Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Just as Lin Quan's gaze swept over Li Hanyi, a hint of amazement quietly rose in his heart.

Li Hanyi, who was concentrating with her eyes closed and exuding an aura of profound mystery, suddenly trembled as if by telepathy.

Swah——

In the blink of an eye, her eyes snapped open, bursting with golden light. Her figure, which had just been lost in a state of blissful oblivion, instantly thawed like an ice river and drew a sharp sword!

"My husband..."

Before the words were even finished, the person had already transformed into a streak of snow-white light, leaving only a lingering chill in the air.

When she looked again, she had already bumped into Lin Quan's arms, her hair slightly lifted and her clothes fluttering, like a handful of first snow brought by the wind.

Swah——

Lin Quan spread his arms wide and caught the world-renowned Snow Moon Sword Immortal steadily, his palms warm and his embrace full.

He looked down at the slightly heaving shoulders of the person in his arms. After a moment, Li Hanyi gently broke free, her cheeks flushing slightly, like frost on peach petals.

Lin Quan's gentle gaze fell upon her features, and he began by asking:

"What stage is the ninth soul ring at in the refinement process?"

Without hesitation, Li Hanyi spoke clearly: "The remnant souls within a 100,000-year-old soul ring are extremely difficult to tame, possessing deep-seated resentment and stubborn will..."

"Fortunately, Sister Yu Yan helped me suppress the agitation of my origin. I estimate that it will be completely fused in another half month."

"However, such a fierce spirit ring is not entirely without its benefits—"

"Its inherent, violent vital energy can open up long-dormant hidden acupoints within the body!"

Not bad. Li Hanyi was able to open several hidden acupoints without relying on the Hundred Treasures Pill.

The key lies in those two soul rings from a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

Soul rings are not ordinary energy crystals, but rather the condensation of a soul beast's life essence, origin, and cultivation.

It is the crystallization of his last obsession and power before his soul dissipated.

Though the physical body is destroyed, the soul ring remains; once a ring is formed, it is half a living treasure!

To outsiders, Lin Quan and his group appeared to hunt down 100,000-year-old soul beasts with effortless ease.

Little did they know that even though such beings were suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth, they were still like dormant volcanoes, possessing immeasurable and boundless potential.

One is a 100,000-year-old soul ring, and the other is a nearly 200,000-year-old soul ring.

Even if all of them were refined, it might not be possible to open all thirty-six hidden acupoints in one go.

But the surging, violent primordial energy within is enough to shatter most of the seal;

For the remaining areas, further treatment with Baibaodan (a traditional Chinese medicine) will ensure proper nourishment and balance, leading to a natural outcome.

Hearing about the rapid progress, Lin Quan's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded in approval.

He paused for a moment, then looked around and suddenly asked, "Where's Yu Yan? I can't see her anywhere."

"Sister Yuyan just stabilized the agitation of my soul rings, and she should be organizing ancient scrolls in the Scripture Pavilion now."

When Wang Yuyan was mentioned, a smile of admiration unconsciously appeared on Li Hanyi's lips.

In terms of innate talent, in the world of high-level martial arts, Li Hanyi is second to none.

Even her mentor Li Changsheng, and even the aloof and peerless Mo Yi from Penglai Immortal Island,

Compared to other countries, it is now slightly inferior.

However, if Wang Yuyan is placed on the scales, then the situation is different.

After consuming the crystal core and fully restoring her original essence, her physique had already risen to the legendary innate Dao body.

His comprehension was even more astonishing:

One can master a martial art technique in an instant by observing its form, grasping its meaning, and understanding its principles.

Furthermore, it can break down and recreate the original moves, deriving higher-level variations.

Among the people in Linquan, he was the first to switch to cultivating the "Eternal Youth Scripture" with the help of the Time-Space Mirror.

The second person to break through to the next cultivation level was Wang Yuyan.

If she hadn't started the latest, and her initial foundation hadn't been even less solid than Chen Xueru's,

The speed of his achievements and the speed of his progress are probably already beyond that of others!

"Let's go back to Snowmoon City first."

Lin Quan took Li Hanyi's hand, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and floated down from the top of Cangshan Mountain.

My pace slowed slightly as I walked, and suddenly something came to mind. I turned my head and asked with a smile:

"By the way, how's the brewing going?"

Li Hanyi was taken aback upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her face, her ears turning slightly red.

After returning to the world of high-level martial arts, Li Hanyi either secluded herself for arduous cultivation or, with Qiao Jingjing's assistance, tempered her soul rings inch by inch. She was so preoccupied with cultivation and refining that she had no time to spare for brewing wine!

Lin Quan glanced at her flustered and slightly red-eared appearance, and didn't even need to ask any more questions—

Li Hanyi had definitely forgotten all about the wine jar!

He didn't beat around the bush, he started walking and said loudly:

"Let's go see your senior brother now."

Before he finished speaking, a clear light flashed in Li Hanyi's eyes.

Previously, Lin Quan had always maintained a degree of wariness towards Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng, keeping a distance and being cautious.

Now that she had taken the initiative to ask to see Baili Dongjun, her heart warmed, and the breath she had been holding in finally eased.

That little bit of distance has finally disappeared.

As the two descended the mountain steps, their pace quickened involuntarily.

Upon arriving at Snow Moon City at the foot of the mountain, they did not head straight for Baili Dongjun's residence, but instead turned into a path next to the Scripture Pavilion and quietly stopped.

Wang Yuyan sat quietly amidst the light and shadow in the pavilion, her fingertips brushing over scrolls of yellowed books, her expression serene, her mind completely immersed in the vast sea of ​​martial arts secrets.

Lin Quan and Li Hanyi glanced at each other from afar, nodded slightly, and then tacitly stepped back without disturbing the other party.

They then circled the inner city again, but could not find Baili Dongjun.

"Come on, I know where he is."

As soon as Li Hanyi finished speaking, she turned and headed out of the city, her feet already moving like the wind.

The two figures moved like shadows through the streets and alleys, heading straight for the Donggui Tavern in the outer city.

As soon as I approached the eaves of the restaurant, I looked up and saw the man reclining on the green tiles, a jar of wine lying across his lap, its aroma wafting in the wind.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Two figures leaped into the air, their robes fluttering as they landed steadily on the roof ridge.

"Here you are..."

Baili Dongjun lazily opened his eyes, sat up, gently twirled the wine jar in his palm, and glanced at the two of them. Before he could speak, he chuckled:

"So, they've got their eyes on the wine in my cellar again?"

Li Hanyi rolled her eyes playfully: "So what if I stole a few jars? Your wine is piled up like a mountain; you could drink it for a hundred years and it still wouldn't be empty!"

Lin Quan stepped forward, his tone resolute: "I'm here today for something important—it's related to brewing wine, and it's a good job."

Baili Dongjun's previously nonchalant expression suddenly froze.

Sure enough, the moment the word "alcohol" was mentioned, he came to life.

His gaze, sharp as a hook, lingered briefly on Li Hanyi's face before settling on Lin Quan. A smirk played on his lips: "Oh? Brewing wine? You want me to do it?"

Lin Quan didn't beat around the bush. Meeting his gaze, he nodded directly: "Exactly. That's why I've come. I have a batch of top-quality brewing ingredients, and only your skill, Senior Brother, is worthy of their quality."

"I wonder—would you be willing to prepare a jar yourself?"

Before he finished speaking, with a slight thought, the space in the mirror suddenly opened, and with a flip of his palm, he presented a handful of lustrous and radiant spiritual materials.

However, taken from a hundred-year-old plant-type soul beast, each grain is plump like dew, faintly exuding warm and moist energy, as if it were a living thing breathing slightly.

Baili Dongjun's pupils contracted sharply, his gaze sharp as nails, fixed intently on the material—