Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Lin Quan didn't reply, but just nodded slightly to her before sitting down cross-legged.

I was about to ask a few questions, but I quickly put the thought down.

With Qiao Jingjing around, she knew better than I did what needed to be guarded against and what needed to be prepared.

He simply shut up, grabbed a crystal core, tilted his head back, and swallowed it.

Swish-!

As the crystal core entered his abdomen, a wild and violent energy exploded out, like thousands of horses galloping wildly through his meridians!

Crackling, crackling, crackling...

Blinding lightning instantly enveloped his entire body!

At first, only wisps of electricity, as thin as gossamer, flickered under the skin.

Time slipped by unnoticed. Lin Quan frowned slightly, but the lightning around him grew increasingly violent, crackling and exploding as if it were about to tear the air apart.

He clearly sensed that tyrannical energy surging and crashing within his body—

Although not as excruciating as when I first swallowed the crystal core,

But it felt as if my bones and muscles were being pounded by a heavy hammer, and my meridians were being pierced by steel needles. My limbs and bones were trembling and groaning.

Even every single cell of flesh and blood is as if it has been repeatedly washed, tempered, and reshaped by a raging torrent.

No matter how difficult it was, he could only grit his teeth and not back down an inch!

"If there were a proper method to guide the Qi back to its origin, why would we need to tough it out like this..."

A crystal core...

Two crystal cores...

Three crystal cores...

In the blink of an eye, all five second-order crystal cores had been absorbed into his stomach.

Just as the fifth surge of energy passed by, that invisible barrier silently and abruptly collapsed!

Sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—

In an instant, a thunderous roar erupted from the center of Lin Quan's body, and silver-white lightning bolts danced wildly in all directions, like an angry dragon emerging from the abyss!

Fortunately, Qiao Jingjing reacted extremely quickly—just as Lin Quan's aura surged,

With a slight thought, her spiritual power spread out like a thin veil, steadily covering the entire room.

"Are you planning to tear the roof off and rebuild it?"

Upon hearing the sound, Lin Quan snapped back to his senses and hurriedly reined in the surging lightning.

As the lightning subsided, Qiao Jingjing chuckled and spoke:

"Congratulations, honey! You've officially entered the ranks of second-tier awakened beings!"

He introspected for a moment, and the sheer surge in the power of the thunder was astonishing.

Not to mention the leap in the essence of life—the flesh and blood become more solid, the five senses become sharper, and even breathing carries the tenacity of new life.

Lin Quan was about to speak when his body suddenly froze.

Qiao Jingjing's eyes flashed, as if she had expected this, and her voice carried a hint of probing:

"What? Could it be...?"

Seeing her eyes suddenly widen, Lin Quan didn't try to hide it and nodded slightly.

Confirming that the anomaly indeed originated from the Time-Space Mirror, Qiao Jingjing immediately perked up, her fingertips slightly curling up in interest:

"I've never seen it lock down the world before..."

"Today, I'll see it for myself!"

Seeing her eager expression, Lin Quan didn't rush to make a move, and changed the subject:

"Let's talk after Zhu has finished washing up."

Urged on by Qiao Jingjing's pulling and tugging, Zhu Zhuqing was quickly pulled out.

She wore loose pajamas, her hair still damp with moisture, making her face even more radiant, her figure even more exquisite, her waist slender, and her curves glowing.

Lin Quan's gaze froze, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Qiao Jingjing glanced at him sideways and rolled her eyes, and he quickly looked away.

Then I heard Qiao Jingjing's hushed laughter:

"What do you think of Sister Zhuqing's figure?"

Lin Quan nodded frankly: "She's becoming more and more alluring, beautiful in just the right way."

"However, it's purely a state of mind for appreciating flowers and the moon, simply admiring the beauty of the world."

If this had been said in the past, it would probably have caused embarrassment or reproach.

But now, both Qiao Jingjing and Zhu Zhuqing just rolled their eyes in tacit agreement and said nothing more.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who is usually easily embarrassed, only slightly raised the corners of her lips, her expression as calm as still water.

Before the two could speak again, Zhu Zhuqing had already looked up and swept her gaze over, her voice clear and bright:

"Why did you pull me out in such a hurry?"

"A matter of utmost importance."

"Your brother Quan's Time-Space Mirror has just reactivated its cross-dimensional connection after he broke through to the second level."

"Little girl, aren't you curious about which realm we've connected to this time?"

Swah——

Before she finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were already blazing with anger as she fixed her gaze on Lin Quan.

Facing two pairs of intense gazes, Lin Quan helplessly spread his hands:

"Then let's begin now—let you see for yourselves how it found your world in the first place."

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, his heart sank, and the Time-Space Mirror, connecting the power of all heavens, activated in response.

Lin Quan lightly touched the Time Mirror with his fingertips, and the bronze mirror mark on the back of his hand suddenly lit up, with light flowing like stardust.

Qiao Jingjing and Zhu Zhuqing held their breath and stared intently. They saw the faint light rapidly gather and collapse. Before they could finish breathing, a semi-transparent bronze mirror was already hanging in front of the three of them—its edges were tinged with a cold, bluish-green light, and its surface was neither mist nor water.

As soon as the bronze mirror was formed, a thin mist rose from the center of the mirror, spreading across the entire surface like a living thing; but in an instant, the mist was suddenly drawn away, as if it had been grabbed by an invisible hand.

As the fog dissipated, the image in the mirror quietly appeared...

Qiao Jingjing and Zhu Zhuqing's eyes met, and they both read surprise in each other's eyes.

Qiao Jingjing couldn't help but blurt out, "This...that's it? We didn't even hear a sound?"

Lin Quan immediately glanced at her sideways, raising an eyebrow with a look of utter helplessness: "It was already silent, how could you expect it to make a racket?"

"Do you really expect the earth to split open, the sky to collapse, and thunder and fire to erupt before you'll believe it's actually doing something?"

To be honest, all they had imagined before was a magnificent scene of thunder splitting the sky and stars hanging upside down.

To everyone's surprise, when it was actually started, it was as quiet as opening an old book, not even bothering to curl the corner of the page.

It's utterly flat, utterly bland, without a trace of superfluous emotion.

The gaze returned to the mirror—the first thing reflected was a vast expanse of water, calm and still.

Qiao Jingjing frowned and whispered, "Is it the sea? Or a large lake?"

Before the words were finished—

Suddenly, the scenery in the mirror leaped up! Ripples spread, and a delicate islet surrounded by green mountains and clear waters appeared.

The camera then zooms in rapidly, as if riding the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it has swept past the mudflats, pine forests, and winding bridges, before coming to a steady stop on the island.

The pavilions are scattered, their eaves hidden in the green shadows; the corridors meander, and the stone steps are covered with moss; the whole island seems to have been born to grow in this way - the buildings are not forcibly embedded, but have grown naturally from the rocks and vegetation.

Finally, the scene abruptly darkens, transitioning to an elegantly furnished private room.

The pupils of all three contracted simultaneously.

Lin Quan's lips had just begun to curve into a slight smile when they froze again; Qiao Jingjing glanced at him sideways, her eyebrows slightly raised, her expression meaningful; Zhu Zhuqing instantly straightened her back, even softening her breathing, as if afraid of disturbing the reflection in the mirror.

Inside, the room was filled with steam, and the gauze curtains were half-drawn. A slender figure was immersed in the bathtub. Amidst the swirling mist, her outline was faintly visible, exuding an unexpected vibrancy amidst the tranquility.

Lin Quan's heart skipped a beat—they were too familiar.

Last time, when they connected to the post-apocalyptic world, Qiao Jingjing was also soaking in hot water like this, humming an off-key little tune...

No wonder she looked so strange right now; it was clearly a replay of an old dream, a situation that was both laughable and absurd.

"Should we anchor the target?"