Courtyard House: The Cultivation System Takes Me Flying

Qin Lindong stood in front of the dilapidated door, his gaze coldly fixed on Jia Zhangshi, who was throwing a tantrum with her hands on her hips.

The man's muscular body trembled with each breath, his face full of savagery and greed, as if his tiny little house contained some mountain of gold and silver.

If it were the original owner of this body, she would have been so frightened that she would have cowered in her room and dared not utter a sound. Even if she were blocked at the door, she would have just lowered her head and let herself be beaten and scolded, without daring to say a word in rebuttal.

But now, standing here is Qin Lindong from the modern era.

He is Qin Lindong, who possesses the Myriad Realms Cultivation Culinary System, has already reached the first level of the Body Tempering Realm, has god-level knife skills, and whose motto is "I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they offend me, I will repay them tenfold!"

Jia Zhangshi felt inexplicably flustered by his gaze and subconsciously took a small step back.

But she was used to being domineering in the courtyard house. Relying on Yi Zhonghai's support, and thinking that Qin Lindong was an orphan with no parents and all alone, even if she was fierce, she wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.

So she quickly suppressed her timidity, put her hands on her hips, straightened her neck, and raised her voice eight octaves again.

"Qin Lindong! You little brat, born of a mother but raised without one, how dare you talk back to me?"

"Let me tell you, that half-bag of cornmeal you gave to Dongxu yesterday was something you deserved!"

"Your parents died young, so who in the courtyard didn't help you? What's wrong with our Jia family taking some things from you? It's an honor!"

A barrage of foul language came crashing down on him; anyone else would probably have been trembling with anger.

But Qin Lindong just stared at her expressionlessly, his eyes frighteningly calm.

The calmer he was, the more uneasy Jia Zhangshi felt.

This kid in front of me is really different.

The Qin Lindong of the past had shifty eyes and a hunched back; he looked like a pushover.

But now, with his back straight and his eyes sharp, he stands there like a quietly raised gun, ready to pierce the hypocritical and arrogant face before him at any moment.

I'll ask you one more time.

Qin Lindong spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable sense of pressure.

"You stole my food yesterday, and today you come to my door to cause trouble."

"Are you going to get out of here on your own, or do I have to throw you out?"

Madam Jia was taken aback, then burst into exaggerated laughter as if she had heard the funniest joke.

"Hahahaha—you dare to lay a hand on me? You skinny thing like a monkey, you dare to lay a hand on me?"

"I think you're so hungry you've lost your mind, you're still dreaming!"

As she laughed, she stretched out her greasy hand and slapped Qin Lindong across the face.

"Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your deceased parents, you ill-mannered brat!"

The slap was swift and vicious, clearly not the first time someone had done something like this.

In Jia Zhangshi's view, Qin Lindong would definitely be scared and close his eyes to avoid her, just like before. Then she would slap him to the ground, and then throw a tantrum and steal all the little things left in his house.

Several neighbors who had been chatting under the tree also looked over.

Yi Zhonghai wore a benevolent expression, his brows slightly furrowed, but he made no move to stop them, clearly intending to continue mediating.

Yan Bugui squinted his small eyes, looking indifferent as if it were none of his business, but in his heart he was still scheming about whether he could take advantage of the situation to get something out of it.

Liu Haizhong stood with his hands behind his back, adopting the posture of a leader on an inspection tour, waiting to see Qin Lindong being bullied before stepping forward to say a few polite words to demonstrate his authority.

He Yuzhu, who had just returned from the factory, leaned against the door frame with a blade of grass in his mouth and a look of amusement on his face.

In everyone's eyes, Qin Lindong is still the same soft persimmon that can be easily manipulated.

however--

next second.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Qin Lindong slightly shifted his body, easily avoiding Jia Zhangshi's slap.

His movements were slow, yet unusually composed, as if he had anticipated the other party's actions long ago.

Jia Zhangshi missed her slap, and her body staggered forward due to inertia, almost falling directly into Qin Lindong's arms.

Before she could react...

Qin Lindong raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.

"ah--!"

Jia Zhangshi let out a piercing scream.

The sound was as sharp as a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and it instantly spread throughout the entire courtyard.

Qin Lindong was only using less than 30% of his strength at the first level of the Body Tempering Realm, but in Jia Zhangshi's eyes, that hand was like an iron clamp, tightly locking her wrist, and the pain almost brought tears to her eyes.

"Let go! Let go now! It hurts so much!"

"Qin Lindong, you've gone too far! You dare hit me?!"

Qin Lindong remained expressionless, and instead of loosening his grip, he slightly increased the pressure on his hands.

I didn't hit you.

"I'm just telling you not to reach out and take things without permission."

His tone was calm, but every word he spoke felt like ice cubes hitting Jia Zhangshi's heart.

"You...you let me go! Uncle Yi! Liu Haizhong! Yan Bugui! You're all watching! This brat's going to kill someone!"

Jia Zhangshi was in so much pain that her face contorted, and she began to scream for help frantically.

She knew that in this courtyard, as long as she made a scene, Yi Zhonghai would definitely stand up for her.

really.

Seeing that things had escalated, Yi Zhonghai immediately strode over, his face displaying his usual composure and impartiality, and began to speak to Qin Lindong:

"Qin Lindong, what are you doing? Let go of Aunt Zhang!"

"We're all neighbors in the same courtyard, can't we talk things out? What kind of behavior is this, resorting to violence!"

A typical example of trying to smooth things over.

Without considering right or wrong, or black or white, they first blame the weaker party.

Qin Lindong looked up at Yi Zhonghai, his gaze showing no fear, but rather a hint of cold mockery.

"Sir, you be the judge."

"She broke into my room yesterday, stole my last half bag of cornmeal, pushed me down and slammed me against the corner of the table, almost killing me."

"She came to my door again today to steal my things, and she raised her hand to hit me."

Qin Lindong paused, then his voice suddenly rose, echoing throughout the entire courtyard.

"Excuse me, sir—if I don't fight back, am I supposed to just stand here and let her beat me to death?"

One sentence completely stunned Yi Zhonghai.

The neighbors around also felt a chill run down their spines.

Yes.

The person was almost beaten to death, and they couldn't fight back?

What's the logic behind this?

Yi Zhonghai's face stiffened, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

He usually favored the Jia family because Jia Dongxu was his designated apprentice to take care of him in his old age.

Even if you show favoritism, you can't be completely unreasonable.

They really drove Qin Lindong to his death. Even after he went to the neighborhood committee and the factory to make a scene, this old man couldn't get any good results.

"Well... Madam Jia is indeed a bit in the wrong, but you can't just lay a hand on her," Yi Zhonghai could only say vaguely. "How about this, have her apologize to you, and we'll let it go. A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative..."

"Apologize?"

Qin Lindong felt as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Grandpa, she stole my food, destroyed my house, and almost beat me to death. Now she thinks an apology is enough?"

"Does that mean from now on, anyone can just barge into my house, steal my things, beat up my people, and then just say sorry?"

Yi Zhonghai was speechless, his face turning pale and then red.

He never expected that Qin Lindong, who used to be so inarticulate, would be so sharp-tongued today, leaving him speechless with every word.

Tears streamed down Jia Zhangshi's face from the pain. Seeing that Yi Zhonghai couldn't control Qin Lindong, she immediately started throwing a tantrum.

"Oh my god! This is unbearable! Orphans are bullying their elders!"

"A child without parents has no one to teach him! He's running wild in this courtyard house!"

"Yi Zhonghai, if you can't control this, I'll cause trouble at the factory! I'll report you to the neighborhood committee! Let everyone see what kind of thing you're hiding in your courtyard!"

She cried and wailed, twisting her body, trying to break free from Qin Lindong's grasp.

But Qin Lin's hand was as still as if it were made of iron.

Just then.

[Ding! A temporary task has been triggered by the system!]

Punish the wicked!

[Mission Objective: Teach Jia Zhangshi, who came to bully you, a lesson so she'll pay the price and never dare to provoke you again.]

[Task Reward: Beginner level of the body-strengthening technique "Iron Shirt," +5 Stamina, 100 points.]

The system's voice rang out in Qin Lindong's mind right on time.

A barely perceptible hint of coldness curled at the corner of Qin Lindong's lips.

The system has spoken.

Then he has even less reason to be polite.

"Since you like making trouble so much."

Qin Lindong's eyes turned cold.

"Then I will grant your wish."

The words fell.

He applied a slight force to his wrist.

"Click—"

A soft, yet crystal-clear sound of bones dislocating rang out.

"ah--!!!"

Jia Zhangshi let out a heart-wrenching scream, and instantly collapsed to the ground, her face ashen and her forehead covered in cold sweat.

Her wrist was dislocated by Qin Lindong!

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone was stunned.

Yi Zhonghai stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

Yan Bugui shrank his neck and subconsciously took a step back.

Liu Haizhong's mouth was open, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

The grass root in He Yuzhu's mouth fell to the ground with a "thud," and his eyes widened in surprise.

The entire courtyard instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

No one thought of it.

This is Qin Lindong, who used to be a pushover who was bullied by everyone.

They actually dared to make a move!

Moreover, as soon as he made a move, he dislocated Jia Zhangshi's wrist!

"You...you dare hit my mom!"

A hurried and angry voice rushed in from outside.

Jia Dongxu ran home breathlessly, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw his mother lying on the ground screaming in agony, her wrist twisted at a bizarre angle. His eyes widened in horror.

"Qin Lindong! I'll kill you!"

With a roar, Jia Dongxu charged at Qin Lindong, swinging his fist.

He was usually lazy and good-for-nothing, but at this moment he was blinded by anger and didn't care about being afraid.

In his eyes, Qin Lindong was a piece of trash who could be easily manipulated. Even if he hit his mother, he could easily teach him a lesson.

But he forgot.

The Qin Lindong before me is no longer the Qin Lindong of the past.

For a cultivator at the first level of the Body Tempering Realm, dealing with a lazybones like him who wouldn't even bother with farm work would be easier than crushing an ant.

Qin Lindong didn't even glance at him.

Just as Jia Dongxu's fist was about to land on him.

Qin Lindong casually lifted one foot.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

As if hit by a heavy vehicle, Jia Dongxu was instantly thrown into the air, flying three or four meters away before crashing heavily to the ground. He was in so much pain that he curled up in a ball and couldn't get up for a long time.

one move.

Just one move.

Jia Dongxu, a notorious hoodlum in the courtyard, was taken down!

This time.

Everyone was completely terrified.

Yi Zhonghai's expression changed drastically; he finally realized—

Qin Lindong has really changed.

Become ruthless, become tough, become someone who dares to mess with anyone and fight anyone!

Qin Huairu also ran out of the house at this moment. When she saw Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi lying down and slumped over, she turned pale with fright. She rushed to Jia Dongxu's side and then looked up at Qin Lindong. Her eyes showed a hint of fear, as well as a habitual scheming to take advantage and gain sympathy.

But when she met Qin Lindong's cold gaze, Qin Huairu swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

She didn't dare.

She really didn't dare to act pitiful or take advantage of Qin Lin anymore, just like before.

This man in front of me is terrifying.

Qin Lindong loosened Jia Zhangshi's dislocated wrist and coldly swept his gaze over everyone present.

Wherever my gaze falls.

Yi Zhonghai lowered his head.

Yan Bugui shrank his neck.

She hid her eyes in her bangs.

Qin Huairu trembled all over.

No one dared to look him in the eye again.

"Starting today."

Qin Lindong's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority, echoing throughout the courtyard of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

"No one is allowed to touch what I, Qin Lindong, have made."

"No one is allowed to enter my house, Qin Lindong's house."

"If anyone dares to come to my door and bully me or steal my things like the Jia family did, then..."

He paused, his gaze falling on Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu, who were screaming incessantly. His words were cold and piercing.

"That's what happened to Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi."

The words fell.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone understands.

starting today.

In the courtyard, there was Qin Lindong, the easiest passerby to bully.

died.

Instead, there is a ruthless person whom no one dares to mess with!

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing the mission: Punish the wicked!]

[Rewards have been issued:]

[Gain an introductory level to the body-strengthening technique "Iron Shirt"!]

[Stamina +5! Current stamina: 18!]

[Points earned: 100!]

[The system shop is coming soon!]

A gentle warmth surged into his body once more, and at the same time, a complete "Iron Shirt" technique was directly imprinted into Qin Lindong's mind.

You'll master it right away!

His physical strength surged once again, making it difficult for ordinary sticks to injure him.

Feeling the growing power within him, Qin Lindong sneered inwardly.

The Jia family.

Yi Zhonghai.

Yan Bugui.

In the bangs.

You wait and see.

This is just the beginning.

He turned around, walked back to his dilapidated little house, and slammed the door shut.

Outside the door, only chaos and terror remained.

He Yuzhu leaned against the door frame, stroked his chin, stared strangely at the tightly closed, broken door, and muttered to himself.

"Hey... when did this kid become so fierce?"

"This is interesting..."