Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

With a light flick of her wrist and a breath of pure power, she lifted the giant log and carried it straight to the open space outside the valley.

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In the blink of an eye—

Li Hanyi drew his sword, and the iron horse and icy river flashed with cold light. The sword tip struck repeatedly, as fast as a startled swan!

With one breath, three slashes; with ten breaths, nine marks; wherever the sword energy passed, wood chips flew like snow.

In just a few breaths, she had cleanly and neatly cut out a section of red gold tree heart that was nearly twenty feet long and more than one meter in diameter!

The heartwood suddenly appears, and a strong sense of life bursts forth, causing vegetation to grow wildly, and even the air seems to glow with a soft, warm light...

"Let me lend a hand!"

"I'll try it out too!"

Before long, Qiao Jingjing and Zhu Zhuqing also rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward, each displaying their strengths, either shaving or grinding, working together seamlessly.

The women were busy working hard, but the sky quietly turned from blue to gray, and dusk gradually painted the mountains.

Lin Quan's figure flickered, and he silently returned to the main world.

Not long after, he returned with a food box, his steps light and quick.

"Take a break! The food is ready, everyone have something to eat and stretch your muscles..."

As he greeted them, he raised his hand and waved—

The mirrored space opened with a sound, and steaming hot food, celadon bowls and plates, a low nanmu table, and soft cushions were placed steadily in front of everyone.

After all the women were seated, Lin Quan turned his gaze and looked gently at Dugu Bo and his grandson:

"If you two don't mind, why don't you share some? It's just simple food and tea, a small token of our appreciation."

The grandfather and grandson exchanged a glance, a glint of light flashing in their eyes.

"grandfather……"

Dugu Yan quietly tugged at Dugu Bo's sleeve, her fingertips tightening slightly, as if a thousand words were stuck in her throat.

Before she could finish speaking, Dugu Bo grabbed her wrist and pressed her down onto the stone bench without hesitation.

After several previous interactions, and after carefully observing the actions of Lin Quan and his group—they did not rob or seize, nor did they coerce or oppress; they simply examined and carefully harvested from the Yin-Yang Two Elements Eye.

The old poison master suddenly understood: what they wanted were the rare and exotic flowers and plants in this treasure land that he couldn't name, identify, or even see before.

What's even clearer is that as long as the grandfather and grandson behave themselves, don't reach out, don't block the road, and don't cause trouble, Lin Quan won't bother with them at all!

Besides, their lives are already in someone else's hands—if they really wanted to fight, why waste words? They would have crushed their bones with a single blow!

So at this moment, Dugu Bo stood up straight, not even blinking.

Seeing how naturally and familiar he was, pulling his granddaughter to sit down as if he were back in his own home, Lin Quan was taken aback at first, his eyebrows slightly raised, and then a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, gentle yet decisive.

He didn't stand on ceremony; with a wave of his hand, everyone sat down and began to eat and drink.

After a hearty meal, everyone got busy with their own tasks: some chopped wood and planed grooves, some memorized incantations, and some repeatedly practiced the energy cultivation routes...

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Lin Quan occasionally took a break to return to the main world; the others—Li Hanyi and her four daughters, Dugu Bo and his grandson—never left the valley.

That 30,000-year-old tree heartwood had long been planed and polished into wooden boxes of varying sizes.

The box is simple and unadorned, with no carvings on the edges and even a few burrs, but the material itself is extraordinary. Its roughness has a kind of solid and tough strength, making it very stable to use.

One by one, the immortal herbs that Wang Yuyan recognized, along with the spiritual plants that were over ten thousand years old, were all picked by her own hands. With a gentle flick, she stored them into the mirror space.

During these three days, with Wang Yuyan guiding them step by step, Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan finally stumbled into the threshold of the "Five Poisons Scripture".

Even as soon as you step through the threshold, changes begin to quietly emerge—

Those toxins that had long seeped into the bones and blood and were intertwined with the soul power began to loosen and peel away, trickling out of the meridians and flowing into the dark poison pill in the dantian, like birds returning to their nests.

Dugu Yan was even more agile: her poisoning was already mild, and on the day she entered the sect, she could condense a wisp of green mist at her fingertips, which she could move at will.

At this rate, it will take at least a few months, or at most a year or two, for the remaining poison in her body to not only stop its backlash, but it will also become the sharpest blade when she activates her soul power.

The more you practice, the deeper your understanding becomes; the more you comprehend, the clearer your comprehension grows…

Dugu Bo's doubts grew stronger day by day: Where did these people come from? Why do they know such ancient methods? And how dare they so calmly take away the essence of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye?

Seeing that all that remained of the valley's vibrant flowers were bare stumps and seeds buried in the soil, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he finally couldn't hold back any longer, whispering, "You...are you leaving?"

Lin Quan nodded readily: "Everything is ready. I've kept my promise to you."

"From now on, just follow Yu Yan's instructions, practice diligently every day, and take each step steadily—"

"Poison is no longer a shackle, but your bones, your blood, and your confidence."

He paused, and with a slight thought, the four wooden boxes floated steadily in his palm.

"Senior, Miss Yanzi, this gift is specially prepared for you."

Before the words were even finished, his wrist flicked—

Four wooden boxes burst forth from the sky, tracing four steady arcs as they flew straight toward Dugu Bo.

He reached out and caught it steadily, then lifted the lid to take a look.

Inside the two boxes lay two exotic plants: their entire bodies were silvery, their veins meandering like dragons, faintly revealing a golden scale-like luster.

In the other two boxes lay two fist-sized fruits, their skins wrinkled and knotted, layer upon layer, resembling sweet potatoes wrapped in gnarled dragon scales.

His gaze swept over the grass and fruit, and Dugu Bo frowned slightly: "This..."

"Earth Dragon Golden Melon, Ten Thousand Year Dragon Blood Grass."

"You and your grandson will each receive a Golden Earth Dragon Gourd and a Ten-Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Grass..."

"These two treasures are enough to trigger a leap in the transformation of a martial soul!"

Before he could finish speaking, and before Dugu Bo and his grandson could even open their mouths, Lin Quan flipped his wrist, revealing two shimmering crystal cores in his palm. "Add these two body-tempering crystal cores—it's no exaggeration to say they'll cleanse your marrow and reshape your bones."

"However, the first time I swallowed it, the taste... was a bit piercing and bone-chilling."

Whether you eat it or not is entirely up to you.

First, one person possesses two treasures, aiming directly at leaping up their martial soul level!

In the blink of an eye, two more extraordinary crystals were obtained, specializing in bone and muscle reconstruction and complete transformation!

"I'll do it!"

Dugu Bo's eyes flashed, and without hesitation, he grabbed a crystal core and swallowed it.

Lin Quan had just opened her mouth to remind him of something when she saw him already moving swiftly.

Nearby, Qiao Jingjing and the other three women exchanged smiles, their lips subtly curving upwards; even the usually aloof Li Hanyi raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly.

Don't be fooled by her nonchalant expression when she swallowed the crystal; only she knows what it truly felt like.

Even the lowest-level 1 crystal core is subjected to such intense erosion that it feels like being pricked by thousands of needles or devoured by ants, causing pain so severe that one's bones tremble!

Under the silent gaze of everyone, the power of the crystal core slowly rose up.

Dugu Bo's face suddenly stiffened, and his breath caught in his throat.

In just a few moments, his face was contorted in pain, veins bulged on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks...

"grandfather!"

Dugu Yan's heart tightened, and she blurted out.