Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

"Ya Fei, Xiao Yu, Yun Yun, Xiao Mei, Xuan Su, Zi Yue, Ling Qingzhu, Ying Huanhuan—let's all meet."

He sank lazily into the sofa, a lit cigarette between his fingers, the bluish-white smoke rising slowly.

With Zhong Guohong's support over the years, the Temir family, the Xiao family, and the Yunlan Sect each produced several Dou Sheng (Battle Saints).

Freed from the ties of sects and worldly affairs, Ya Fei, Xiao Yu, Xiao Mei, and Yun Yun unanimously decided to accompany him to the Tianxuan Continent.

The Xuyang spaceship was stored in the treasure basin, and the group quietly landed outside Qingyang Town.

He had already explained the hierarchical division of the Great Thousand World, the Middle Thousand World, and the Small Thousand World to them clearly.

A year passed, and Lin Dong cultivated the "Qiankun Tempering Body Technique" to the eighteenth level.

Another year and a half passed, and the cultivation technique broke through to the twenty-seventh level.

After his strength increased dramatically, he rarely went out. Apart from occasionally hunting a few ferocious monsters, he spent the rest of his time staying in his room to cultivate this skill diligently.

In the blink of an eye, he was already twenty-three years old.

"Not bad." Zhong Guohong looked the young man in front of him up and handed him a Yuanli version of "Bei Ming Divine Art".

"Thank you, Master!" Lin Dong's eyes shone, and his fingers trembled slightly.

"Go on, your path doesn't lie here." Chung Kwok-hung waved his hand.

This technique can both devour and refine the Yuan energy of others, and also allow one to directly reach the threshold of the Ancestral Realm.

"Disciple takes his leave." Lin Dong bowed and kowtowed. When he stood up, his clothes were still slightly askew, and he had already stepped out of the Zhong family mansion.

Having been lying low for so long, he longed to tear open a piece of land and see the vast wind and fire.

The eighty-first level of the "Heaven and Earth Tempering Technique" endowed him with bones and muscles strong enough to withstand divine weapons and brute strength capable of shattering mountains and splitting peaks.

Lin Dong's figure disappeared at the end of Qingyang Town, while Zhong Guohong, along with Ya Fei and others, set off for the Eastern Xuan Region.

They lingered at Taiqing Palace for two days, and Emperor Daozong spent half a day there.

Having found a place nestled among mountains and water, surrounded by misty greenery, he launched the Xuyang spaceship.

Aside from his daily routine, he only did one thing: refine his martial arts skills.

The cultivation paths in the three hundred and sixty middle thousand worlds each have their own rules and methods, some are vigorous, some are long and drawn-out, some are unpredictable, and some are profound.

He comprehended each aspect one by one, and then, using the Northern Darkness as a foundation, deduced different variations...

With eighty-one avatars, all of whom have reached the peak of the Heavenly God realm in their understanding of the laws, they have already thoroughly digested, disassembled, and recombined the cultivation methods of the three hundred and sixty middle thousand worlds and the one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred small thousand worlds, thus evolving into billions of new methods.

"The ability to absorb all kinds of energy and make it one's own—this technique is called the Chaos Devouring Technique."

He elevated it to the pinnacle of the God-King realm, and then refined the "Sword Technique of Time"...

"I have digested all the techniques of the Lesser Thousand and Middle Thousand Worlds, and only the Great Thousand World remains."

He traveled back and forth between the Dou Qi Continent and the Tian Xuan Continent for decades, his days as clear and undisturbed as a stream.

"In this life, I'm almost a hundred years old."

He took a deep breath, and with a thought, he teleported with Ya Fei and the others to the Great Thousand World.

With divine sense spreading out, the vast landscape and billions of territories are revealed in every detail.

The vast array of martial arts manuals and secret texts instantly transformed into clear imprints in his memory.

He chose a secluded valley surrounded by clear water and the sound of rustling pines, and once again launched the Rising Sun.

He dispersed all the cultivation he had gained through body refinement and qi cultivation, and calmly comprehended the fundamental cultivation methods of the vast world.

"I searched high and low without finding it, but then it came to me effortlessly—finally, I found the magic."

Beneath the vast sky, the spiritual energy is so dense it's almost liquefied, and you can almost touch it.

The spiritual power within a cultivator's body is condensed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Divine senses covered the entire area, and a massive amount of spiritual energy, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, surged into the body—

One second, the Sensing Realm; one second, the Spiritual Ability Realm; one second, the Spiritual Wheel Realm…

"A Saint-grade Celestial Supreme? Nothing special. Let's see what a true immortal is like."

Having dispelled his old foundation, after a few breaths, he had already reached the Mahayana stage, his breath pure and clear, his physical body luminous.

I thought that I could ascend to heaven after reaching this realm, but I never expected that the vast world was full of spiritual energy but had not a trace of immortal energy.

He took out the treasure basin and replicated a complete world. Then he took Ya Fei and others to boat on the lake and stroll on the mountain peaks.

Limited by the world's hierarchy, his cultivation level was halted at the peak of the God King realm.

Even if he endures for a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand years, he will never ascend to the position of God Emperor.

Without the Treasure Basin, let alone stepping into the God King Realm, even the threshold of the Celestial Immortal Realm would be as distant as the starry sea to him.

"The whole world is but a cage, which I can shatter with a single punch."

Despite the dead end, Chung Kwok-hung did not lose heart.

He traveled through mountains and rivers with Ya Fei and others for decades before returning to the Xuyang spaceship.

Those eighty-one clones, replicas of those from Earth, had already thoroughly mastered all the cultivation techniques of the vast world.

Zhong Guohong and his team repeatedly deduced, integrated, and tested each technique, without getting tired of it.

"The cultivation techniques of the Great Thousand, Middle Thousand, and Lesser Thousand Realms have all entered my belly."

He devoured all sorts of techniques, including alchemy, pill refining, talisman making, and weapon crafting.

He then spent more than ten years quietly with Ya Fei and the others. His cultivation stagnated, but he became increasingly convinced that only by breaking through this barrier could he have a chance to advance further.

He quietly infiltrated the territory occupied by the extraterrestrial evil race, his divine sense as sharp as a blade, probing straight into their souls.

In an instant, a smile appeared on his lips.

The divine sense of a peak-level God-King swept across the land, and wherever it reached, the souls of all the evil race members were annihilated.

"I'll go to Tianyuan Realm first to scout ahead. Once I've confirmed it's safe, I'll bring Ya Fei and the others over."

Following the remnants of the evil race's memories, Zhong Guohong set foot in the Tianyuan Realm.

It turns out that the extraterrestrial evil races of the Great Thousand Worlds are nothing more than remnants of the Holy Race who fled from the Heavenly Origin Realm back then.

"The Heavenly Origin Realm...is devoid of even a trace of immortal energy?"

He immediately summoned the Treasure Basin and replicated the outline of the entire realm; his divine sense spread out, sweeping across the void in all directions.

"The Chaos God and Demon Visualization Method has been of great benefit to me."

After memorizing all the cultivation techniques of the Heavenly Origin Realm, he returned to the Great Thousand World.

Aside from daily meals, sleep, and practicing spear and hammer techniques, he devoted all his remaining time to comprehending the cultivation methods of the Heavenly Origin Realm.

After fully comprehending the truth, he stepped into the Heavenly Origin Realm once again.

He dispersed his original foundation in body refinement and qi cultivation, and began to learn the methods of this world from scratch.

In less than half a year, his cultivation level had reached the pinnacle that the Heavenly Origin Realm could accommodate.

"Without the blessing of the treasure bowl, this is the end."

He then switched to cultivating the "Chaos Devouring Technique," absorbing all kinds of energy from the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Ancestral Qi surpasses spiritual Qi in rank, but how does it compare to true immortal essence?"

He used the treasure basin to replicate the chaotic power in his lower and upper dantian and then merged and reconstructed it.

With an iron will, we forge ahead without hesitation.

"Even the seemingly endless universe has boundaries. The Heavenly Origin Realm is no exception."

Throughout his journey, he continuously practiced the Chaos God and Demon Visualization Method.

The soul disintegrates and is reforged time and time again, becoming increasingly solid and intricate.

After countless years and billions of light-years, an invisible barrier suddenly blocked his path.

He couldn't stop in time and crashed into it solidly.

After being thrown an unknown distance, he regained his footing, but a hint of eager anticipation appeared on his face.

"Breaking through the void with martial arts could have allowed me to leap to a higher realm. Breaking through this barrier might just be my opportunity."

He focused his mind and gathered his energy, mobilizing all the laws within his body, and unleashing his most powerful punch.

A thunderous roar that seemed to rip through the sky resounded throughout the universe, sweeping across the eight directions.