Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Lin Quan spent more than half an hour on the second floor of the library before choosing a book called "Nine Revolutions True Scripture".

"Nine Transformations of True Qi, no attribute, that's it."

After reading it several times, I have memorized the entire text.

"Don't bite off more than you can chew; learn one more subject."

After a moment's thought, he silently learned the "Phantom Movement Technique".

Pure Yang Gong is a practice that combines internal and external cultivation. By practicing the Nine Revolutions True Scripture, one's true qi undergoes a transformation layer by layer, becoming thicker and thicker with each practice. Tempering the body will naturally follow, and external skills can be put on hold for now.

"Grasshopper" is only good at straight-line attacks and his dodging is clumsy. If he had been a little more agile, he wouldn't have been hit by Wu Jiacun's sword.

The concepts of sword intent and fist intent sound mysterious, but he has only just grasped the basics, and his use of them is merely for show.

After repeatedly reciting the two techniques to confirm their accuracy, Lin Quan turned and went downstairs.

Yellow-rank demon slayers only need to complete ten missions a year.

"First, train diligently within the company for six months before venturing out on official business."

After changing his lodgings and receiving better food, Lin Quan resumed his arduous cultivation.

After three days, the "Phantom Movement Technique" had reached the first level.

This method is divided into nine levels, and with each level you advance, you gain an additional afterimage.

"I dedicate two hours each day to practicing body techniques, and spend the rest of my time practicing the Nine Revolutions True Scripture."

When he practiced this scripture, he seemed to be in perfect harmony with it, and his progress was astonishingly fast.

In less than a month, the ninth floor was full.

"With all the meridians and acupoints open, if it weren't for the fact that the pure yang true qi is still lacking in refinement, I'm afraid I could reach the ninth level within three days."

"The innate inner energy has been formed, only the outer energy is yet to be condensed."

After cultivating the Pure Yang Technique for several cycles, his true energy has been repeatedly refined and transformed nine times, returning to its peak and becoming even more substantial than before.

This pure, extremely yang energy, if it circulates through the yin meridians for one cycle, although its quantity decreases, its quality becomes refined... It condenses without dissipating, and its sharpness is unstoppable.

Lin Quan cleared his mind of distractions and unleashed his pure Yang energy to temper his tendons, refine his bones, forge his flesh, cleanse his skin, and nourish his internal organs, sparing no effort whatsoever.

When the true energy is exhausted, one must immediately begin to cultivate again; when it is full again, one must temper it once more.

This energy is naturally designed to subdue demons and suppress evil. After nine transformations, it becomes even more potent against strange and monstrous attacks.

After three months of seclusion, he reached the seventh level of the Illusionary Body Technique and achieved perfect harmony with the Innate External Force.

"My cultivation is stuck here, as immovable as a mountain. I might as well temper my temper and test the limits of that cheat system."

He took out the dagger he had bought and made a cut on his left forearm.

The pain came suddenly and fiercely, like a red-hot iron rod piercing straight into my brain.

He gritted his teeth, counted his breaths, and endured the pain for a full five or six minutes before it suddenly vanished, as if it had never existed.

I looked up and saw... the bleeding had stopped, the skin had healed, and there wasn't even a faint scar left.

Lin Quan paused, then muttered to himself, "Such a deep cut, and it's all gone in less than ten minutes?"

Another cut, deeper, a diagonal slash on the outside of the right arm.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, his back soaked in cold sweat, but within minutes the wound was completely healed.

He felt relieved and simply took the knife and slashed his body repeatedly, leaving dozens of cuts of varying lengths crisscrossing his chest and back.

He was writhing in excruciating pain, veins bulging on his forehead, but he didn't utter a single sound.

"Even the deepest wound can heal in just ten minutes."

"No matter how many wounds I have, as long as my hands and feet don't go weak and my strength doesn't wane, the knife is still the same knife."

"If someone else gets hit by it, they'll bleed profusely and won't even be able to lie still..."

One cut after another, each wound a healing one.

Thousands upon thousands of cuts and heals have forged his will into iron.

"Unfortunately, this skill can't help with breakthroughs in offensive techniques."

"No matter how badly I'm injured, I can recover in the blink of an eye... What am I afraid of?"

Once the mind is calm, the courage grows. He gathers his inner energy and focuses his energy on the most difficult meridians to clear.

It's not afraid of breaking, cracking, or exploding; it just keeps crashing, crushing, and pouring.

When the pure Yang true energy tempers the body, it becomes increasingly violent, like molten lava wrapped in lightning, surging and roaring within the flesh and blood.

"This cheat code... is it really immortal?"

"With this foundation, what's the point of talking about gradual progress?"

"Clashing attack methods? Let them clash! After all, rotten things can grow back, and broken things can be repaired."

"Yang energy is most effective against evil, so let's practice freely!"

With all distracting thoughts swept away, Lin Quan channeled his internal energy like a wildfire, burning and refining fiercely.

The meridians, as thin as hair, are rapidly expanded and strengthened under the repeated cleansing of true qi;

The originally loose bones, thin and fragile skin, and delicate internal organs have quietly developed a solid strength with each impact.

"There are only six months left, and I haven't submitted a single task yet."

He exhaled a breath of stale air and accepted ten bounty missions in one go.

"I'd slay ten Nether-level monsters... and I'd even dare to touch a Vengeful-level one."

At this point, Lin Quan had reached the peak of the Innate Realm, possessing ample confidence and a strong backbone.

Those excruciating pains had forged his spirit into something sharper than a blade.

Strange creatures are adept at attacking the soul, but once the soul is as solid as a rock, no amount of illusion can penetrate it.

"The intent in the sword and the intent in the fist are at least ten times stronger."

The stronger one's will and the deeper one's mind, the more powerful one's strikes.

In the past six months, he has fainted from pain countless times, but he has pulled himself back to his senses... His temperament has changed more than tenfold.

He unfolded the map, circled the first location, and set off.

Their strength has increased, their steps have become more steady, and their eyes have become brighter.

With his sword in hand, Lin Quan headed straight for Fanjiacun Village.

"Fanjia Village is similar to Wujia Village... The people are frozen, the ghosts are hiding, just waiting for the knife to fall."

With a flash of light, blood spurted three feet from the demon's neck; illuminated by the faint light of the Qingling Jade Pendant, the monster's true form was revealed.

With another swing of the blade, it vanished without a trace, leaving only a wisp of smoke dissipating in the wind.

"Pure Yang True Qi, it can really kill a Netherworld-level being instantly."

He kicked aside a few mummified corpses and turned to rush to the second location.

It's another village, another zombie, and another eerie creature hiding on the beams of the ancestral hall.

One slash cuts down demons, another cuts down monsters—clean and efficient.

Three tasks were completed in one day.

The following afternoon, after completing six orders, he found a small inn to rest.

"The remaining four, we'll set off tomorrow morning and finish them in one day."

He unfolded the map, glanced at it, then sat cross-legged, placed the knife across his knees, and silently circulated his Pure Yang Skill.

The Yang-attribute true energy circulates continuously within the body, warm and persistent, silently and without a sound.

After a peaceful night, we ate breakfast and headed straight for Zhangjiazhuang.

"Shen Changqing... if they were to meet now, it would be hard to say who would win and who would lose."

Relying on his immortality, Lin Quan trained like crazy for half a year, and his whole body seemed to have been reforged... full of energy, vigorous and energetic.

Humans have three treasures: essence, energy, and spirit. Essence is the body, energy is the driving force, and spirit is the foundation.

A strong spirit leads to a firm will; a firm will leads to a stable soul.

Spirit and will both originate from this.

He didn't report to the Tianchawei, nor did he try to get in touch with the county magistrate or the head constable; he went straight to the next hunting ground.

The moment the demon pounced, the blade was already at his throat; the moment the monster revealed itself, the blade was already at his face.

As dusk approached, the tenth contract was completed and signed. Lin Quan found a grove of trees and sat down against one of them.

Monsters are classified into levels, with the Nether level being the lowest and the Wraith level being the next; all those he killed were Nether level.

"In this world, strange things roam everywhere, and demons are everywhere... Keeping a secret weapon is the key to survival."

He leaned against an old tree, closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing, using rest as a substitute for relaxation.

"Roar..." The roar of a wild beast tore through the night.

In a short while, three gray wolves darted out of the forest, their fangs bared, and charged straight at them.

With a flash of light, blood spurted out.

Lin Quan swiftly traveled ten miles under the moonlight and found a secluded corner to rest.

The smell of blood attracts wolves and ghosts, and may even bring demons and monsters.

He wasn't afraid, he was just being cautious.

Even though he can now easily suppress evil spirits of the vengeful level, he is not arrogant.