Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

With Tengfei Semiconductor and Zhenxing Pharmaceutical making a fortune every day, Huaxia Industrial Group now has an astonishingly thick balance sheet.

The "Lin's Vaccine" launched by Zhenxing Pharmaceutical is available free of charge to all Chinese citizens.

For each dose administered, the national treasury will allocate a subsidy of 300 Chinese yuan to the enterprise.

The actual cost of one dose of vaccine is about one hundred Chinese yuan.

Wang Zhennan intended to pay the patent fee as usual, but Lin Quan waved his hand, refusing to take a single penny—he really didn't need the money.

Upon arriving at the headquarters of Huaxia Industrial Group, he retrieved four technical documents: laser cannon, lightning cannon, missile, and satellite system.

Wang Zhennan, Liu Boyuan, and others were already used to Lin Quan's "strokes of genius," but this time they were still deeply impressed.

"Mr. Lin, you know so much," Wang Zhennan said sincerely.

"Compared to my master, I'm nothing," Lin Quan replied casually, his tone natural.

He gave away too much technology, so he had to find a plausible excuse.

"Mr. Lin, who is your master?" Wang Zhennan's eyes lit up.

"You should have heard of it." Lin Quan smiled.

"I've heard of it? Among the people I know, who could teach a disciple like you?" Wang Zhennan was full of doubt.

Lin Quan is a master of medicine and martial arts, and he excels in materials science, mechanical design, genetic engineering, and culinary arts—who knows how many other amazing skills he has hidden away?

"You might not believe it, but I'll tell you," Lin Quan paused, "My master is Guiguzi."

Guiguzi was a legendary genius who possessed profound knowledge and understanding of the universe; even the master craftsman Lu Ban could only address him as a junior.

A Taoist practitioner who exists only in ancient books, who has lived for thousands of years, is perfectly suited to be this "shadow master".

"Guiguzi... is still alive?" Wang Zhennan gasped.

"What I learned all happened in my dreams," Lin Quan said calmly and earnestly.

"This is simply unbelievable!" Wang Zhennan was shocked.

"In the stone chamber on the cliff of Tiantai Mountain, there are hidden the Yi Jin Jing, Duan Gu Jing, and Xi Sui Jing..." Lin Quan said, half-jokingly.

"What about the star teleportation array?" Wang Zhennan blurted out.

"My master mentioned it once, but I haven't personally verified whether it's true or not," Lin Quan replied casually.

"Do you know the location?" Wang Zhennan pressed.

Lin Quan truthfully reported the coordinates, but showed no intention of personally surveying the area.

That teleportation array had long since become invalid, and he had already thoroughly understood all the cultivation techniques on Earth in his early years.

The spiritual energy of this world is depleted, and apart from him, the probability of anyone else embarking on the path of cultivation is almost zero.

Even if the spiritual energy were to recover one day and the cultivation techniques were to regain their vitality, who could catch up with his cultivation speed?

He will not encounter any bottlenecks before reaching the realm of God Emperor.

If we want to conquer the stars in the future, technology alone will not be enough; individual combat power must also reach the pinnacle.

Without spiritual energy, one cannot become a cultivator, but surely practicing martial arts is possible?

If you can't cultivate internal strength and true qi, then practicing external martial arts and real combat techniques is always a solid path.

The following morning, Lin Quan drove away from Huaxia Industrial Group.

Not long after he left, Wang Zhennan also left by car.

Two hours later, Wang Zhennan pushed open the door to an office.

"Zhennan, what brings you here?"

"Old Zhao, I have something important to report to you."

"You guys have come up with something new?"

"Lin Gong gave it to us again... His master was Guiguzi."

Do cultivators really exist?

"As Engineer Lin said, cultivators are no longer in the Milky Way."

"Has this information been verified?"

"We have sent people to investigate. According to Engineer Lin, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has long been exhausted, and the path to cultivation has been cut off. Guiguzi only passed on a few martial arts techniques to him in a dream, with effects similar to the Yi Jin Jing, Duan Gu Jing, and Xi Sui Jing."

"Guiguzi is still alive? He is far beyond the Milky Way and can even enter dreams to impart his skills—the abilities of ancient immortals and gods far exceed our imagination, it is truly unbelievable."

"Old Zhao, Engineer Lin said that in this lifetime, we will definitely be able to fly out of the Milky Way, and may even have the hope of embarking on the path of cultivation."

"Whether longevity elixirs can extend life by a thousand years is still unproven; but I am absolutely convinced that they can prolong life."

"Mr. Zhao, Engineer Lin is interested in entering the fields of pharmaceuticals and education."

"You take care of the formalities for him, and I'll put in a good word."

……

Lin Quan looked around and slowly brought the car to a stop.

"If there are no mistakes, the Minghong Blade is buried right here."

He made a hand seal and disappeared, his body sinking into the ground in an instant.

A drop of blood was forced from his fingertip and lightly touched the scabbard—with a sudden hum, the Minghong Blade transformed into a stream of light and sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"This blade can absorb the Infinity Stones... Once I form my Golden Core, the Treasure Basin will be able to materialize."

Suddenly remembering the Nine Provinces Cauldron he had obtained in the martial arts world, he had an idea and decided to retrieve it.

When the Earth was replicated, there were so many bronze artifacts buried deep underground that it is not surprising that the Nine Tripods were missed.

"According to old memories, the Yangzhou Ding should be located near this place."

The landscape has changed drastically since then, and the world of martial arts is vastly different from reality.

Fortunately, he had used satellites to pinpoint the exact location of the Nine Tripods' landing point, and he remembered it clearly.

Parking, entering the ground, searching—in just a few minutes, the Yangzhou Ding was in the palm of his hand.

He spent more than ten days digging out the remaining eight tripods one by one.

After the blood oath was performed, the nine ancient cauldrons melted away one by one, quietly disappearing into the mind.

"The Chaos Bell resides at the core of the sun, while the Purple Cloud Divine Spear is not on Earth."

He stopped searching, asked Xiaobai to plan the route, and drove back to Haizhou.

I haven't seen my wife and two children for almost ten days; it's time to go home.

Shortly after exiting the highway and entering the city, Lin Quan saw a crowd gathered in front of a building.

He pulled over and walked closer to see: thick smoke billowed from a window of a house, and a woman in her twenties was hanging in mid-air, her hands gripping the window frame, her knuckles white.

"Since we've already run into them, let's lend a hand."

"It shouldn't be my turn to do anything—the fire trucks have already arrived."

Before she could finish speaking and before the air cushion was even deployed, the woman lost her footing and fell.

Lin Quan rushed forward, leaping more than two meters into the air, his arms outstretched, unleashing the Timeless Fist Technique.

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, it was not difficult for him to fly through the air.

However, he is currently the only cultivator in the world, and if his secrets are revealed, he will inevitably face endless trouble.

To remain discreet, he deliberately pretended to be a martial artist.

In the blink of an eye, the martial art of time, which combines the skill of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, the softness of Tai Chi, and the changes of the stars, has reached its ultimate level—steadily catching the falling body.

He used the force of the falling object to guide it, channeling it all into the earth.

The woman who fell from the twentieth floor was unharmed.

A faint, delicate fragrance wafted over him. He glanced down at the beauty he was holding in his arms, gently set her down, and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Zhao Youruo hurriedly said.

"You're alright now, but I have other things to do." Lin Quan said this and turned to leave.

Get in the car, start the engine, step on the gas—the SUV roared off and sped away.

The cause of the fire has been determined: it was arson.

After reviewing the surveillance footage, the suspect, Wu Muyang, came to light.