Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Upon receiving the news, Zhong Guohong immediately used the Little White Divine Kingdom as a springboard to teleport to the Little Black Divine Kingdom.

He activated his shapeshifting ability and transformed into the appearance of Lin Quan.

Upon hearing the news, Lin Quan entered the room and locked the door behind him.

In an instant, Lin Quan quietly slipped into the Little Black Divine Kingdom; Zhong Guohong, on the other hand, appeared steadily inside the spaceship cabin.

He deliberately concealed his aura, appearing only as a ninth-level Hengxing cultivator.

He arrived at Chaos City without any obstacles. With a slight thought, he had imprinted the contents of all fifty-two Chaos Steles into his sea of ​​consciousness.

I stayed in the city for several days, and the things I recorded and noted were countless.

After he walked to a secluded corner and scanned the surroundings with his divine sense to confirm that no one was around, he once again used the Little Black Divine Kingdom to switch places with Lin Quan.

Lin Quan stayed behind, while Xiao Hei and Zhong Guohong quietly withdrew.

With another teleportation spell, he was back on Earth in the blink of an eye.

Step into the Xuyang and you will find that the contents of all fifty-two Chaos Steles have been completely replicated.

"I'll take you to see something interesting." Chung Kwok-hung strode towards a manor.

"What good stuff?" Qinghe's eyes lit up as she pressed for an answer.

"Come with me." He turned and walked away into the distance.

"Fifty-two Chaos Tablets? You destroyed the Primal Secret Realm?" Han Xing's eyes widened, his voice tense.

"What I found wasn't the original stele from Chaos City," Zhong Guohong chuckled.

"Impossible! This aura, these patterns, there's no way it could be fake." Qinghe frowned and shook her head.

"Believe it or not, they were all found. You can look at them closely." He was still smiling.

"Quickly find a place to hide! If the Lord of Chaos City finds out... none of us will survive!" Youying's voice was urgent, and his fingertips were already slightly cold.

"It's really not a monument from Chaos City; I picked it up myself," Zhong Guohong said with a wry smile, spreading his hands.

Qinghe, Hanxing, and the others examined the fifty-two Chaos Steles in front of them repeatedly and confirmed that they were not erected by Chaos City. They were overjoyed.

These inscriptions, written by the Lord of the Universe, are extremely precious opportunities for enlightenment for the Venerable One of the Universe.

Even if one only masters one aspect, there is still a great chance of reaching the realm of the Lord of the Universe.

The Chaos Stele within Chaos City is only open to certain powerful individuals; it is not accessible to everyone.

Zhong Guohong only told his closest relatives about the origin of these steles, and never revealed a word to anyone else.

He had already comprehended the Chaos Stele when he was still at the Hengxing level, while his parents had already reached the peak of the Domain Lord level.

There is no time limit here. You can look at the fifty-two steles for as long as you like and however you want.

Zhong Guohong originally intended to lie low and rely on others—he wouldn't have to exert any effort himself, and he would wait for Qinghe, Hanxing, and Youying to gain their insights before they could jointly cultivate the "Yin Yang True Scripture" and achieve a rapid breakthrough.

After studying the inscriptions for several months, he simply put down his pen and turned to studying the art of refining magical artifacts.

When he went to the Craftsman God Star earlier, he copied the entire set of crafting manuals and diagrams of the Craftsman God Lord, along with all the crafting samples, into his mind.

After studying the methods of the God of Crafts, he used his divine sense to scan each of the precious and rare treasures at hand.

"The Thousand Treasures River is the Chaos City Lord's world-class treasure. Its reputation is too great; a replica must never be made to appear in the world."

He activated his Insightful Golden Eyes and carefully examined each treasure.

"It turns out that these eyes can actually see directly into the fundamental structure of treasures and supreme treasures."

With a renewed sense of purpose, he stepped into the replicated Earth and silently pondered: What top-tier treasure should he forge first?

As the owner of the treasure bowl, anything that he completely replicates or backs up can be infinitely regenerated as long as the bowl is full of energy.

He could replicate as many top-tier treasures as he wanted, such as the Qianbao River.

With the crafting logic of the God of Craftsmen, and having seen through the structural essence of a large number of treasures and supreme treasures, coupled with the supreme chaotic treasure "Treasure Basin" as the foundation, he can not only independently craft all kinds of top-level treasures, but also has great confidence in forging even peak treasures and supreme treasures.

The craftsman god's forging of treasures is time-consuming, labor-intensive, and requires rare and precious materials; but he only needs to have a thought, and the treasure basin will respond instantly and can be shaped at will.

"For close combat, swords and knives are the best choice. Let's make a sword first."

He used the Minghong Blade as a benchmark to test the load-bearing limits of various treasures, while simultaneously driving the Treasure Basin to repeatedly melt and purify the strongest materials.

The Swallowed Star World possesses its own cosmic consciousness, and unless it is a matter of life and death, it will never use its trump cards, the Minghong Blade and the Chaos Bell.

With the treasure basin in hand, refining supreme treasures was as easy as picking up a needle in a haystack for him.

He fused dozens of precious and supreme treasures into one furnace, tempered them to create the strongest matrix, and then replicated the shape and law patterns of the longsword.

"The moment the thought left his mind, a longsword incorporating more than ten kinds of laws had already taken shape."

He swung his sword and slashed horizontally—the replica of Qianbaohe instantly shattered into countless fragments of light.

"Its power far surpasses that of top-tier treasures; it's definitely a pinnacle treasure."

The long sword that emerged from this treasure basin not only surpasses the hardness of top-tier treasures, but also contains more than a dozen Great Dao Laws.

He held the new sword in his left hand and the Minghong sword in his right, and with all his might, he cleaved the sword in two—the new sword broke in two.

"The power of the Minghong Blade is far more terrifying than I expected."

After breathing and regulating his breathing for a while, he began to forge a suit of armor.

"We have swords for melee combat, armor for protection, but we're missing something for ranged attacks. We're lacking items that can seal space and time, we're missing items that can bind enemies, and we're completely blank when it comes to soul-binding items..."

In a flash of inspiration, he turned to forging a rope.

"Capable of teleportation and concealment, its quality is consistently at the top-tier level—wonderful!"

He spared no effort in using the energy accumulated in the treasure basin to refine batches of top-tier and ultimate treasures.

"In less than two hours, more than 800 treasures were produced, totaling more than 100 sets, the lowest of which are top-tier treasures. Compared with the God of Crafts, my efficiency is not even in the same league."

Looking at the treasures that filled the space and shimmered with light, he felt a sense of peace and satisfaction.

But upon closer reflection, it seems quite ordinary.

Holding the supreme Chaos Treasure Basin and crafting equipment that can devour the stars and the universe is as natural as breathing, nothing to brag about.

After putting together the fruits of his labor of more than an hour, Chung Kwok-hung left the replica Earth.

Stepping into the Xuyang spaceship, he opened his palm—more than eight hundred treasures floated silently, shimmering with light.

"Is this a supreme treasure? And this one is a top-tier treasure? Where did they come from?"

"I made them myself, take whichever one you like."

"You can even forge top-tier treasures?"

"Rare? I have plenty of work to do."

One person picked out a set of treasures, and Chung Kwok-hung put the rest into a replica of Earth and dismantled it on the spot.

One after another, the treasures vanished silently, dispersing into thousands of energies, each following its own path.

After having a blast for over ten days, Chung Kwok-hung decided to travel far away.

His parents and Liu Ting were putting their full effort into comprehending the Chaos Stele, and if he were to stay by their side all the time, it would only get in their way.

The true stele in Chaos City has a strict time limit for contemplation and comprehension.

He carries a replica with him and can stare at it for as long as he wants.

Even the three cosmic venerables, Qinghe, Youying, and Hanxing, couldn't take their eyes off it.

Xiao Hei always followed him, and with his spatial teleportation ability, he moved back and forth as naturally as breathing.

Suddenly felt like practicing shooting? The thought had barely formed when he was already standing in his own yard.