Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

It was the first gathering, and everyone still looked a bit like students; everyone who could come did.

The second time, someone would make excuses; the third time, even fewer would.

As time went on, people drifted apart, and conversations became increasingly distant.

Society is a deep pool; once you sink in, you don't have time to surface and shake hands.

Some people showed off, some supported them, some looked on coldly, some stirred up trouble, and some used the opportunity to make a fuss.

Lin Quan was truly impressed that they could gather twenty-nine people together after only a few years of graduation.

It's not easy for a group of people, each with their own agenda, to actually climb Mount Tai together...

"Pangbo has arrived; the coffin is about to be lowered."

He glanced down the mountain, slung his bag over his shoulder, and leisurely followed the group.

Nine dragons pulled the coffin into the world, and the onlookers gasped and scattered, but he only raised his eyes slightly.

People who are on the same wavelength naturally cluster together.

He could see the groups of people walking together in front of him clearly.

Pang Bo walked quickly, looking up as he went, his eyes always searching for the crowd ahead.

Moments later, dark clouds loomed overhead, nine dragons roared, and the giant coffin crashed to the ground.

Ye Fan, Li Xiaoman, Cade, and the others were pulled in by a suction force and instantly disappeared into the coffin.

Lin Quan neither dodged nor resisted, letting that force engulf him.

Pang Bo, who followed closely behind, was also swallowed up.

"Weren't there supposed to be twenty-nine students? How come there are two extra?"

"Are you Pang Bo? How did you get up here?"

"I saw you heading up the mountain, so I followed you."

"Who are you?"

"Linquan".

"Tourists, they were just ahead of us."

"Pang Bo, do you know him?"

"I don't know him. But I saw him."

"Are we in a coffin?"

"There's another one over there."

"That outer layer is the outer coffin; this is the proper inner coffin."

Lin Quan ignored Ye Fan and Pang Bo's words, focusing intently on the bronze coffin in front of him. His eyes gleamed, and his Golden Eyes of Truth quietly activated, penetrating straight into the interior.

Three bronze coffins were nested inside each other... The outermost one was the largest, with a second one embedded inside it, and then there was an even smaller one inside. They were currently in the outermost one.

"Nine dragons pulling a coffin... a bronze coffin spanning three lifetimes... a world hidden within the coffin?"

As his consciousness sank in, in an instant, a vast sea of ​​attack techniques and imprints rushed towards him, densely packed and layered, all engraved on the coffin walls, fused into the bronze rust, and hidden between the patterns.

"The Great Zhou Heavenly Secret Scripture, level 1296, is just one step away from completion."

With a thought, he disassembled several ancient methods for tempering bones and expanding life force, transforming them into nourishment to replenish his main cultivation technique. Several hours later, that barrier was silently breached, becoming perfectly complete.

After sitting quietly and regulating my breathing for more than ten minutes, my breath gradually became deep and restrained, and I was firmly at the peak.

"The strength of the life essence is 129,600 times that at birth. Everything that should be there is there."

He casually pulled out a packet of braised chicken wings and a bottle of baijiu from his bag, tore open the packaging, unscrewed the cap, and poured himself a drink.

As the aroma dissipated, Ye Fan's Adam's apple bobbed, Pang Bo subconsciously licked his chapped lips, and even Zhou Yi, who was usually calm and collected, turned his head away.

"Mr. Lin, could you spare some food?" Li Xiaoman's voice was extremely soft, her eyes shining, as if she was really starving.

"Do we know each other?" Lin Quan looked up, his tone flat, without any emotion or warmth.

Cade interjected, "You're too selfish."

"Who are you?" Lin Quan didn't even look at him.

When you're hungry, you can't walk; when you're thirsty, you can't stand steadily. Halfway up Mount Tai, your backpack is already light from being thrown around, your water is gone, and your rations are almost empty. With your stomach rumbling against your back, who can still maintain a facade?

"Want some?" Lin Quan took a bite of a chicken wing. "Like a dog barking."

"Lin Quan! Don't go too far... Don't forget, we're all classmates, you're the only outsider!" Liu Yunzhi's voice tightened.

Ye Fan, however, said, "The items belong to him; he has the final say on what to do with them."

Pang Bo nodded: "Yes."

Cade took a step forward, just raising his hand: "Give me the food..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Quan struck him on the side of the neck with a palm strike. The man went limp and collapsed, motionless.

"You... killed him?" Li Xiaoman took a half step back, her voice trembling.

Everyone else froze. Cade, who was over 1.9 meters tall and had bulging muscles, collapsed to the ground without making a single move, without even uttering a sound.

Li Xiaoman, Liu Yunzhi, Zhou Yi, Wang Ziwen… seven or eight people stood around, and no one spoke. It wasn't that they didn't want to fight, but that no one was willing to risk their lives for a bite to eat.

"He reached out, so I took action." Lin Quan dusted off his sleeves. "It's not hard to understand."

Li Xiaoman's hands trembled as she pulled out her phone and dialed. The screen lit up, but there were no signal bars.

"Save some electricity." Lin Quan took a sip of his drink. "I've been doing archaeology for over ten years, I can tell at a glance... We're no longer on Earth."

"Not on Earth?" Ye Fan was stunned.

"Legend has it that nine dragons pulled the coffin across the starry sea..." Lin Quan casually made up a story, speaking slowly, and every sentence sounded true.

Lin Quan slung his bag over his shoulder, lifted Kai De up, and stepped out.

Mars has arrived.

He didn't rush to survey the world, nor did he immediately spread his divine sense. He could count the trajectories of stars in the Milky Way with his eyes closed, but this time, he wanted to first step on this red planet, smell the sand and dust, and listen for any distant howling winds... before slowly gathering his cultivation techniques and accumulating resources.

Ye Fan followed him out, squinting as he looked around: "Mr. Lin, where is this?"

"Yinghuo planet. Mars."

"Mars?!" Ye Fan blurted out, his face turning pale.

Lin Quan pointed into the distance: "You don't recognize bronze inscriptions? Look for yourself."

Li Xiaoman glanced at Cade's body on the ground and frowned: "Bury it."

Zhou Yi and Wang Ziwen immediately squatted down and dug in the soil, their movements more efficient than anyone else's.

Lin Quan walked unhurriedly toward the palace ahead, his gaze sweeping over an old tree by the roadside... its branches were cracked and its leaves were withered and green, but it was not completely dead.

"The Living Bodhi Tree... Version 3. Archive."

He had cultivated one in the Battle Through the Heavens world; he had created one after slaying a saint in the Journey to the West world; the one before him had a completely different aura, with another kind of law hidden in its branches.

With a sweep of his divine sense, all the fragments of cultivation techniques, star charts and runes, and body-tempering incantations on Mars appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The core of the tree is the hardest, perfect for refining weapons."

He shaved off a branch about the thickness of a thumb, and with a flick of his fingertips, a flame formed into a blade in three breaths, and a sheath in seven. The wood grain hadn't faded, but the blade was already cold. He slung his bag over his shoulder, put on the knife, and turned back to the coffin.

Later, Ye Fan and his companions were chased by Crocodile Ancestor and stumbled into the coffin in a sorry state, covered in blood and sweat, barely able to catch their breath.

"Back again?" Lin Quan leaned against the coffin wall, a half-smile on his face.

"Did you know there was something outside all along?" Li Xiaoman asked in a shrill voice.

"Want to give it a try?" Lin Quan asked casually, as if asking if he had eaten today.

She immediately shut her mouth, stood in the corner with her hands at her sides, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Lin Quan's gaze fell on Ye Fan's outstretched palm: "Bodhi seeds? Not bad."

Pang Bo stared at the wooden knife at his waist: "Mr. Lin, where did you get this knife?"

"Found it on Mars."

"Is it possible to go back to Earth?"

"Talk to the coffin. If it agrees, I'll help you knock on the lid."

Looking at his calm face, Ye Fan suddenly felt... this person really didn't seem afraid at all.