Courtyard House: The Cultivation System Takes Me Flying

Night slowly enveloped the capital, and the lights in the courtyards lit up one by one. The faint glow emanating from the spirit field illuminated the entire courtyard, making it look like a fairyland. Qin Lindong sat inside, meditating with his eyes closed. The spiritual energy of the fifth-order spirit valley slowly circulated within his body, nourishing his immortal body, and his cultivation steadily improved.

His spiritual sense gently spread out, instantly covering the entire courtyard. Every room, every person's actions and thoughts appeared clearly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Bugui was doing accounts under the lamp, his notebook filled with the odds and ends of daily expenses. But now, his calculating mind had faded considerably. He no longer schemed against his neighbors, no longer tried to take advantage of them; he simply recorded his daily expenses with a peaceful smile on his face. The spiritual energy had nourished his mind and body, smoothing out his sharp and mean edges.

Liu Haizhong sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), staring blankly at the fertile fields outside the window. The official prestige, power, and his son's future that had once filled his mind had all vanished. He finally understood that after a lifetime of fighting and struggling, nothing was more important than a peaceful life, good health, and harmonious relationships with neighbors.

He Yuzhu was tidying up the kitchen, humming a little tune, thinking about making a nice meal for Qin Lindong tomorrow. He felt comfortable and content.

The Jia family's residence, located in the far corner of the courtyard, remained lifeless and gloomy.

Madam Jia lay on the dilapidated bed, her body emaciated, her face sallow, too weak even to turn over. She had once been a tantrum-throwing, unreasonable, and insatiable woman, turning the courtyard upside down, exploiting Qin Huairu to the point of misery, and spoiling Jia Dongxu rotten. But now, bedridden and neglected, she couldn't even get a hot meal. Her former arrogance had vanished without a trace, leaving only weak groans, so faint they were almost inaudible.

Jia Dongxu sat on the edge of the bed, head down, chain-smoking cheap cigarettes. The smoke swirled around him, but couldn't dispel the numbness and despair on his face. He used to live a selfish and pathetic life, relying on his mother's tantrums and Qin Huairu's scheming to freeload in the courtyard, hoping to depend on Yi Zhonghai for his old age. After offending Qin Lindong, he lost face, reputation, and all his support, becoming the lowest of the low in the courtyard, lacking even the courage to look people in the eye. He had thought of revenge, of causing trouble, but every time he saw Qin Lindong's calm eyes, he trembled, unable to muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

Qin Huairu was squatting by the stove, boiling some scavenged vegetable leaves. The pot was dry, the broth watery and bitter. Three children huddled in the corner, emaciated and pale, their eyes vacant, too weak even to cry. The Qin Huairu of the past was shrewd and calculating, adept at using her advantages to gain small advantages, manipulating He Yuzhu completely, and seeing Qin Lindong as a target to climb up, her mind filled with thoughts of getting something for nothing. But now, she had completely accepted reality. Qin Lindong was no longer someone she could look up to; the gap between them was like an insurmountable chasm.

She went out every day to collect vegetable scraps, scrimping and saving to support her family, living a humble and difficult life. Her former petty thoughts, schemes, and unrealistic fantasies were shattered completely in the face of harsh reality.

His spiritual senses saw everything about the Jia family clearly. In Qin Lindong's heart, there was no hatred, no anger, and no pleasure in revenge.

He was already a Foundation Establishment cultivator, with an indestructible physical body, extraordinary spiritual consciousness, and a mind that had long transcended the mortal realm. The actions of the Jia family were nothing more than the foolish deeds of petty mortals, and to him now, they didn't even have the right to anger him.

The past grudges had long since vanished as his cultivation improved.

Yi Zhonghai was placed under surveillance, Jia Dongxu became despondent, Jia Zhangshi fell ill, Qin Huairu resigned herself to her fate, and all those in the courtyard who had targeted, schemed against, and made things difficult for him received their due punishment.

It wasn't that Qin Lindong was ruthless; rather, it was they themselves who gradually walked into the abyss.

At this moment, He Yuzhu, carrying a steaming bowl of spirit grain porridge, walked to Qin Lindong's door:

"Brother, here's some freshly made spirit porridge, have some."

Qin Lindong opened his eyes, took the bowl of porridge, looked in the direction of the Jia family, and spoke calmly:

"Send them a bowl."

He Yuzhu was taken aback for a moment, then understood and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

He turned around, ladled out a bowl of spirit grain porridge, and headed towards the Jia family's house.

The four members of the Jia family were stunned when they saw He Yuzhu approaching.

Qin Huairu quickly stood up, flustered and at a loss, her eyes filled with apprehension and unease. She thought He Yuzhu had come to mock them, after all, they had schemed against He Yuzhu and offended Qin Lindong.

He Yuzhu handed over the bowl of porridge, his tone indifferent:

"Manager Lin gave these to you; drink them while they're hot."

Qin Huairu trembled, tears welling up in her eyes instantly. Her hands trembled as she took the bowl of porridge, choking back sobs and unable to utter a single word.

"Thank you... thank you, Manager Lin... thank you, Master He..."

Jia Dongxu raised his head, looking at the bowl of spiritual grain porridge that exuded spiritual energy and fragrance. His eyes were slightly red, and his heart was filled with regret. If he hadn't offended Qin Lindong back then, if he had behaved himself, his family wouldn't have ended up like this today.

As Jia Zhangshi lay in bed, she smelled the aroma of porridge and struggled to open her eyes. In her cloudy gaze, a trace of emotion finally appeared—guilt and regret, but it was too late to undo the damage.

The three children smelled the aroma and couldn't help but swallow hard, but dared not go forward to compete for it.

A bowl of Linggu porridge, though not much, was enough for them to feel the long-lost warmth and fullness.

Qin Huairu carefully divided the porridge into four portions, feeding each family member a mouthful.

As the spirit porridge entered their stomachs, the warm spiritual energy nourished their withered bodies. Their originally weak bodies gained a bit of strength, and their sallow and emaciated faces regained some color.

This bowl of porridge is not charity, nor pity, but Qin Lindong's complete settlement of past grievances.

From then on, all grudges were settled, and there were no more entanglements.

Qin Lindong sat inside the house, sensing the regret and gratitude in the hearts of the four members of the Jia family, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Extraordinary people do not argue with ordinary people, nor do they make enemies with petty people. Only by letting go of the past can they cultivate themselves in peace.

[Ding! The host has settled all grudges in the courtyard, achieving a state of perfect peace and clarity!]

[Reward: Foundation Establishment Realm Level 2 progress +3%! Current progress: 60%!]

[Unlock Mindset Buff: Worldly troubles no longer disturb the mind, cultivation speed slightly increased!]

As the system notification faded, Qin Lindong felt even calmer.

The feud between the residents of the courtyard house has finally come to a complete end.

The Jia family lived out their lives peacefully and law-abiding; Yi Zhonghai underwent labor reform and remained undisturbed; Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong let go of their obsessions and enjoyed a stable life.

The entire courtyard was now free of chaos and intrigue, only peace and tranquility remained.

Qin Lindong closed his eyes again and focused on his cultivation.

The spiritual energy of the fifth-order spirit valley surged within his body, his cultivation steadily improved, and the bottleneck of the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm had begun to loosen.

With worldly grudges settled, he will now devote himself entirely to cultivation, break through his current realm, and embark on a broader path to transcendence.

The courtyard house is his haven, his foundation, and he will become its eternal guardian.

May peace and tranquility prevail, and may we be free from worries and rivals.