Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Lin Quan and the other two blurted out, "Zhu Qing, be careful!"

That's right, the one that beast was staring at was Zhu Zhuqing!

It was as if some kind of bloodline was pulling her, causing it to lock onto her at a glance, ignoring the other three and heading straight for her!

Just as Qiao Jingjing said, this soul beast is indeed the most suitable prey for Zhu Zhuqing;

Conversely, the Netherworld Power within Zhu Zhuqing's body is an invaluable tonic for it!

Devouring her will not only boost one's cultivation level, but may even trigger a leap in one's own bloodline back to its ancestral form!

Swish-!

In the blink of an eye, the four of them sprang up almost simultaneously!

Zhu Zhuqing lightly touched the ground with her toes, and a thick black mist rose around her. Her whole body disappeared into the shadows like an ink droplet falling into water.

Wang Yuyan flicked her wrist, and the Frost Sword shot out, a fierce sword light wrapped in icy frost, slashing fiercely at the black shadow!

Qiao Jingjing acted swiftly and decisively, her immense spiritual pressure crashing down on the soul beast in an instant.

Lin Quan's body was crackling with lightning, and blue-white arcs of electricity shot out, making him seem like a thunder sword drawn from its sheath.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The four attacks tore through the air and, almost simultaneously, all struck the soul beast's body.

Deafening explosions rang out one after another, causing the earth to tremble.

The ferocious creature, resembling a cheetah, entirely black, and shrouded in a chilling black mist, was instantly engulfed by the storm of attacks!

Before they could even meet for three breaths, it staggered and fell to the ground, its skin torn and its breath ragged like a candle flickering in the wind.

Qiao Jingjing's eyes narrowed slightly, her mind settled, and an invisible mental force surged suddenly, pressing down hard like a giant iron hand!

The soul beast was immediately pressed firmly into the ground, its limbs twitching, its roar stuck in its throat, unable to move an inch.

"Bamboo Purity—"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhu Zhuqing had already transformed into a shadowy figure and shot through the air, leaving only a trace behind her.

The next instant, she stood before the soul beast, a cold light flashing from her fingertips.

"Netherworld Hundred Claws!"

With a twist of her waist, her arms shot out like a ghost, and her only second spirit ring suddenly lit up, its light flowing like water over her fingertips—

In an instant, his two hands transformed into menacing claws, accompanied by a piercing shriek, and ruthlessly tore down!

puff!

The blood mist exploded with a roar, and the hideous head was shattered by a single claw, with red and white blood splattering everywhere!

Only now did the true form of this soul beast truly reveal itself:

It wasn't a leopard, but a civet cat, entirely black with gleaming eyes, its fur as black as ink, and its tail tip subtly swirling with dark stripes.

It was none other than a Netherworld Spirit Cat at its peak of 30,000 years, approaching 40,000 years!

"This... how come it's so incredibly similar to Sister Zhuqing's martial spirit?"

Beside Zhu Zhuqing's corpse, Qiao Jingjing stared at the headless mutilated body, raised an eyebrow, exchanged a glance with Wang Yuyan, and blurted out.

"The Netherworld Cat at the Forty Thousand Year Threshold".

"Before my martial soul awakened, this was its original form."

Before she could finish speaking, black energy surged and rose from the corpse, suddenly gathering, compressing, and solidifying a meter above the ground.

A spirit ring, as black as ink with dark gold patterns along its edges, slowly took shape and floated in mid-air.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at it and said calmly, "This ring is just what I need."

Lin Quan immediately nodded: "Go ahead and inhale, we'll protect you."

"Don't worry, with us here, no one can bother you."

Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan agreed in unison, their expressions resolute.

Zhu Zhuqing said no more, stepped back a few paces, sat cross-legged, formed a mudra with her hands, and guided the ring into her body.

Swish!

The black ring landed lightly, steadily encircling her head, then slowly sank down, like water into sand, quietly merging into her back.

While she closed her eyes to practice her internal energy, Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan kept a close watch on their surroundings while whispering in hushed tones.

"This spirit ring is strange... I can't even figure out its origin."

"The more I look at it, the more sinister it seems; it doesn't look like something an ordinary soul beast could transform into."

"Fortunately, I practice the Formless Divine Skill, which can refine away impurities and turn them into my own—others would probably not even dare to touch it."

Lin Quan listened to the two whispering, his lips twitching slightly, feeling both amused and exasperated.

In fact, it's not just them. Even the native Soul Masters of this continent, if they counted on their fingers, might not be able to explain exactly how they obtained their Soul Rings.

Only he knew in his heart: this was not some natural creation, but clearly the mark of rules set by those 'gods' in the high heavens!

The three waited quietly for less than half an incense stick's time—

The black ring that had flickered on Zhu Zhuqing's body had completely sunk into her body, leaving no trace of its presence.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes, a fleeting glint of light flashing in them.

Lin Quan and the other two immediately looked up at them.

"how?"

"The ring is nearly 40,000 years old, and it's incredibly easy to suck in."

"The new soul skill is incredibly powerful—it instantly doubles your combat power, with no cooldown, no time limit, and no backlash."

She spoke slowly and clearly, explaining the effects of the soul skill in detail.

"hiss……"

At that moment, Lin Quan and the other two were all stunned, their throats tightened, and they subconsciously held their breath.

猛！

This soul skill is so ferocious it's absolutely terrifying!

Doubling combat power – not a fake buff, but a real, substantial, and hardcore enhancement!

Compared to those fancy killing moves, it's more like a handy knife, directly stabbing the vital points of combat power!

With Wang Yuyan as a living martial arts manual, they never lacked offensive techniques; what they lacked was the "real skill" that could support their own foundation in one go.

……

But this soul skill is even more domineering than forbidden demonic arts!

Once those evil techniques are activated, the consequences range from mild burns to mental breakdown, with dire consequences.

It is clean and efficient—no backlash, no time limit, and no hidden worries!

As long as the true energy is not depleted, the increase will be as stable as a rock!

Apart from a very few soul skills that touch upon the rules of heaven and earth

For Lin Quan and his group of four, these kinds of amplification soul skills are practically like a walking cheat code, their trump card!

Just as everyone was calming down, Wang Yuyan's gaze suddenly sharpened.

Her gaze suddenly fixed on the corpse of the ghostly cat, and she blurted out, "There's something inside the corpse...!"

Before the words were even finished, a word flashed through Lin Quan and Zhu Zhuqing's minds like lightning—

Soul Bone!

Before they could even lift their feet, Qiao Jingjing's fingertips trembled slightly, and her mental energy was already reaching out in fine threads.

Swish!

A white shadow burst forth from the corpse, hovering in mid-air—

Its entire surface is smooth and lustrous like jade, shimmering with a warm light, as if the entire bone has been bathed in moonlight, exuding a heavy, noble aura...

It is the soul bone that everyone in the martial spirit world covets and is known as the "Blood River Treasure"!

Qiao Jingjing held the bone in her palm, examining it repeatedly, her fingertips gently tracing the surface to confirm there was nothing unusual before she looked up and asked, "Is this the soul bone you mentioned?"

"That's right, left leg bone, in excellent condition."

"The very first soul beast dropped a soul bone! What incredible luck!"

The four men's eyes met, the firelight reflecting in their eyes, bright but not scorching.

There was curiosity and amazement, but not a trace of lust.

In the outside world, this ten-thousand-year-old soul bone would be enough to cause major sects to tear each other apart and cause bloodshed.