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

"So—" the woman in white robes said, catching her breath after barely dodging a sweeping attack, "this place is... a projection of memories? She is a part of those memories?!"

Ji Yan braced himself with both hands and leaped into the air, narrowly avoiding a fatal piercing blow. His forehead was covered in sweat, but he still frowned and pondered: "No. It's too real. It doesn't seem like a simple replay of a scene... more like some kind of highly realistic memory construct... She... is testing us."

"Are you insane?" the woman in white shrieked. "A madwoman wielding a weapon that could turn us to dust and calling it a 'test'? She's clearly trying to kill us!!"

Ye Zhaoling glanced at him coldly: "You really have forgotten the last thing I said back then."

As he spoke, he flashed behind Ji Yan!

At the critical moment, an ice-blue dagger pierced through and blocked the tip of the spear by three inches.

Chen Xi, wielding two blades, blocked his path, his expression grim.

"She never said she would show mercy. But I'm not the same person I was five years ago who could only watch you get beaten up."

Ye Zhaoling's eyes changed slightly, and a smile that seemed both mocking and not mocking appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Oh? You've grown quite fast."

"Enough nonsense." A red glint flashed in Chenxi's eyes. "We don't have time to play your trial games! Whose orders are you taking to be here? Xie Qingwu? 'them'? Or yourself?"

Ye Zhaoling slowly withdrew his gun and took a step back, his gaze sweeping across the faces of the group: "Do you remember how you left the Augris training camp?"

Silence fell.

The group looked at each other, their breathing becoming rapid.

What do you mean by that...?

“I’ll only tell you one thing,” Ye Zhaoling’s voice suddenly turned low, “five years ago that night… no one really walked out of that training camp.”

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Chapter 1096 Are you a fucking pervert?

Immediately, the entire space emitted a clicking sound, like the turning of a film reel in an old movie projector.

Torn documents began to fall from the ceiling, each page clearly showing their training evaluation files.

The woman in white robes stared at the falling papers and exclaimed in surprise:

"This is...impossible...these documents should have been sealed and destroyed long ago!"

"So what?" Chu Mo kicked away a piece of paper that had fallen in front of him. "You're going to drag us back to the past and scold us all over again? Are you a fucking pervert?!"

"Shut up." Ji Yan suddenly interrupted everyone, his eyes fixed on a certain corner in mid-air.

He suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse yet firm:

"You know what happened five years ago. Tell me the truth."

Ye Zhaoling did not answer immediately, but simply rested the spear lightly on his shoulder and looked at the crack in the sky.

After a moment, she whispered:

"Now that we're on this floor... you'll have to find it yourselves."

After saying that, his figure suddenly blurred like ripples on water and disappeared into the darkness.

The space shook violently, and cracks in the ground widened. Documents fluttered about like butterflies.

Chenxi frowned and called out:

"Don't let her go! Keep asking her! Does anyone remember what she said when she first appeared?!"

Ji Yan pursed his lips into a thin line, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

他 说:

"She started with a welcoming greeting... 'Welcome to the battlefield of memories, little ones.'"

"But... that was never a line she ever said."

There was silence.

The wind blew through the broken walls and windows, bringing with it the roar of an unknown storm in the distance.

The next second, the light and shadow in the entire area changed drastically, and a familiar scene reappeared: it was five years ago—the scene of them first entering the training camp.

The woman in white whispered:

"So... this wasn't a trial after all."

Su Ting interjected:

"This is the real starting point."

Footsteps sounded, and someone slowly approached.

Ji Yan slowly turned around—and what he saw was—

Five young people, dressed in training uniforms, with innocent expressions, who had never experienced hardship...

The younger Ji Yan looked at his present self, a questioning smile playing on his lips:

Why do you look like... you regret coming in?

Ji Yan was stunned and speechless for a moment.

Behind the boys, a blurry shadow stood silently watching everything unfold.

That head of white hair was so familiar.

“He’s been waiting in this memory for a long time,” Chenxi murmured.

Xie Qingwu's voice rang in my ears:

"I have told you before—the scars of fate never heal."

The next moment, the young man Ji Yan stretched out his palm, which emitted a strange bloody light.

"So?" The boy looked up and smiled. "Do you want to tell me... what kind of lies you've been lying about for the past five years?"

Blood gushed from Ji Yan's palm, spreading rapidly along the ground like vines, instantly staining the entire memory space red.

Everyone's expression changed drastically, especially Ji Yan in the real world, whose pupils suddenly contracted: "No... there was no such scene in that memory!"

"You've only just entered the training camp!" Chu Mo roared, "How could you possibly have something like a 'blood mark'?!"

The woman in white gritted her teeth and took a few steps back, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings: "This isn't a memory replay, it's manipulation—someone is using past images to distort reality!"

Young Ji Yan raised his head, grinned, but the smile carried an eerie chill:

"Oh? You seem quite afraid of this truth."

Chapter 1097 What did you say?

Chenxi gripped her weapons tightly and hissed, "Ignore him! Those are fake memory fragments, the result of external intervention. Don't respond! Get out of this timeline!"

“But what if… this is what really happened?” Young Ji Yan opened his palm, blood gathering like droplets of water, congealing into a blurry shadow. “The first time I touched the ‘Seed of Price’ that Xie Qingwu gave me, none of you knew, only I knew… that day, I personally erased that memory.”

"What did you say?!" Su Ting's voice almost cracked. "This is impossible! How could you be related to Xie Qingwu? You haven't even met!"

Young Ji Yan tilted his head and smiled: "I told you, didn't I? You've all forgotten. It didn't end five years ago; it just started five years ago."

The air was thick with the stench of blood and the smell of burning, and the ground began to crack, as if the entire memory was about to crumble.

"We have to stop him from releasing the Blood Seal!" Chenxi suddenly leaped up and pounced on the young man, Ji Yan.

But just as she was about to reach him, the young man sighed softly:

"Fine, it seems I'll have to help you remember."

A burst of crimson light erupted from his palm, and shockwaves spread outwards, engulfing all the old images like a tidal wave!

The space trembled violently, and the figures of the five teenagers flickered, tore apart, and overlapped rapidly in the light and shadow, their faces showing expressions of pain and terror.

Behind them, a white-haired figure slowly approached, clearly visible.

It was Xie Qingwu.

He wore his signature white trench coat, a half-smile on his face, as he looked at the group of people in reality.

"Five years have passed, and you all are more resilient than I imagined."

His voice was gentle, yet carried an irresistible pressure.

The woman in white robes roared, "This is all your doing, isn't it! How did you infiltrate our memories!"

“I didn’t infiltrate,” Xie Qingwu said slowly. “It was you who voluntarily stepped into that part of your past that you dared not face.”

While fending off the relentless onslaught of crimson tentacles, Chu Mo roared, "Bullshit! I don't believe we'd forget something so important!"

“You don’t remember because you chose to forget with your own hands.” Xie Qingwu gently raised his hand, and the surrounding images quickly reassembled. “One night five years ago, something happened in this training camp that was enough to change everyone’s fate—but you chose to forget because of fear.”

In reality, Ji Yan finally spoke, his voice hoarse and trembling:

"You're forcing us to make a choice, aren't you?"

Xie Qingwu's lips curled slightly: "Smart. I led you down that path and gave you the opportunity to choose. Now, I'm just asking you to come back... to see what you gave up back then."

"Then we'll destroy it," Chenxi said in a low voice, the twin blades in her hands gleaming with a cold light.

"You think you can destroy this memory?" Xie Qingwu smiled. "Then try it. But I warn you, once you destroy it, your consciousness will also be affected. Can you... withstand a self-destructive memory stripping right now?"

"Who said we were going to come alone?" Su Ting suddenly spoke, his eyes scanning the data on the terminal. "Since this memory is problematic, we'll 'reload' it. We'll use the original data to fix the vulnerabilities and kick out anything that shouldn't be there!"