crackling...

Before he finished speaking, the shopkeeper had already picked up the abacus, his ten fingers flying across the page, the beads clanging loudly and rapidly.

Once the last number was settled, he looked up and announced, "The total amount requested by our esteemed guest is 1.55 million gold soul coins."

A million gold soul coins—this amount didn't even make Lin Quan's eyelids twitch.