Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

However, Zhu Zhuyu is different from Zhu Zhuyun: even though she cultivates the Formless Divine Skill, her foundation is still based on her Martial Soul, and she is still following the righteous path of a Soul Master.

Since they are already people of the mountains and rivers, if we don't give them these opportunities, are we going to save them to feed dogs?

After carefully collecting the soul bone, Lin Quan looked at Qiao Jingjing again.

Time flows by quietly...

Even with her current cultivation level, it still took her nearly two hours to refine this soul ring.

Om-!

Suddenly, a low rumble reverberated through the void, and an invisible wave of energy exploded outwards!

The crimson soul ring, entwined with golden patterns, disappeared into her body like a dragon returning to the sea.

Swish!

In an instant, a powerful and vast aura of a mid-stage Grandmaster erupted from her body, sweeping across all directions.

Nearly half an hour later, the sharpness gradually subsided, the aura softened, and it finally became as calm and composed as an ordinary person.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze clear and bright, her spirits shining.

"Having mastered all nine rings, his cultivation naturally progressed, allowing him to enter the mid-stage of the Grandmaster realm..."

"Congratulations on your breakthrough, Sister Jingjing!"

Before the words were even finished, Wang Yuyan and the other two had already stepped forward in unison, beaming with smiles and offering their congratulations.

After a long exchange of polite words and pleasantries, Qiao Jingjing finally calmed the three of them down.

At this moment, Lin Quan slowly stepped forward, opened his arms and pulled her into his embrace, his voice gentle: "Congratulations..."

"My husband's level of understanding is in no way inferior to mine or my sister Yuyan's."

"Now, only one more spirit ring is needed to complete it..."

After exchanging pleasantries and congratulations, Lin Quan raised his hand and stored the giant octopus's corpse into his storage soul tool.

Let's not even talk about whether this thing is salty or fishy when grilled!

With over 200,000 years of cultivation alone, its pure soul power is like a surging ocean, which ordinary soul beasts simply cannot compare to.

Even for someone of Lin Quan's level, the energy contained in this corpse is enough to help temper one's bones and muscles and nourish one's soul core, with immediate results.

Zhu Zhuyu specializes in cultivating the physical body of the martial soul. If she were to refine and absorb the entire corpse, she could break through two or three levels of soul power!

Those Soul Masters who have been stuck at level 89 for many years might actually be able to use this immense Soul Power to break through the threshold of level 90 in one fell swoop.

Lin Quan had just finished collecting the body and hadn't even uttered a word—

Qiao Jingjing's eyes flashed, and she quietly focused on him: "Husband's lightning attribute soul ring is just one step away from completion..."

"How easy is it to find a lightning-attribute soul beast in the vast ocean?"

"Why don't we find an island to settle down on first, catch our breath, and rest?"

These past few days, Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan have relied on their combined spiritual power to travel through the air.

Even the place where they rested was created by Wang Yuyan wielding her sword, the cold air freezing into frost, and a piece of floating ice was formed on the sea.

The first two days felt novel, but after a while, it inevitably made me feel depressed. All I could see was the gray-blue sea and sky, with no vitality at all.

"Alright."

As soon as Lin Quan finished speaking, Qiao Jingjing and the others exchanged smiles, and no one objected. Once the decision was made, they immediately took to the air.

While searching for traces of lightning-attribute soul beasts, they also kept an eye out for islands where they could stop.

Before they knew it, most of the day had passed, and Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan stopped almost simultaneously.

"There's an island over there!"

"That's not all—the atmosphere on the island is strange, with a hint of restlessness."

Their eyes met, and they understood each other perfectly. They then briefly told Lin Quan about their discovery.

"Let's go take a look!"

Lin Quan responded immediately, and without hesitation, he swiftly sped towards the island.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of breaths had passed, and the group was already hovering in the air in front of the island.

My gaze swept over—

The entire island is only a few dozen miles in circumference, surrounded by swirling mist, like gauze or miasma;

The most striking feature is the main peak, where thunder roars like a dragon, tearing and exploding wildly across the summit.

The entire sky is perpetually shrouded in thunderclouds, creating a oppressive atmosphere that makes one's chest tighten.

Boom—!

As they approached, the main peak suddenly roared, and a bolt of purple lightning as thick as an ancient tree streaked down from the sky, causing the air to buzz.

Lin Quan and the others exchanged glances, their expressions subtly shifting.

Before he could speak, Qiao Jingjing frowned slightly, then her eyes lit up and her lips curled into a slight smile:

"The final link in my husband's life may lie on this island."

A glint flashed in Lin Quan's eyes, and without hesitation, he asked, "Jingjing, what's on the island?"

"At the summit, a strange vine grows—it devours lightning, growing ever stronger with each strike!"

"The thunderstorms that filled the sky were all attracted by it."

"The aura is so profound that it must be at least 100,000 years old."

Qiao Jingjing spoke fluently and without reservation.

"Thunderous Hell Vine?"

Lin Quan's heart skipped a beat, and his thought instantly settled—

Form, habits, and aura—everything fits together perfectly!

Without further hesitation, he flicked his wrist: "Where the secret is hidden will be revealed once we get to the island."

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Before the words were even finished, Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan had already leaped out side by side, their clothes fluttering, and disappeared into the mist.

The two women's minds stirred slightly, and Lin Quan and the other four people shot into the air like arrows released from a bow, heading straight for the heart of the island.

In the blink of an eye, the group was suspended directly above the main peak—the mountain was steep, the clouds were churning, and thunder was exploding like drums at the summit.

Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan exchanged glances, landed in unison, their toes lightly touching the green rocks, and stood firmly without their clothes fluttering.

"Qingfeng and Zhuyu, you will stay at the foot of the mountain for now."

"If you feel free to wander around the island, but do not come within a hundred feet of the summit."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Quan's gaze swept over Fu Qingfeng and Zhu Zhuyu—both of them possessed steady auras and restrained soul power, yet they had not yet broken through the threshold of the title realm. Looking up again, lightning surged and electric snakes danced wildly at the peak, with streaks of purple and white lightning cascading down like waterfalls, causing the entire mountain to vibrate and hum.

With their current cultivation levels, recklessly venturing into the core of that thunderstorm would not only be futile, but could also backfire, hindering the entire operation. Looking around the island, aside from soul beasts over 100,000 years old or titled Douluo personally arriving, ordinary threats couldn't even get within three feet of them.

Lin Quan quickly weighed the options in his mind, and finally nodded, deciding to let the two of them stay at the foot of the mountain.

He, Qiao Jingjing, and Wang Yuyan, without hesitation, leaped into the air and headed straight for the most intense part of the thunder!

Just as we reached the halfway point of the mountain, several thick vines, each as thick as an arm and gleaming with a cold, purplish-gold light, suddenly came into view—their surfaces were covered with lightning patterns that crackled and moved about, trembling slightly as if they were alive.

The higher you go, the denser the vines become, crisscrossing and clinging to the cliffs and ancient trees, turning the entire mountain path into a giant net. The lightning energy emanating from the vines also grows stronger, the air is scorching, your hair stands on end, and even breathing feels numb.

When the three of them reached the summit, the sight before them sent a chill down their spines:

The sky was filled with a torrent of lightning, crashing down relentlessly; and at the center of the lightning, there was a boiling pool of lightning, dozens of feet wide, floating in the air—plasma churning, thunder roaring incessantly, just like a natural lightning prison!

In the center of the Thunder Pool, a giant vine stood still, its entire body wreathed in silver-blue lightning. Its branches were gnarled like dragon bones, and each leaf resembled a blade tempered in fire, faintly exuding divine pressure.

It is the legendary supreme soul beast that inherits the bloodline of the Thunder God—the Thunder Hell Vine!

"Thunderous Hell Vine..."