Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

"Let's go, to Leigu Mountain—straight to the place where Wuyazi lived in seclusion!"

He closed the wooden box, and with a flick of his finger, the box disappeared into his sleeve.

Turning to call out to Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan, the three of them leaped into the air like three falling leaves, soaring towards the horizon.

For long stretches of the journey, he relied entirely on his mental strength to lift himself up and speed through the air;

But every two hours, they must land and rest.

While regulating her breathing and calming her mind, she used the light-footed steps to traverse forests and streams, her footwork synchronized with her breathing, her cultivation already integrated into the soles of her feet.

Three days passed quietly amidst the sounds of the wind, footsteps, and breathing.

During this time, Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan took turns returning to the main world.

Qiao Jingjing even made a special trip back to the apocalypse to exchange martial arts secrets for a batch of high-purity crystal cores with various forces;

Meanwhile, one person always remained in the main world to teach Chen Xueru how to establish a foundation, practice stance training, and comprehend the path of internal energy.

After three days, Chen Xueru, starting from scratch, was able to recite the entire set of basic mental techniques fluently.

Every joint movement, every breath, is etched into his bones.

"We've arrived at Leigu Mountain."

"That open space with pine trees and rocks in front is where Su Xinghe set up the Zhenlong Chess Game."

The three descended slowly from mid-air, their toes not yet touching the ground, their gazes already fixed on a hundred meters away—

The chessboard, paved with bluestone, lies quietly in the mountain valley, with pine shadows slanting across it, and an unfinished game of chess lingering in the wind.

"Walk!"

Lin Quan didn't pause, and continued walking.

Swah——

Just as the figures reached the front of the slope, several gray shadows suddenly flashed out, like arrows from a broken bow, cutting across the three people's path.

"No unauthorized personnel allowed in this area."

"Please leave."

The leader swept his gaze across the three men's faces, his voice as cold and hard as stone.

Lin Quan didn't say much, but clasped his hands and bowed, showing perfect manners: "Guests from Mantuo Manor."

"This girl's mother is Li Qingluo; her maternal grandfather is Wuyazi."

"Please inform the deaf-mute gentleman."

This group of people were originally disciples personally taught by Su Xinghe.

Although he knew nothing about the Free and Unfettered Sect, and had never heard his master mention the name "Wu Yazi,"

But the three people in front of him had an aura as deep as an abyss and an energy as pure as mercury, and their innate realm power was not revealed.

He immediately revealed his master's name and the place where he lived in seclusion.

They exchanged a glance, asked no more questions, quickly exchanged a look, and then turned and walked away.

Following the guard who had just spoken, another one slowly said, "Please wait a moment, everyone, while we inform you..." Seeing that the other's tone had softened considerably, Lin Quan simply nodded and said no more.

But only a moment, less than three minutes.

An elderly man with snow-white hair and beard, and slightly wrinkled clothes, strode quickly toward the three of them.

Before the figures arrived, their gazes preceded them—sharp as blades, sweeping directly across the faces of Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan.

"May I ask which one of you is Wang Yuyan?"

Su Xinghe, who had pretended to be deaf and mute for nearly twenty years, suddenly spoke.

Although Lin Quan and the other two were slightly surprised, they remained calm on the surface—they knew all along that this person was acting!

Wang Yuyan looked calm and took half a step forward, her voice clear and bright: "I am Wang Yuyan."

Before she finished speaking, Su Xinghe's gaze suddenly sharpened, like a hawk locking onto its prey, firmly fixed on her.

He scrutinized her from head to toe, examining every inch with a sharp gaze that seemed to peel away the surface and probe the very roots of her being.

After a moment, he swallowed slightly and said in a deep voice, "Your mother is Li Qingluo, your father is Senior Wuyazi, and your grandmother is Senior Li Qiushui..."

"That's right, my mother is Li Qingluo, and my father is Wuyazi, the former leader of the Xiaoyao Sect."

"Good! Good! Good!"

After the three calls subsided, Su Xinghe's attitude suddenly changed. His smile became warm and his demeanor humble. He gestured for them to enter the mountain, saying, "Three distinguished guests, please follow this old man into the mountain."

Before he finished speaking, he had already turned around and led the way, steadily guiding the three of them straight up Leigu Mountain.

The winding path, with its hidden stone steps, finally comes to a perfectly formed gray-brown stone wall.

Su Xinghe stood still, straightened his clothes and gathered his sleeves, and bowed deeply to the stone wall, his expression solemn as if he were worshipping a deity.

"Master, Xinghe requests an audience on orders..."

The stone wall remained silent for a few breaths, then suddenly a powerful and clear voice came from within:

"Enter."

Su Xinghe then turned to Wang Yuyan and said gently, "Miss Wang, Master is waiting in the cave. Please come with me."

After speaking, he stepped forward, and the moment his body touched the wall, he silently disappeared into the stone, like water dissolving into ink.

"This stone wall is actually an illusion array?"

Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan were both startled, their pupils shrinking slightly.

They scanned it repeatedly with their spiritual senses and found no flaws whatsoever—what they saw with their eyes was a solid wall, and what they perceived with their minds was also a solid wall!

Lin Quan frowned slightly, a warning bell ringing in his mind: "Even my mental power has been deceived..."

Without hesitation, he gently supported Wang Yuyan's elbow with one hand and Qiao Jingjing's back with the other. With a step, the three figures suddenly passed through the wall.

Looking back at the stone wall, Lin Quan murmured, "It must be the art of Qimen Dunjia."

"Young Master has discerning eyes." Su Xinghe continued walking and answering, "This place is arranged according to the terrain, using vegetation and clouds to conceal its formation, making it difficult to distinguish between the inside and outside, and between the real and the fake."

Upon hearing this, the three exchanged glances, and the same sigh simultaneously arose in their hearts:

"The lineage of the Carefree is indeed unfathomable."

Not to mention the legendary Eternal Youth Technique that grants eternal youth, his mastery of the three great martial arts, the ingenious mechanisms, and the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting alone is enough to make all the sects in the world take notice.

We walked through corridors and passageways, the stone steps were deep and dark, and the light and shadow gradually dimmed.

Finally, Su Xinghe stopped in front of an ancient stone gate.

"Miss Wang, your master is inside the gate."

After giving his instructions, he bowed respectfully and quietly withdrew without delay.

Lin Quan nodded slightly, and Wang Yuyan nodded in understanding before stepping through the door.

The stone chamber was dark, with only a few rays of sunlight slanting through the cracks in the ceiling.

In mid-air, a person with disheveled hair sat suspended, his clothes motionless, his aura as deep as an abyss—

It seemed not to be a body of flesh and blood, but a living monument formed since time immemorial.

This disheveled, emaciated figure was none other than Wuyazi, who had been paralyzed for many years!

He was also Wang Yuyan's maternal grandfather, whom she had never met but only heard of.

Swah——

The three men's gazes had just fallen upon his withered body when...

Suddenly, two sharp glints, like those of a hawk, shot out from his cloudy, dim eyes!

Like a knife and lightning, it slashed straight at Wang Yuyan's face!

"Qingluo...no, that's not right!"

"Although your features resemble hers by a third, your spirit and demeanor are definitely not those of Qingluo..."

The moment that gaze pressed down, even though Lin Quan and the other two had already reached the Innate Realm, their backs tightened instantly, as if a thousand-pound boulder had crashed down on them!

Swish!

Qiao Jingjing's mind raced, and an invisible mental force suddenly erupted, forming a transparent barrier in front of her—

It forcefully tore a hole in that oppressive aura!

Wang Yuyan finally caught her breath, her voice trembling slightly: "You...you are Senior Wuyazi?"

"Li Qingluo is my mother, and my name is Wang Yuyan."

Before he finished speaking, the oppressive aura surrounding Wu Yazi, as heavy as a mountain and as cold as iron, receded completely like a tide.

"I see... I see..."

He murmured to himself, his hunched back sinking even deeper, looking exactly like an old widower whose flesh had been gnawed away by the years, curled up in a dark corner waiting to die.

Wang Yuyan glanced at Lin Quan out of the corner of her eye, and seeing him nod in acknowledgment, she stepped forward and began to speak in detail.