Courtyard House: My Long and Hard Body Makes Me Play with All the Women in the Courtyard

When Ji Yan and his group of five stepped into the valley where the Black Tower was located, the rubble under their feet had been replaced by a smooth, ancient bluestone ground. The air here was heavier than outside, and with each step, they could feel fragments of memories that did not belong to this timeline floating in the air.

"I have a feeling this journey has been too smooth," Chu Mo scratched his head. "Didn't any of those monsters ahead stop us?"

As Chenxi walked in the middle of the group, her fingers lightly brushed against the star-patterned scroll on her wrist: "We were never really hindered from the beginning... it was as if they were waiting for us to come."

Su Ting nodded and said, "That's right. This is a demonstration—not a test, but a kind of ceremonial invitation."

"A ceremony? Then who's the host?" the woman in white said coldly, her silver-blue dragon breath faintly visible in her hand.

In the distance, a spiral-shaped tower stood silently in the darkness, its top shimmering with an eerie purple light, as if some kind of consciousness was gazing upon them.

Just as the five approached the entrance, ripples suddenly appeared in the air—

A voice slowly rang out:

“You have entered the ‘Resonance Realm’.”

Immediately afterwards, an invisible barrier enveloped them, as if time had frozen or space had collapsed.

Ji Yan frowned, gripping the short blade in his hand tightly: "Who is it? Don't try any of that weird stuff!"

"Welcome, new test subjects." The voice remained emotionless. "Please enter and face the true judgment of your destiny."

The gate burst open, and a suffocating, chilling aura surged out of the tower.

The five people exchanged a glance and stepped into the unknown abyss together.

The interior of the tower is not an ordinary spatial structure.

Beneath their feet seemed to be countless crisscrossing, overlapping illusions of streets, while above their heads flashed blurry images: a city engulfed in war, a throne floating in the void, and a blurry figure—his back to them, as if writing a book.

"Fragments of memory come together here."

This time, it was a human-shaped shadow standing on the spiral staircase that spoke.

The man was wearing a gray robe and had a silver mask covered with runes.

“I am the ‘Memory Keeper’,” he smiled at the newcomer. “You can call me—Aloen.”

"That sounds like the old butler's name," Ji Yan said, pursing his lips. "But what were you referring to as the fragments of memory you mentioned earlier?"

Chapter 1086 A Detonation Button

Aron did not answer immediately, but raised his hand and waved it gently—instantly, the surrounding illusionary scene distorted and turned into five images, which were reflected in front of the five people respectively.

Each painting is closely related to their familiar lives.

In the painting before Su Ting appeared a laboratory, and he was lying inside a cold chamber undergoing modifications...

In the scene at dawn, a mysterious woman is seen holding an ancient book, chanting obscure incantations in a low voice...

And Chu Mo... in the scene, he is wearing a military uniform and alone on the battlefield, he ignites a detonation button!

“This isn’t my memory,” he growled through gritted teeth.

“It is you, but not entirely you,” Aron said softly. “Each of you has at least three life paths sealed within the cracks of this world. Every choice you make will split you into different selves, one that is born and another that is destroyed.”

"Are you trying to tell me... we're all some kind of 'version'?!" Ji Yan roared, black flames churning between his twin blades.

“Just a reminder,” Aron said calmly, “After this challenge, you may no longer be sure of your ‘true identity’.”

"Enough with the nonsense!" The woman in white robes thrust her spear horizontally, her dragon soul locking onto the opponent's aura. "If you keep spouting this nonsense, I'll personally 'split' your life and see what happens!"

The air suddenly tensed.

Aloen smiled slightly, took a step back, and his figure gradually became transparent.

"Your goal lies at the highest level—the Crown of the Tower. There everything will be revealed. Go, with all your questions."

"Wait!" Chenxi shouted sharply, "What else do you know? Who exactly is this so-called 'master'?"

All that Aron left behind was a single sentence that drifted away with the wind:

"The truth will only emerge when all the answers come together. Until then, ask yourself—what if the past was a lie?"

The light and shadow completely disappeared.

The tower fell silent.

Only the endless, spiraling staircase beckoned them to climb step by step.

"Let's not overthink it." Ji Yan stepped onto the stairs first. "Whether it's true or false, what I have in my hands is the present."

“That’s right.” Su Ting followed. “Now that we’re alive, we must live for ourselves.”

Chu Mo smashed a dilapidated statue blocking his way: "Let's fight our way to the top of the tower and see which bastard dares to play these psychological tricks—I'll give him a real lesson in reality!!"

The woman in white scoffed, "You'd be perfect to be a teacher."

As they ascended, they gradually encountered the guardian spirits of the tower—creatures that resembled both humans and shadows, mimicking their actions, speech, and even emotional fluctuations!

After the battle, almost everyone was exhausted.

At the most dangerous moment, the "Destiny Star Array Diagram" released by Dawn actually caused the space of the entire tower to be briefly reversed for several seconds!

At that moment, Chu Mo seized the opportunity to lock onto the enemy with a bomb and blasted him to pieces.

However, once they recovered, they realized—

"This place isn't right," Ji Yan said, panting. "It feels like the more we fight, the emptier it gets."

“It’s not just about physical strength.” Chenxi gazed at the inscriptions on the wall that had begun to flow. “This tower itself is like… the heart of a person.”

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly stopped.

A door opened before them.

A boy sat at the table, quietly flipping through a book.

Seeing them come in, the boy looked up and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh? You arrived faster than I expected."

That was—another face they had never seen before, yet it was familiar to them.

Chapter 1087 Don't Touch His Book

Su Ting's breathing suddenly became rapid: "You... how could you be here? You should be—"

"Dead?" The boy blinked. "Then why are you still alive? Or... have we never truly lived?"

He stood up, revealing the blood-red, jewel-like mark on his left eye.

Ji Yan's fingers tightened suddenly!

"Don't touch his book!" he shouted. "That stuff can rewrite your destiny!"

The boy grinned and slowly closed the book.

The next moment, the entire tower began to shake violently—as if something enormous was awakening and stirring deep underground…

A thunderous sound came from outside the door!

A cold and authoritative voice pierced through the layers of tower walls, clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"We've finally met, children."

"I have been waiting for you... for a long time."

"Yo!" Ji Yan grinned, his twin swords flashing through the air like ghostly flames. "Your voice is pretty arrogant, huh? Want to introduce yourself first?"

“You already know my name,” the voice replied.

In the complete darkness inside the tower, the boy slowly sat back down in his chair and opened the book to the first page:

"The Book of the World - Chapter One. Author: **The Creator, Augris**."

Outside, the wind suddenly howled—

"Welcome to the time before the ending."

The wind at the top of the tower sounded like it was blowing from hell.

The five young men were stunned by the voice, their ears ringing and their steps faltering. Chu Mo abruptly straightened up and roared, "Who is Augris?! What the hell is that name?! It sounds so cringeworthy!"

Su Ting gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on the words dancing on the page, and whispered, "That's... he's still writing."

"Who's still writing?!" Chenxi exclaimed, her face pale. "You mean...we're still inside this book?"

Aron's afterimage reappeared, his voice ethereal: "This is not a book...this is the book of your destiny."

The woman in white gripped the gun tightly, coldly surveying her surroundings: "So, this was all part of the script? We were just characters?"

Before she could finish speaking, a silver lightning bolt ripped through the void, as if someone was responding to her question.

Then—the book the boy had just closed slowly floated up, hovering in mid-air. On the title page, the words "Creator Orgrim" suddenly emitted a faint light, transforming into the power of the words themselves, as if they had come alive.

Ji Yan's pupils contracted, and black flames surged between his twin swords.

"Damn," he whispered, "I feel like I'm going to lose control."

The boy smiled slightly, his gaze falling on Ji Yan's face: "You've always been controlling yourself, haven't you? But... why are you suppressing your power? Is it your own will? Or are it rules imposed on you by others?"

Chu Mo kicked him: "Shut up! Are you friend or foe? Don't stammer out your words!"