Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Lin Quan poured tea into the teapot, his voice calm, "Although I am the master of the mirror, the main world is an exception—besides me, there can be another person."

"Xue Ru is the only one in the main world who has fulfilled the covenant."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Yuyan and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance, their eyes suddenly clearing up as if a thin layer of mist had been lifted.

And the faint unease deep in my heart finally dissipated quietly.

It wasn't that there was one more person, but rather that the family was one step closer to being together.

At this moment, the three women leaned against the pillars of the corridor and whispered to each other, the wind chimes on the eaves tinkled, and the tea smoke rose in wisps.

Lin Quan glanced at the clock on the wall, then stood up and said, "I'll go cook—the meat is just marinated and cooked to perfection."

"Jingjing and Hanyi, come along too. We can discuss Xueru's matter while we eat."

Before he finished speaking, he had already strode across the living room and headed straight for the kitchen.

Before long, the stove crackled and popped, and a rich aroma, like mist, wafted out from the crack in the kitchen door, carrying the scent of caramel and the warmth of grease.

Just as the meal was about to be served, Lin Quan's mind stirred, and he quietly sank into the space within the mirror.

The granary was half empty: the grain stacks were much shorter, and the remains of the hundred-year-old and thousand-year-old spirit beasts had all disappeared.

The crystal nuclei piled up in the corner were layered upon layered, densely packed—a rough count revealed that there were hundreds of them.

Level 1 crystal cores still make up the majority, but Level 2 and 3 crystal cores are mixed in; even more eye-catching are the more than 20 Level 4 crystal cores lying quietly on the top layer, their dim light restrained, weighing down the entire storage area.

Lin Quan withdrew his divine sense, lightly tapped the Time-Space Mirror with his fingertip, and sent out two messages in an instant.

As he carried bowls of ten-thousand-year-old soul beast meat, gleaming with a jade-like luster, into the dining room, he glanced up at the backyard—

Li Hanyi and Qiao Jingjing stood side by side on the bluestone steps, their skirts fluttering slightly, their breaths crisp and clear.

In no more than ten minutes, the two arrived on the wind.

Swish!

Wang Yuyan and Zhu Zhuqing didn't even lift their eyelids, only lowered their eyes and smiled faintly, as if they were used to it.

But Chen Xueru froze on the spot, her pupils suddenly contracted, her breath caught in her throat, and she felt as if she had been nailed to the threshold.

Several breaths passed before she gasped sharply, her voice trembling, "This...this person...how...suddenly..."

Swish!Swish!

Two pairs of eyes fell on her simultaneously.

Qiao Jingjing's eyes flickered slightly. She was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face: "Oh, it's Sister Xue Ru—welcome home."

She immediately noticed the unusual mark on Chen Xueru's fingertip: the bronze mirror mark had a warm, bronze hue around the edges, and its fine lines resembled the breath of a living creature.

This mark is only imprinted on the hands of those who made the contract with Linquan.

She was slightly surprised, but didn't say anything, gently suppressing her doubts.

after all--

The soft light in Wang Yuyan's eyes, the unconscious clenching and unclenching of Zhu Zhuqing's fingers under her sleeves, and the faint blush on Chen Xueru's ear tips when she lowered her head... these are clearer than any mark.

What truly caught her eye was Chen Xueru's innate charm: her eyes and brows, though still, possessed a captivating allure; standing silently, she stirred the soul.

If Lin Quan is truly moved, who can stop him?

"This is the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, Li Hanyi."

"Sister Hanyi, this is Chen Xueru. From now on, we're family."

Li Hanyi's gaze swept over the mark, a slight ripple passing through her eyes, but her face remained as serene as spring water. She stepped forward, her voice clear and gentle: "Hello, Sister Xueru, I am Hanyi."

"If you encounter any obstacles in your practice in the future, or if you do not understand the mental techniques, you may come to me at any time."

She didn't say "martial arts," but every word she uttered was about martial arts—now that Chen Xueru had been marked, how could she remain trapped in the mortal world for long? The crystal core in Lin Quan's hand, the secret scroll hidden by Wang Yuyan, the martial spirit diagram brought by Zhu Zhuqing... weren't they all ladders to heaven?

"Sister Jingjing, Sister Hanyi..." Chen Xueru's voice was as soft as a feather, her fingertips curled slightly, and the bronze mirror mark shone faintly in the sunlight.

Before the greetings had even finished, Lin Quan stood in the courtyard and announced loudly:

"Everyone's here, let's eat!"

"Let's talk over dinner, let's discuss things over dinner—the meat gets cold, but our soul power won't wait for us."

The women exchanged smiles, said nothing more, and filed into the restaurant.

The moment the curtain was lifted, a steaming aroma rushed out, rich and mellow, with a hint of the unique, chilling aftertaste of ancient soul beasts.

"Try it—" Lin Quan lifted the lid of a jade basin. In the rising steam, the shredded meat gleamed with an amber luster. "I wouldn't call my skills superb, but the ingredients are genuine, ancient goods."

At this point, Lin Quan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if struck by a thought, and his gaze abruptly fell on Chen Xueru.

"Xue Ru, you haven't even stepped into the threshold of cultivation yet, so just a few bites of these ingredients are enough..."

"Being greedy will only harm your health; it may cause your blood and qi to rush to the top of your head and burn your meridians."

In the world of Martial Souls, the most precious things about Soul Beasts are their Soul Rings and Soul Bones, but the energy surging within their broken bodies is also like molten gold in a raging fire, and should not be underestimated.

Especially for ferocious beasts that are over ten thousand years old, the essence dormant in their flesh and blood is so intense that it almost drips light.

Even Lin Quan, Qiao Jingjing, and the other two women, who have already reached the Innate Realm, felt their bones and muscles tremble and their blood surge after consuming it, and their strength quietly increased by a level.

Chen Xueru, being only a mortal, might be fine taking a sip of soup or a bite of meat.

If we really learned from them to eat heartily and eat to our hearts' content—

That's no different from an ordinary person being forced to drink three hundred-year-old wild ginseng roots; they might immediately turn red as blood, pant like a bull, and have their clothes soaked in sweat.

At first, Chen Xueru didn't take it seriously, thinking that Lin Quan was just exaggerating.

But after only tasting three dishes, and just as the warmth spread across her tongue, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her cheeks burned and glowed, and her breathing became rapid...

"See? I told you not to be impatient..."

"Once you've guided your Qi into your body and embarked on the right path, you can eat as much as you want!"

Lin Quan looked at her flushed face, feeling both helpless and heartbroken. Before he could finish speaking, he had already darted to her side. A gentle palm strike landed, pressing several vital points on her back—

A warm and gentle stream of innate true energy, like spring water breaking through ice, flowed straight in, calming her disordered blood and qi, and guiding the turbulent energy back to its proper place.

Chen Xueru felt a warm current rise from her spine, slowly spreading to her limbs and bones, as if a pair of gentle hands were soothing every inch of her burning sensation. The fiery, throbbing heat gradually subsided, and her complexion finally returned to a natural color.

Once her breathing had stabilized, Lin Quan didn't beat around the bush and straightforwardly told Qiao Jingjing and the other three about Chen Xueru's current situation and the reasons for the registration.

After listening, Li Hanyi didn't even raise an eyebrow, as if this matter was a world away from her, and couldn't even reach her ears.

Wang Yuyan and Zhu Zhuqing remained calm, since "marriage registration" didn't exist in their world at all, and they took it as just an ordinary statement.

Only Qiao Jingjing, upon hearing the words "get ready to get the marriage certificate," had her eyelashes tremble slightly, and the smile on her lips froze for a moment.

But soon, she sighed softly, lowered her eyes to hide the slight ripples in them, and when she looked up again, her expression was calm and serene.