Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

"A saint of human rank is free from all constraints. All that remains is the patience and perseverance of time."

"Qi cultivation and body tempering require a massive amount of energy... The treasure basin is already empty."

"Refining the spirit can refine the power of the soul, or it can be done purely through the tempering of time."

He paused briefly to adjust his breathing, then waved his hand to create a time barrier.

What lasts for millennia within the barrier is but a few minutes outside.

With the Three Thousand Laws perfected, both the Refining of Spirit and the Refining of Qi are now clear and unobstructed.

Refining Qi requires the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but refining the spirit is not subject to this limitation.

"Having reached the peak of Spirit Refinement, the strength of one's physical body is comparable to a top-grade Venerable Artifact, while Qi Refining remains at the Golden Core stage."

His Golden Core stage is completely different from that of ordinary cultivators.

The 360 ​​acupoints are all microcosms; among them, 120 each contain a primordial golden elixir.

Each one is formed from the most primordial chaotic power, its quality and power terrifying. With just a nod, he could instantly shatter the barrier between immortals and mortals and attain godhood.

He suppressed his impulse and sat quietly to deduce the situation.

We will dissect, compare, and integrate the myriad attack methods revealed by the chicken-killing system one by one.

The system formed from the Treasure Basin has countless attack methods, like the sands of the Ganges.

For a full two weeks, apart from occasionally cooking, he devoted himself entirely to it.

"I've finally finished studying the attack methods in the system."

He got up, straightened his clothes, and took his family to Baoshan Farm.

The hillside is covered with flowers and fruits, brimming with vitality.

The ridges of the fields meander, the lake surface glistens, and fish, shrimp, and crabs dart about endlessly in the water.

Fishing, barbecuing, fruit picking – the whole family was busy and enjoying themselves.

Eight-year-old Lin Wanqian and Lin Wankun are already experienced anglers, never letting go of their fishing rods and never missing a bait.

Lin Wanjie, Lin Wanyu, and the other children squatted on the shore, watching eagerly.

"Mom, I want to go fishing too!" Lin Xiaoli tugged at Ren Tingting's sleeve and shook it.

"Okay, Mom will stay with you." Ren Tingting smiled and handed over the fishing rod.

"Dad, I want to go fishing!" Lin Xiaoyun ran towards Lin Quan.

"Dad's busy, Mom'll take care of you," Ren Zhuzhu replied.

"Mom doesn't know how to fish!" Lin Xiaoyun turned and ran away. "I'll go find Grandpa!"

She ran towards Lin Weijun, her back view resembling a small whirlwind.

Lin Quan looked at his relatives laughing and joking all over the courtyard... The elders sat idly, his wife and children chattered, and wisps of smoke rose from the chimney... A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

This is more reassuring than breaking through to a higher realm.

The territory of China has long since expanded far beyond its former boundaries. In the main universe, Venus and Jupiter are both considered Chinese territory.

The worlds of Mr. Zombie, Iron Man, and Storm Riders—these three worlds, which are attached to the main universe, all have Chinese settlements.

China, once a vast and densely populated land, is now sparsely populated.

More than two billion Chinese people are scattered across Venus, Jupiter, Earth, and three subordinate worlds... naturally causing a sharp drop in population density.

In the villa atop Hunyuan Mountain, Lin Quan, wearing an apron, prepared lunch.

Both the meat and vegetable dishes possess a spiritual quality, shimmering faintly when placed on the table.

The rice is steamed from spirit rice, and the wine is brewed from spirit rice.

Since the release of Lingmi Wine, he has given away all the special-supply wines issued by Huaxia Industrial Group.

The specially supplied wine that ordinary people can't even get their hands on is not even a supporting character on this table.

After dinner, the children ran out of the house and chased each other around in the playground.

Chen Shiyan, Liu Qian, Nie Xiaoyu, and Ren Tingting sat around under the pavilion, some playing cards, others playing mahjong. The stakes weren't high; they just wanted to have some fun.

After dinner, Lin Quan drove back to the village with a car full of people.

"The energy stored in the treasure basin is not enough; we have to refine it ourselves."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was no longer in the same spot... He had teleported out of the solar system.

Before long, a bluish-gray gourd took shape, its entire body flowing with immortal patterns. After passing through three heavenly tribulations, its radiance became restrained, and it steadily settled into the category of low-grade divine artifacts.

This gourd can absorb the power of the sun, moon, and stars, refining it into a liquid with a bluish-green luster, integrating life and the element of wood into one.

Lin Quan used his blood to bind the gourd to its master, then casually tossed it aside. The gourd landed on the roof of the villa, hanging silently.

A few days later, he took it down and used the green liquid to water the peach tree, the enlightenment tea tree, the yellow plum tree, and the Kunlun divine tree.

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The tree trunk sprouts new branches, the crown grows wildly, the roots penetrate deep into the mountain rocks, and the leaves are thick and glossy.

"At this rate, it will cover the entire mountain in just a few months."

He raised his hand and made a gesture, causing the entire mountain to tremble slightly. Several large trees silently shifted, their spacing widened, and their branches and leaves no longer overlapped.

"We have tea, we have wine, let's plant some tobacco."

The thought arose, and his divine sense swept across thousands of miles away, causing thousands of top-quality tobacco seedlings to be uprooted and fall onto the southern slope of Hunyuan Mountain.

The mountain's spiritual energy permeates the leaves day and night, causing them to grow thicker and thicker, with a faint bluish halo emanating from their veins.

With a light tap of his fingertip, the nicotine in all the plants quietly decomposed without leaving a trace.

The spirit rice was ripe, its golden ears drooping low. With a thought, he sent the entire rice paddy into his spatial ring; with another sweep, the newly turned soil surged like waves, and the rice seeds scattered and neatly settled into the earth.

The amphibious armored vehicle drove out of the garage, and Lin Quan went door to door to deliver spirit rice, spirit rice wine, several kinds of pickled spirit beast meat and dried mountain mushrooms to his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

His phone rang twice, and he dialed Wang Zhennan's number.

Specialized for tobacco, alcohol, and tea? That's nothing new anymore.

The current inventory can last for a while, and the Lingyan production line has been scheduled to be put into operation.

"Land prices are currently low. Baoshan Farm only has 50,000 mu (approximately 3,333 hectares), so let's take another 50,000 mu (approximately 3,333 hectares)."

The original employees have all left... some moved their whole families to Mars, and some have gone to Mars too.

The robots that move around the farm now are all intelligent robots with silver-gray shells, moving nimbly and silently.

Lin Quan drove into the city that day, signed the contract, and all 100,000 mu of land were granted permanent use rights.

Agriculture is exempt from taxes, and industrial taxes are as thin as a sheet of paper.

Today, the bulk of China's tax revenue comes from imports and exports and transit taxes.

A fee is collected when goods enter or leave Earth; when goods are shipped to Saturn, Mars, the Mr. Zombie world, the Storm Riders world, or the Iron Man world, taxes are deducted at each level according to the destination's tax rate.

Daily tax revenue often exceeds 100 billion yuan.

Warehouses were overflowing with gold and silver, prompting a corresponding upgrade in the monetary system...

The WanJie Coin has been launched, using purely electronic settlement. It is issued by WanJie Communications Company and jointly regulated by China and the People's Republic of China.

Tony Stark can counterfeit banknotes, and Nick Fury can hack into any banking system, but the underlying key to the Multiverse Currency is held only by a mere novice at the level of a Cosmic Master.

It cannot be faked, it cannot be forged, and it cannot collapse.

Even if the system lags one day, the shelves will still be full, the granaries will still be full, and no one will panic.

After staying at home for a few more days, Lin Quan tore open a space and entered the Iron Man world.

In a good mood, he casually set up a fully automated production line for super serum.

The technology has already been thoroughly honed in the world of fantasy variety shows; now it's just a matter of turning blueprints into reality.

The Star Kingdom and the Main Universe have long been strategic allies.

Stryker's Wolverine transformation project and Ross's giantification project are enjoying bilateral technology sharing and resource allocation.

But Lin Quan has a scale in his heart...

In the main universe, China will always be number one.

He stayed at the Lin Family Manor for three days. When he left, he didn't take any luggage. He only handed over a production line and five core technologies: Insight Serum, Demigod Serum, Superman Serum, Telekinesis Serum, and Super Soldier Serum to Wang Zhennan.