Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Her sword has cut through wind, frost, snow and rain, and her path has traversed thousands of mountains and valleys. How could it be the ink marks of someone else's pen?

"No, no, no, Sister Hanyi has misunderstood!"

Wang Yuyan hurriedly waved her hand, her tone urgent: "I didn't mean you're fake... I meant..."

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't bring myself to say them.

When she first heard about this, wasn't she also dizzy and disoriented? It was only thanks to Lin Quan and Qiao Jingjing's detailed analysis and explanation that she was able to calm down.

She has long since broken free from the old ways—from the day she met Lin Quan, her destiny was no longer written by others.

But could she explain all this intricacies clearly? For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

"Sister Jingjing, Brother Quan...you two should do it."

She turned around and looked directly at Lin Quan and Qiao Jingjing, her eyes full of pleading.

Seeing the slight sweat on her forehead and her flustered appearance, Lin Quan and Qiao Jingjing exchanged a smile and then stood up.

Lin Quan led Wang Yuyan to sit down, then solemnly met Li Hanyi's gaze:

"Let me speak, Snow Moon Sword Immortal."

"I can't explain the specific reasons..."

"We only know that in your realm, due to some circumstance that we cannot yet fathom,"

"It quietly reflected other worlds—like a bronze mirror that was accidentally lifted, reflecting each other."

"Through their analysis and summarization, they've compiled information about what happened in your world..."

"It could be adapted into a novel, or staged, and then disseminated to other dimensions..."

Lin Quan explained the whole story in a few words, and Li Hanyi seemed to be enlightened. Her eyes lit up, and she frowned slightly, nodding as if she understood.

Seeing her thoughtful yet unable to grasp the key point, Lin Quan didn't wait for her to ask further and changed the subject:

"As for the Snow Moon Sword Immortals—and the customs and culture of your world, I happen to know a little about them."

Before Li Hanyi could finish speaking, Qiao Jingjing and Wang Yuyan's gazes swept over Zhu Zhuqing, looking her up and down before quickly shifting to Li Hanyi, their eyes clearly brimming with barely suppressed curiosity.

Although the three women were busy with their own affairs in their respective realms, after signing the contract, they spent most of their time by Lin Quan's side. As time went by, they gradually got to know the ways of the main world. Qiao Jingjing, in particular, came from a post-apocalyptic wasteland, and the main world in her eyes was just like her homeland decades ago—although the details were different, the general trend and historical context were almost identical.

Logically speaking, in the era in which Lin Quan lived, even popular novels were still rather subtle, let alone the overwhelming number of dramas in later generations; the world of martial arts in which Wang Yuyan lived was simply not a story that could have been born in this era.

On Zhu Zhuqing's side, Qiao Jingjing had already searched through all the classics and old files, but she couldn't find a single book that was even remotely related to her!

Now another Snow Moon Sword Immortal, Li Hanyi, has appeared—still nowhere to be found, and unheard of.

They wondered to themselves: Where did Lin Quan hear these secrets from?

Lin Quan immediately saw through the suspicion in their expressions and sighed silently in his heart.

"Never mind, never mind..."

"Since we're family, hiding things from each other will only create distance."

He gestured gently to the four women, and only after they were all seated did he speak slowly:

"I am not a native of this world..."

"To be precise, it was through the time-space mirror that I accidentally fell into this world."

"It wasn't until before I made the contract with Qiao Jingjing that my past life memories truly awakened and merged."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the four faces.

Qiao Jingjing remained calm, a knowing smile even appearing at the corner of her mouth, as if the answer had been lingering in her heart for a long time.

Wang Yuyan and Zhu Zhuqing suddenly opened their eyes wide, their breaths catching in their throats; Li Hanyi, who had just signed the contract, stood frozen in place, her fingertips unconsciously clenching her sleeves.

Qiao Jingjing wasn't surprised because she had already noticed something amiss—Lin Quan's tone of voice, the rhythm of his gestures, the occasional unfamiliar words he uttered, and even his incongruous sense of detachment, were all out of place with his surroundings. Furthermore, the Time-Space Mirror's ability to connect all worlds convinced her that this person before her was definitely not from this world.

Lin Quan had always avoided the topic, subtly circumventing it whenever it came up. That's why she had remained silent, waiting for the truth to come out.

Now that he has taken the initiative to lift this veil, although it differs slightly from her guess, the general direction is exactly the same.

Lin Quan withdrew his gaze, his tone turning serious:

"The stories of Zhu Zhuqing and Li Hanyi all come from my memories of my previous life."

Finally, he shook his head with a wry smile: "It's that simple."

After finishing speaking about himself, he changed the subject, his gaze settling steadily on Li Hanyi's face:

"The world of Han Yi is a realm of advanced martial arts, even reaching the threshold of immortal martial arts..."

"Among the four of us, I'm afraid only Zhu Zhuqing possesses the Martial Soul Continent."

"It can barely be compared to it."

The Martial Soul Continent is ultimately a fantasy world. Even if the power of the Title Douluos varies and the cultivation system is rudimentary, it is still a true fantasy world!

That kid's Xuan Tian Gong allowed him to rise from a Soul Master all the way to the God King realm!

The hidden weapon was thrown, and even a god was almost killed on the spot!

It is evident that the cultivation system of this Martial Soul World is far too weak, with a severely unstable foundation.

However, on the other hand, the status of this realm is indeed far higher than that of ordinary realms.

Speaking of Title Douluo alone—with each level advancement, lifespan increases by a hundred years; reaching the level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo, one can theoretically live for a thousand years!

Looking at the world where Li Hanyi lives, although there are immortals, they are extremely difficult to reach.

One must either risk their life to ascend to the upper realm or comprehend the long-lost secrets of immortality to barely unlock the door to eternal life.

Although the surface combat strength of the Martial Soul Continent appears weak,

But the true gods in the divine realm are not to be underestimated!

The difference between a level 100 deity and a titled powerhouse below level 100 is like heaven and earth—the former can tear apart the void with a wave of their hand and shatter star trails with a stomp of their foot, while the latter cannot even withstand the aftershocks of their aura.

If you threw a god of level 100 or higher from the Martial Soul world into Li Hanyi's world...

He's at least at the level of a being who has traveled to the Mystic Realm!

With a single thought, one can stir up the tides of heaven and earth; with a wave of the hand, the laws manifest; offense and defense are both at one's whim.

Lin Quan didn't waste any time and immediately explained the general structure of Li Hanyi's world in detail.

When he mentioned Li Changsheng and Li Xinyue,

Li Hanyi's face, which was usually as cold as frost, showed a slight ripple, like a gentle breeze passing over an ice surface.

After finishing his narration, Lin Quan turned his gaze to her: "What age are you in now?"

Although he could roughly deduce Li Hanyi's age from her appearance, he only knew a vague outline.

Li Hanyi met his gaze without hesitation: "The Demonic Sect's eastern expedition ended less than two years ago."

Lin Quan quickly calculated in his mind and instantly locked onto the key time point—

There are still a full ten years until the main characters make their appearance and the curtain rises!

No wonder she still looked a bit naive; she looked to be only in her early twenties.

When Lin Quan stopped talking, the scene fell silent instantly, as if the air had frozen.

He leaned back in his chair, lounging like a cat sunbathing.