Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

After circulating the energy three times, his internal energy was fully replenished.

Around 5 p.m., Chen Shiyan returned to Cuizhu Community with her assistant, Joanna.

For several days in a row, she brought Joanna to her house for dinner.

As they spent more time together, Lin Quan and Joanna became acquainted.

After dinner, Chen Shiyan suddenly said, "I don't want to drive tonight. Why don't you take Anna home?"

"Okay," he replied, feeling a warmth and an indescribable tenderness in his heart.

"Brother Quan, can I sit in the front?" Joanna asked, tilting her head.

"Whatever," he said casually.

"Brother Quan, when will the sixth season of Superpowers start filming?" Her eyes lit up.

"Next year," he answered readily after a moment's thought.

"Brother Quan, you're amazing..." She looked at him, her eyes sparkling like stars.

"Oh?" He smiled faintly.

"Want to come up and sit down?" She smiled, her voice rising slightly at the end.

"Okay." He didn't refuse.

As soon as he pushed open the door and stepped into the entryway, she closed it behind him, turned around, and suddenly asked, "Brother Quan, do I look good?"

She paused for two seconds, then tiptoed closer and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He had no reason to turn away such a sincere offer.

He's not afraid of losing his balance; his body can handle it, and his wallet can keep up.

Such a vibrant, unadorned girl was indeed an irresistible temptation for him.

After completing the study of the Yin-Yang True Scripture, he was shocked and then overjoyed.

After silently calculating and deducing for a moment, everything became clear.

"The bloodline of the Qingqiu fox clan? Could it be that Daji really existed in ancient history?"

Joanna is a pure human, but she has hidden blood of the Qingqiu fox clan.

If there is no mistake, one of her ancestors must have intermarried with the Qingqiu fox clan.

His Yin-Yang internal energy had leaped from a foundation of four years to over ten years, and his heart was filled with turmoil that he could not calm down for a long time.

"Brother Quan, what are you daydreaming about?" Joanna asked softly.

"It's nothing." Lin Quan sat cross-legged and resumed the breathing techniques of the Yin-Yang True Scripture.

He hadn't slept all night, from the starry night to the dawn, Joanna's presence had already resonated with his.

"The Yin-Yang internal energy has been stable for about fifteen years—when the time is right, nothing can stop it."

He glanced at the time on his phone screen, started the car, and drove Joanna back to her residence.

There is still a large amount of Yin energy remaining in her body, which has not yet been completely drawn in and refined.

If he absorbs all of it, his Yin-Yang internal energy is expected to leap to a full ninety years.

Ninety years of internal energy is enough to break through the threshold of the Innate Realm.

Once one enters the Innate Realm, switching to the "Chaos Devouring Technique" becomes effortless, and foundation building is achieved in no time.

After returning to Cuizhu Community, Lin Quan declined all contact and devoted himself to studying the true scriptures day and night.

"With the twelfth lunar month approaching, we need to put in all our effort and push forward in the next ten days or so."

Each time I enter a meditative state, it feels like floating atop a sea of ​​clouds; each time I finish practicing, the yin and yang energy in my dantian becomes even more abundant.

"The Yin-Yang power of a century has been formed—it is time to knock on the door of the Primordial Chaos."

With the foundation forged through countless trials in the illusory world, he broke through the barriers as easily as tearing silk, without any hesitation.

With a single turn of the cultivation technique, the Chaos Devouring Technique was activated. In less than half a day, his mind became clear and his dantian surged, revealing the signs of Foundation Establishment.

"Once I've mastered the Dragon Elephant Undying Technique to the ninth level, I'll begin refining the power of the electric grid."

Although lightning is fierce, it is difficult to control and is not something that can be encountered every day.

Now, as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, it has become commonplace for him to absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and the faint light of stars, through the wonders of the Chaos Technique.

After finishing his morning practice, feeling light and refreshed, Lin Quan hopped on his electric scooter and headed straight for Little Chef King.

It's been more than two months since I last saw Ma Tao and the others.

Even the closest relationships can easily fade into estrangement if communication is lost.

After Lin Quan began practicing Taoism, he remained secluded for many years, and the number of people he could call friends could be counted on one hand.

This electric vehicle is equipped with a graphene battery, which can easily travel 5,000 kilometers on a single charge.

Haizhou City has narrow roads and a large population, so four-wheeled cars often get stuck at intersections, which is not as convenient as two-wheeled vehicles.

"The specially made motorcycles by Huaxia Industrial Group are stable to ride and comfortable to sit in, with a top speed of 300 kilometers per hour."

He glanced down at the cigarettes, alcohol, and tea prepared in the bicycle basket, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Within ten minutes, the Little Chef King signboard came into view.

"Brother Quan!" Liu Yu spotted him at a glance and greeted him with a smile.

"You're here." Ma Tao raised his hand in greeting.

Beside the bus stop, Fan Qin's eyes flashed, and she lowered her voice: "The person has arrived."

"Who?" Li Xiaochuan was taken aback.

"The one I'm waiting for," Fan Qin said.

"What's the next step?"

"Go to the stall and buy a bowl of cold noodles, just buy your own..."

"Understood." Li Xiaochuan grinned.

"I'll leave first, I'll wait for your call." Fan Qin turned and left.

Li Xiaochuan straightened his collar and strode into the store.

Lin Quan distributed the cigarettes, alcohol, and tea he had taken from the car to Liu Yu, Ma Tao, and Li Xiong.

The three of them each took a cigarette and leaned against the street corner, slowly smoking, the smoke curling upwards.

Li Xiaochuan approached, carrying a bowl of cold noodles, feigning surprise: "Hey? Lin Quan!"

"Brother Quan, who is this?" Liu Yu asked, turning his head.

"This is my college classmate, Li Xiaochuan. These are Liu Yu, Ma Tao, and Li Xiong, my brothers," Lin Quan said simply.

Classmate, brother—four words that instantly reveal the closeness or distance between people.

Liu Yu and the other two felt a slight warmth in their hearts and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When Li Xiaochuan saw that he recognized him, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Why did you come to Haizhou?" Lin Quan asked casually.

"I didn't earn enough in Chongqing. I'm almost thirty, so I had no choice but to come out and try my luck," Li Xiaochuan said earnestly.

"I have something to attend to. I'll contact you later," Lin Quan said.

"I lost my old phone. What's your number? Let's grab a couple of drinks sometime." Li Xiaochuan pulled out his empty pocket and shook it.

Lin Quan knew perfectly well what was going on and recited his phone number word by word.

Of the dozens of classmates I had in college, only the three I shared a dorm room with back then can truly be called friends.

Last time I went back to Chongqing, I called them one by one, and in the end, I could only get through to them and talk to them.

In his early years, when he was struggling financially, Lin Quan borrowed money from his high school and college classmates.

Later, after working in the factory for a long time, when he was short of money, he would directly ask Ma Tao, Liu Yu, and Li Xiong for help.

Those classmates who refused to lend him money had long been wiped out of his contact list.

Why would someone who's unwilling to chip in two or three hundred yuan bother to join the fun?

He could understand if someone couldn't come up with several thousand or tens of thousands of dollars—back when you first graduated, who wasn't broke?

But to not even lend a little money for a meal or transportation, is this the kind of "classmate" you should keep around for the New Year?

"I won't bother you anymore." Li Xiaochuan wrote down the number, turned around and left, his back view quite neat.

"Brother Quan, I didn't expect you to have old classmates in Haizhou." Liu Yu joked with a smile.

"His hometown is in Northeast China," Lin Quan replied casually. "I really didn't know he was here too."

"When are you going back to Northeast China?" Ma Tao asked.

"Next Friday."

"So late?" Li Xiong raised an eyebrow.