Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

After this tempering, he will be reborn—he may not become a god, but reaching the level of a peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine is no longer a pipe dream.

Moreover, he has always been a loner and has no connection with any faction.

Lin Quan was intent on seizing this opportunity to recruit this master of poison as an ally, making him their sharpest hidden blade on the Martial Soul Continent.

In the future, as Lin Quan's reach expands and his influence deepens, this blade will only become brighter with each passing moment.

Compared to the martial world Wang Yuyan came from, or even the Snow Moon Sword Domain that Li Hanyi set foot in,

This Martial Soul World is merely a transit point for Lin Quan and his companions to stop and catch their breath!

But ironically, it carried an astonishing weight for Lin Quan and his group.

The first one is the post-apocalyptic wasteland that Qiao Jingjing guards—the zombies that roam there and the crystal cores that condense after they die have long become their lifeline for survival!

That's no ordinary inanimate object; it's the essence of a zombie, refined hundreds of times and compressed into a single point—a true gift from nature. We can't do without it now, and even if we eventually enter the immortal realm and knock on the door of the cultivation world, this crystal core will still be our ballast, our spark, and the key to breaking through to higher realms!

Then there's this world of martial spirits before us—it seems absurd on the surface, but the cultivation of a soul master is fraught with peril, and a slight misstep can lead to the destruction of one's soul.

But it is precisely because of its strangeness that it holds profound secrets; it is precisely because of its danger that it contains extraordinary abilities!

What if it's a beast martial soul that awakens? Once Lin Quan and the others advance in their cultivation levels, they can guide it back into their bodies and forge it into their innate bloodline talent!

If it's a weapon spirit? That would be even better—it can be directly nurtured into a natal treasure, cultivated alongside its master, and grows stronger with each battle!

As for those rings of soul and those soul skills? The longer the years, the deeper the refinement, and what ultimately transforms into them is not techniques, but supernatural instincts etched into one's very bones!

If we can bring Dugu Bo, a titled Douluo, under our command, we won't always need Zhu Zhuqing to show her face in the future.

With a seasoned powerhouse standing in the open, whose every stomp shakes the surrounding area, who would dare to point fingers? Who would dare to easily offer a dissent?

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Quan's eyes flickered, and his gaze quietly swept over the four women: "What do you think of these spiritual plants in the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire?"

Upon seeing this, Qiao Jingjing and Zhu Zhuqing shook their heads almost simultaneously.

These magical herbs and elixirs were like heavenly books to them—they didn't know their names, their properties, or how to use them.

Since there was no clue, they simply let go and let Lin Quan make all the decisions.

Wang Yuyan and Li Hanyi, however, raised their eyebrows slightly and quickly exchanged a glance.

If a blade of grass or a flower were left outside, countless forces would have fought tooth and nail to get it.

Ordinary people can change their fate by taking it, geniuses can leap to higher levels by consuming it, and prodigies can soar straight to the heavens!

"These spiritual plants are all treasures of love in the world..."

"While consuming a single plant can indeed transform a person, it is far too crude a method."

"To simply force oneself to digest something raw is to waste one's natural resources!"

Wang Yuyan changed the subject, but her tone revealed a hint of helplessness—she had a vast collection of books on medicine, could recognize 70% of the spiritual herbs, and could explain their properties and meridians, but when it came to alchemy…

She had only seen what an alchemy furnace looked like in ancient scrolls; if she were to actually use it, she probably wouldn't even be able to control the heat.

Li Hanyi, who had been silent all along, suddenly looked up and unconsciously twirled her cuff with her fingertips: "I have an idea."

Before she could finish speaking, four pairs of eyes were fixed on her face.

"Wearing raw clothing is indeed a waste of resources..."

"But if we transport it back to Snowmoon City and ask the alchemists there to refine it according to the ancient formula, it will be twice as effective with half the effort."

Snow Moon City's profound knowledge of alchemy is indeed sufficient to extract maximum efficacy from every spiritual herb.

But the problem lies with Lin Quan—if he shakes his head, even the best prescription is just a blank sheet of paper.

Alchemy is good, but once Snow Moon City gets involved, it will be difficult to keep all the benefits to oneself.

Even with Li Hanyi in charge, every single share that needs to be distributed must be distributed.

But what if it's taken directly? While that wouldn't extract all the medicinal power,

However, its advantage lies in its clean and efficient approach—its surge in strength is genuine, and there's no need to guard against others secretly coveting it or trying to take a share.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

All four pairs of eyes instantly focused on Lin Quan's face.

Seeing this, he immediately waved his hand and smiled, "Don't be so tense. We're not outsiders. Let's talk things out and make a decision together."

If the spiritual materials from the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire are just enough for them to share...

Lin Quan would not hesitate for a moment; the thought was there, and he raised his hand to put it in his mouth.

……

Even if the full effects of these immortal herbs and spiritual roots cannot be activated, what does it matter?

Only by swallowing it can you truly grasp it in your hands and make it your own.

But no one expected that this treasure land would be like a living medicine storehouse, with an astonishing abundance of rare and precious items. Leaving aside the common spiritual herbs and medicines, there were at least a hundred rare and precious materials of the celestial herb grade or higher!

Of course, it also contains many highly poisonous substances—those poisonous plants that gleam with an eerie light, have frosty veins on their leaves, and burn upon contact.

But in the eyes of a true master of alchemy, what distinction is there between immortal herbs and poisonous herbs?

They are all uniformly called: rare and precious materials!

Poisonous herbs, once placed in a furnace, can be transformed into divine medicine through fire, tempering, and guidance. They can defy fate, revive the dead in an instant, and rebuild bones and foundations.

Lin Quan lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, his knuckles lightly tapping his palm, his mind already made up—

We must squeeze every last drop of potential from every blade of grass and every inch of root!

Putting everything else aside, these four girls alone are enough for him to ponder for a long time.

Qiao Jingjing lives in the apocalypse, with no worldly ties, and is quite carefree;

However, Zhu Zhuqing has the heavy family burden of the Star Dou Great Forest behind her, Wang Yuyan is concerned about the old family reputation of the Murong clan of Gusu, and Li Hanyi, who has just formed a contract with Lin Quan, is the direct descendant of the Cold River Sword Tomb in Snow Moon City.

They didn't say it, but their eyes betrayed their longing.

As the saying goes, when one person ascends to immortality, the whole family soars to the heavens.

In the past, when he was powerless, Lin Quan could only protect the few people around him, and resources were used sparingly for his own people;

Now that he has such a strong foundation, how could he be a heartless man who hoards all his wealth?

As long as it doesn't damage one's own foundation, why not lend a hand to one's in-laws, old relatives, and old friends?

Although the idea had been decided, Lin Quan was not in a hurry to make a final decision.

He glanced up at the four faces, his tone calm: "What do you think?"

Qiao Jingjing spoke first, her voice clear and bright: "Whatever my husband decides, I will follow."

Wang Yuyan and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a smile and said in unison, "We'll listen to Brother Quan."

When it was Li Hanyi's turn, she held a wisp of cold air between her fingertips, paused, and then said:

"The opportunities here are none of my concern."

"Who gets the medicine and how it's distributed is entirely up to you."

Lin Quan was taken aback, then shook his head and chuckled—these words, though polite, had completely exposed his previous little scheme.

He spread his hands decisively: "Then it's settled—this batch of rare and precious materials will be taken back to Snow Moon City by Han Yi."

"The contents of the Yin-Yang Well are more than we could use up in several lifetimes."

"If you can't use it all, it's only right to share some with your closest relatives and friends."

Before he finished speaking, his gaze shifted and landed on Wang Yuyan: "Yuyan, you take inventory, the more detailed the better."