Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Li Xiaoman was surrounded by people in the center of the crowd. Her gaze swept across the street corner and suddenly turned cold.

"Junior sister, what's wrong?" asked a disciple of Ziyang Cave Heaven beside her.

"Senior brother..." she called softly, her voice barely audible.

"Just a mortal, I'll take care of him for you." The young man said indifferently and walked away.

"One step, one kill; a thousand miles, no trace left; the deed done, he dusts off his clothes and departs, concealing his merit and fame."

Lin Quan's palm struck like the wind, and the eight people fell to the ground. Before he could finish speaking, he had vanished without a trace.

The long street was deserted, and more than ten people from Ziyang Cave lay sprawled on the ground, including Li Xiaoman.

He carried an old travel bag over his shoulder, his figure conspicuous, completely naked. Later arrivals came upon hearing the news, and the sect leader himself arrived, dealing with them one by one with a single palm strike, without ever using a second move.

"An Miaoyi, successor of Miaoyu Nunnery."

She took the initiative to approach him, and Lin Quan did not refuse.

Flawless appearance, graceful figure, refined and elegant demeanor, untouched by worldly dust... just what he sought.

"I am well-versed in the scriptures, but my practical application is still limited."

The two practiced the Yin-Yang True Scripture together once, and the next morning, Lin Quan took her on a journey.

After that, his whereabouts became uncertain, and he was surrounded by more and more women: An Miaoyi, Qin Yao, Yan Ruyu, Ji Ziyue, Ji Haoyue, the Holy Maiden of Yaoguang, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, Yi Qingwu...

"Choose a place to settle down and bring the Queen of Jingjue and the others over."

He chose a place with gentle mountain slopes and clear streams, and the talisman was unfurled from his sleeve.

He instantly teleported to Hong Kong, taking with him Shirley Yang, Queen Jingjue, Lok Wai-chun, and others, and headed straight for the Big Dipper Star Region.

Sometimes he would seclude himself in his residence for more than ten days, sometimes he would wander alone in the starry sea, observing the stars and expounding the Dao; occasionally he would sit still, silently contemplating the three thousand laws, without saying a word, only his divine light was concealed within.

Ye Fan, however, always went his own way.

He traversed countless desolate ancient mines, digging for and refining countless stones; when faced with powerful enemies, no matter how much higher their cultivation level, they were all defeated with a single blow.

"The hidden force penetrates the body, leaving the skin unharmed but severing the internal meridians."

"No weapon can withstand the wooden sword."

……

Time passed silently, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Fan overcame his tribulation and ascended to immortality, establishing himself as a celestial being.

"This dog is quite plump."

Lin Quan suddenly appeared, his figure flashing into view.

Ye Fan was startled and instinctively took a half step back: "Mr. Lin? You...?"

"Slightly higher," Lin Quan replied simply.

He lingered in the world of Chinese variety shows for too long, and his Three Thousand Laws remained stuck at the peak of the God-Emperor realm, without making any progress.

However, the power of chaos transformed as it devoured the origin of heaven and earth, pushing the Dragon Elephant Undying Technique to its ninety-fourth level; it also integrated the methods it had comprehended in the world within the coffin, finally reaching the one thousand two hundred and ninety-sixth level of the Great Zhou Heavenly Secret Scripture.

After enjoying all the blessings, he withdrew from the country.

"Like a dream, it's hard to distinguish between reality and illusion."

He stood still for a moment, composed himself, turned around, tied on his apron, and went into the kitchen.

More than a month later, after celebrating his wife Chen Shiyan's birthday, Lin Quan had nothing to do, so he took out the Treasure Basin and had the idea of ​​evolving a new world.

"This basin is a supreme treasure of chaos, with a potential far exceeding expectations."

"Having studied the three thousand laws for many years, yet still unable to make a breakthrough..."

"Why not borrow the principles of system flow and set up a trial realm?"

The thought flashed through his mind, and he picked up his phone to browse through a few novels.

"This 'Super Pig Slaughtering God System' has a straightforward concept and is easy to implement... Let's modify it accordingly."

He devised his identity, activated the treasure basin, and channeled the vast energy accumulated within into the illusion.

"I've saved it all up for so long, and it's all gone in an instant."

In a moment, a wisp of essence quietly seeped in and sank into the depths of the new realm.

……

Xia Kingdom, Jiang Prefecture, Ningzhou, Hengpu Film and Television City.

Lin Quan looked around and walked towards a street stall.

"Hey buddy, want to take a look?" the stall owner greeted him with a grin.

"How much is this chicken-shaped thing?" he asked, pointing to a wooden rooster carving.

Five pieces.

Lin Quan took out his wallet and handed over a banknote.

That chicken-shaped toy was actually the transformation of the treasure bowl... and thus the chicken-killing system was launched.

He has always felt that spending a few dollars to buy some trinkets is an interesting thing in itself.

Turning into a deserted narrow alley, Lin Quan raised his hand and smashed the plastic chicken toy, which cracked instantly.

"The Chicken Killing System has begun recognizing its master... Master recognition successful."

Memories flooded his mind like water, and a smile crept onto his lips.

"Five main chicken coops, seven secondary chicken coops... Using the entire planet as chicken coops, sounds spacious and bright."

"In the main chicken coop, ordinary chickens start at level one, demon chickens go up to level nine, immortal chickens are level thirty-six, divine chickens are level five, and holy chickens are only level one."

"The secondary chicken category is even more diverse: there are special ability chickens, equipment chickens, elixir chickens, skill chickens, technology chickens, experience chickens, and attack/magic chickens. The weakest is about the same as an ordinary chicken; the strongest can rival a level 5 divine chicken."

He brought up the system's main interface and glanced at his status bar:

Name: Lin Quan

Fine: 0.5

Gas: 0.5

God: 0.5

Skills: None

Attack method: None

XP: 0

"A clean and concise page is fine."

"The upper limit of vitality and spirit for ordinary people is 1.0."

"My current state isn't exactly sick, but it's far from being at its peak. Most people are like this."

He shook his head, banishing the chaotic thoughts, and turned to the market to buy a second-hand tricycle, a large iron pot, and dozens of bags of braising spices.

"I only have a little over two hundred yuan left in my pocket, and I'm still far from paying next month's rent."

"Damn, it runs faster than a dog, can flap its wings and fly, and catches chickens like they're nothing."

He went back into the house, grabbed a few pounds of rice, and went back into the chicken coop.

"Coo coo coo..." she called out as she scattered rice.

From all directions, a flock of grayish-brown chickens immediately gathered around.

He lunged forward, grabbed one of the chickens with both hands, and twisted his wrist, causing the chicken's neck to go limp.

"Slew one, but unfortunately didn't gain any experience."

Using the same method, I cleaned up another one.

He picked up two buckets of eggs, grabbed a live hen, and turned to go back into the house.

Boil water to scald the feathers, scrape them clean, gut the chicken, and throw all the feathers and internal organs into the chicken coop.

That place is a complete planet, and it refreshes every hour.

Eggs were being boiled on the stove, and the shells were cracked and piled up to the side.

The other chicken was cleaned, blanched, and stuffed into a stainless steel bucket.

Add braising spices, water, eggs, and salt. Cover and simmer over low heat.

Before long, the fragrance wafted out from the cracks in the windows and doors, filling the entire building.

Chop the remaining one into pieces, blanch it, stir-fry it in a pan for a few minutes, add water, soy sauce, Sichuan peppercorns, and salt, and simmer over low heat until cooked.

"The aroma of chicken soup is so refreshing, it's been so long since I've had it."

He ladled out a bowl of rice, poured hot soup over it, picked up a piece of chicken, and put it in his mouth.

As he chewed, he burst out laughing.

He has no memories of other universes, nor does he remember any illusions or reincarnation.

"Ah Quan." A knock came from outside the door.

"Brother Yong." He opened the door.

"What are you burning? It smells so good that I stopped to watch as I passed by," landlord Jiang Yong asked, peeking out of his window.

"I bought an old hen to nourish my body. Brother Jiang, here's a bowl for you." Lin Quan casually picked up a stainless steel basin, rinsed it twice with water, and ladled out most of the basin with chicken and soup.

That chicken weighed over eight pounds; he couldn't possibly finish it all by himself.

Jiang Yong wanted to decline, but the aroma wafted into his nose, and he swallowed his words. Not wanting to take advantage, he pulled out a hundred-yuan bill, placed it on the rim of the basin, picked it up, and left.

Chickens raised on factory farms cost over ten yuan per kilogram, but this one has a rich and mellow aroma, clearly from a free-range chicken, or even a well-raised old hen.