Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Zhong Guohong raised his hand and the veil fell away at his fingertips—Mu Wanqing's beauty was unparalleled, her eyebrows and eyes as white as frost.

Of the three women—Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing, and Zhong Ling—Mu Wanqing is the most easily moved.

She once vowed that she would marry whoever lifted her veil.

Wang Yuyan faced the most difficult situation, her heart long bound to Murong Fu. Had she not suffered repeated blows, she would never have severed their past relationship.

Zhong Ling's case is slightly more complicated than Mu Wanqing's, but far less so than Wang Yuyan's.

By a stroke of luck, he first married Wang Yuyan; then, by employing the wonders of the Yin-Yang True Scripture, he gradually progressed and eventually won her over body and soul.

"Two paths—either marry me or die." Mu Wanqing raised the tip of her sword slightly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Then I'll marry you," Chung Kwok-hung answered readily.

If it were an ordinary, ugly, and mediocre person who dared to lift her veil, the only outcome would be a sword through the throat.

Wang Zhenyuan remained silent—he himself had already taken several wives and concubines.

As dusk approached, they found an inn to stay in, and Zhong Guohong and Mu Wanqing closed the door to study the "True Scripture of Yin and Yang".

Mu Wanqing willingly went along with it, helping him to subdue Zhong Ling.

Upon returning to Suzhou, he refused to accept any gifts of thanks and returned the two maids from Wang Zhenyuan's household intact.

Then, together with Mu Wanqing, Zhong Ling, and two more maids, they set off for Mandala Manor.

In his eyes, mountains, rivers, plants, and trees could all be used, and beautiful women were no exception.

Although the four maids were pretty and charming, they were ultimately inferior to Li Qingluo, Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing, and Zhong Ling.

"If I could bring all four of my sword maids—Plum Blossom, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum—along with A'Zhu and A'Bi, and the Princess of Western Xia, I would have no regrets in the world of Tianlong."

Returning to Mandala Manor, he diligently studied various martial arts styles during the day and immersed himself in the leisurely daily life surrounded by beautiful women at night.

This manor is built on the shore of Taihu Lake, occupying a unique island with picturesque scenery.

The entire island belongs to Li Qingluo; it is a secluded and tranquil paradise, just like a secluded haven.

Li Qingluo had already fallen for him, and naturally, he made all the decisions on the island.

Through repeated deduction and practice, he divided the Yin-Yang True Scripture into four realms:

The first level is called the mortal realm, which is the martial arts version of the "Yin Yang True Scripture";

The second level is called the spiritual realm, which is the cultivation version of the "Yin Yang True Scripture";

The third level is called the fairyland, which is the fairyland version of the Yin-Yang True Scripture;

The fourth level is called the Divine Realm, which is the divine version of the Yin-Yang True Scripture.

The world of Tianlong belongs to the realm of martial arts. The cultivation methods he, Li Qingluo, Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing, and Zhong Ling practiced were all mortal techniques—they could draw upon each other's Yin and Yang energies to condense Yin and Yang internal force, or refine Yin and Yang innate true energy.

When Murong Fu visited Mandala Manor last time, Zhong Guohong had met Azhu and Abi.

The two women were beautiful, with graceful figures, and were diligent and gentle, which made him secretly fond of them.

If we simply offer Murong Fu a few practical strategies for restoring Yan, why would he refuse to hand over A'Zhu and A'Bi?

The Murong clan originated from the Xianbei, but after hundreds of years of being immersed in Han culture, they are no longer the barbarian tribes they once were.

On the surface, Murong Fu's ambition was to restore the Great Yan Dynasty; upon closer examination, however, he also yearned for the throne.

He took out his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, sat quietly and pondered, and wrote down his strategies one by one, each word solid and each sentence feasible.

He had no intention of ascending the throne or becoming emperor, nor did he care who would sit on the dragon throne.

The Song Dynasty valued literature over military affairs, and powerful and treacherous officials held sway in the court, making its downfall only a matter of time.

My homeland has endured for thousands of years, its roots deep and its branches lush, forever steadfast and unyielding.

If Murong Fu, who had already become Sinicized, were to take charge of the world, the people might actually be able to recuperate and thrive.

After spending more than ten days aging and decorating, a copy of "Essentials of Governing the Country" was finally completed.

Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing accompanied them, and the three of them went to Yanziwu Canhezhuang.

He and Murong Fu had a private conversation that lasted for more than half an hour, and then casually demonstrated a few moves. They were both satisfied and exchanged items on the spot.

In terms of actual combat ability? Even if a hundred Murong Fus joined forces, they would hardly be able to get within three steps of him.

In exchange for a copy of "Essentials of Governing the Country," he gained Azhu and Abi, along with the two unique martial arts techniques of "Canhe Finger" and "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi."

Wang Zhenyuan's younger brother was Li Qingluo's ex-husband; Wang Zhenyuan's younger sister married Murong Bo.

After marrying Wang Yuyan, Zhong Guohong became Murong Fu's legitimate cousin-in-law.

Azhu and Abi were merely maids; Murong Fu had the right to dispose of them as he pleased, giving them to whomever he pleased.

Chung Kwok-hung never felt that this move was inappropriate—Abi's fate had already been rewritten by him; Azhu's fate was severed by him, thus ending her entanglement with Qiao Feng. In fact, it seemed as if he had saved both of them.

One of the triggers for Qiao Feng's eventual suicide was the immense grief caused by mistakenly killing A'Zhu.

If he had been of higher character, perhaps he would have found a way to reveal the truth and allow that devoted love to be fulfilled.

But he always considered himself just an ordinary person, somewhere in the middle between good and evil.

If we categorize people by their character: the worst are villains, the average are ordinary people, and the best are gentlemen.

Duan Zhengchun, who started a relationship but then abandoned it, died at the hands of Qiao Feng, which can be considered a fitting end to karma.

To completely win Azhu and Abi's hearts, he lived in Mandala Manor for a long time, practicing various martial arts in the morning and studying the Yin-Yang True Scripture at night.

"The Six Meridians Divine Sword can transform internal energy into sharp sword energy, which is incomparably fierce."

"Ordinary martial artists must reach the Innate Realm before they can condense their Qi into a sword; only the Six Meridians Divine Sword breaks this common sense."

"The mystery of Baihong Palm lies in the ability to freely redirect internal energy—in the end, it is about controlling the Qi with the mind, rather than simply relying on internal force to force it out."

Apart from a few unique skills of the Free and Unfettered Sect—Xiao Wu Xiang Gong, Bai Hong Zhang Li, and Chuan Yin Sou Hun—the martial arts stored in Mandala Manor do not contain any truly top-tier techniques.

That morning, Li Qingluo, her skirt swaying slightly, walked gracefully in a simple silk dress that accentuated her elegant figure.

"It's truly admirable; even the strapless top is cut with meticulous care." Zhong Guohong glanced at her, inwardly admiring her ample bosom, but aloud he simply smiled and called out, "Qingluo."

"Guohong, the goods you requested have been prepared perfectly." Her voice was soft.

"Thank you for your trouble," he said, and then reciprocated with tenderness, their affection lasting for more than an hour.

Once his muscles and bones felt relaxed and his mind was refreshed, he immediately perked up and began making tools.

How can a man of dignity live at the mercy of others for years?

In the Jiangnan region, willows and painted bridges are shrouded in mist, curtains of green are fluttering in the wind, brothels stand in rows, and pleasure boats are as numerous as a tapestry.

Mandala Manor is filled with exotic flowers and fragrances, so Chung Kwok-hung decided to start distilling spirits, blending perfumes, and making soaps.

He personally drew up the drawings and made three sets of distillation equipment, and selected several clever maids to teach them how to use them.

Half a month later, he arrived at the Prince's Mansion with several large boxes of goods.

"Guohong." Wang Zhenyuan greeted him at the front of the hall with a warm smile.

"Uncle," Zhong Guohong greeted him with a bow. Few people in the manor knew about Li Qingluo's marriage to him, and outsiders had no idea whatsoever.

"It's good that you're here, why bring so much stuff?" Wang Zhenyuan waved his hand and laughed.

"This batch of items..." Chung Kwok-hung explained briefly.

Wang Zhenyuan was slightly taken aback—he had assumed the car was full of generous gifts presented to him as a sign of filial piety.

"This is 'Hero's Wine,' its potency is unparalleled in the world; this is 'Orchid Heart Dew,' which is perfume; this is 'Snow Skin Soap,' which cleanses and moisturizes the skin," he explained one by one.

"How do we sell them?" Wang Zhenyuan asked.

"Profits are split 80/20: the eldest uncle manages the sales and takes 20%; Hero Wine is 10 taels of silver per catty, perfume is 100 taels of silver per bottle, and soap is 2 taels of silver per bar."

"Such a price?" Wang Zhenyuan raised an eyebrow slightly.