Traveling to the future, the story with the orc king

"It's a pity that I missed the registration time. Otherwise, I could choose a guild to join and learn how to practice in World of Warcraft." Lin Ziyu said with some regret.

At this time, the spirit Lin Xin took out a pile of jade mirrors emitting a faint glow. His eyes flashed with irrepressible excitement, and his tone revealed a hint of pride. He slowly said: "Master, Master Long, we have bought back all the cultivation methods that can be bought in the city!" He put the jade mirrors aside, his face filled with anticipation, as if saying, "Praise me quickly."

Lin Ziyu and Long Yan looked at each other, and Lin Ziyu smiled and praised: "Xinxin is awesome!"

Then he and Long Yan picked up the jade mirror and carefully examined the contents inside.

Lin Ziyu picked up a jade mirror, closed his eyes, and entered it with his consciousness. He saw ancient characters and mysterious patterns engraved on it, as if hiding endless mysteries. A sudden realization struck Lin Ziyu. The jade mirror recorded how to draw runes, each pattern representing a different type of rune. There were basic fire runes, water runes, wind runes, ice runes, defense runes, spirit gathering runes, and more, totaling over thirty runes.

After studying a few runes, Lin Ziyu slowly opened his eyes, looked at Long Yan and said, "Brother Yan, this jade mirror of mine introduces runes. What is yours?"

Long Yan smiled and said cheerfully, "These five jade mirrors record the basic cultivation methods for swordsmen. Each one has its own unique features. The strength-based ones focus on tempering one's own strength, while the skill-based ones emphasize the use of various techniques to defeat the enemy. These seven jade mirrors record how to practice magic. Magic practice increases magic through meditation. Magic needs to be awakened. There are seven types of magic: water, fire, ice, wind, lightning, healing, and defense. These two jade mirrors introduce the types of spiritual herbs in World of Warcraft, their growing environments, their uses, and how to make them into potions."

Lin Ziyu blinked, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He didn't expect Long Yan Xiaoxiao to finish reading all these things so quickly. With a bit of surprise and admiration, he asked: "Brother Yan, have you finished reading them all?"

Long Yan nodded gently, "Hmm." Then, with a hint of doubt in his tone, he said, "This jade mirror is strange. When I examined it, I saw a vast expanse of white, as if shrouded in a mysterious mist. I could vaguely make out something, but I couldn't make it out clearly."

After hearing this, Lin Ziyu's eyes flickered with suspicion, a hint of confusion and curiosity etched in them. He slowly approached Long Yan, carefully gazing at the jade mirror in his hand, as if trying to penetrate the fog and uncover the secrets hidden within. His fingers unconsciously touched the jade mirror's surface, feeling its cool, smooth texture, and an inexplicable urge welled up in his heart.

After a while, Lin Ziyu took the jade mirror from Long Yan. He closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and entered the jade mirror to examine it.

When Lin Ziyu's consciousness entered the Jade Mirror, he saw a picture that looked like a fairyland. It was a valley full of flowers, and the colorful flowers swayed gently in the breeze, emitting bursts of fragrance. In the center of the valley, a woman with a graceful figure and beautiful appearance was dancing with a long sword in her hand. Her movements were light and smooth, as if integrated with the surrounding nature, and every movement was full of power and beauty. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, setting off her fairy-like face, which made people fall in love with her. Lin Ziyu stood there quietly, gazing at the woman's sword dance in the painting. When the woman danced for the second time, his body also moved with the woman's sword dance movements.

Lin Ziyu's body swayed involuntarily following the woman's movements. He felt as if he had merged into the painting. His mind became calm and peaceful, forgetting all his worries and troubles.

Suddenly, the woman's movements became more rapid, and her swordplay became more ferocious. Lin Ziyu followed closely behind, a virtual sword appearing in his hand. He and the woman swung their swords together, their moves as ferocious as a hurricane.

After the sword dance ended, Lin Ziyu paused, breathless. The woman then spoke, "Congratulations, you've passed the test." Lin Ziyu froze, and before he could even speak, he felt a powerful suction pulling him. His vision darkened, and when he could see clearly again, he saw the scene before him.

Lin Ziyu found himself in a cave. The woman sitting in the center had a graceful figure, skin as white as snow, and a face as delicate as a sculpture. Every detail was lifelike, as if she would rise at any moment and merge with the world. Before her lay three objects: a sapling with leaves as sharp as swords, its emerald green leaves shimmering with a strange luster, as if imbued with both murderous intent and vitality; a ball of light radiating a soft glow, its light flowing like a brilliant star, giving off a mysterious and warm feeling; and a seemingly ordinary stone, but in fact its texture was delicate and its veins were ancient, bearing the marks of time.

At this moment, a shadowy figure slowly emerged above the woman. It was ethereal and illusory, yet it carried an indescribable majesty and peace. With a gaze as deep as a pool, the shadowy figure quietly surveyed Lin Ziyu, as if it could see through everything in his heart.

Lin Ziyu's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, but he still mustered up the courage to speak: "Junior Lin Ziyu greets senior. Senior, may I ask where exactly is this place?" He looked at the woman and her phantom carefully, his eyes full of expectation and awe.

The woman slowly said, "Since you have the fate to come here, these things are destined to be with you. Take them." After she waved her hand, the three things in front of her flew towards Lin Ziyu.

Lin Ziyu caught the three items, his heart filled with shock and confusion. At that moment, his vision suddenly darkened, and he found himself drifting like a light stream of air into a small tree. He didn't know where he was, but he could hear someone refining a sword near the tree.

As time slowly passed, he lost track of how much time had passed. It seemed as if countless long years had passed, and the world had changed dramatically. The tiny sapling, sculpted by time, gradually grew stronger, taller, and thicker, eventually becoming a towering tree that reached the sky.

Inside the tree, Lin Ziyu clearly sensed a strange shift. The once pure aura of the tree gradually blended with a faint spirituality, as if it were slowly awakening from a deep slumber. Finally, at an unexpected moment, the tree gave a slight tremor, and then, a vague human figure began to loom within its trunk.

Lin Ziyu watched the scene in amazement, his heart filled with curiosity and a hint of worry. He saw the human figure slowly condense from the tree trunk, gradually becoming clearer. A woman in a simple robe stood before him. She was exactly the same as the woman in the cave.

She left the tree. After an unknown amount of time, she came back with a gloomy expression and scars all over her body. She fell asleep in the tree. After an unknown amount of time, she woke up. She went out again. After coming back, she looked at Lin Ziyu, sighed slightly, and said softly: "I am a tree on the Divine Sword Mountain. After practicing for 100,000 years, I was finally transformed into a human form. After that, I followed the disciples on the Divine Sword Mountain and embarked on a thousand years of practice. However, the way of heaven is unfair. It wants to destroy the Divine Sword Mountain. The Divine Sword Mountain ceased to exist overnight, and it is gone forever..." Her voice was as calm as water, but the endless sadness contained in it came like a tide, which made Lin Ziyu's heart tighten.

Once again, his vision darkened, and Lin Ziyu regained consciousness. He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a face full of worry. Lin Ziyu smiled slightly and called softly, "Brother Yan."

"Zi Yu, you finally woke up! Do you know that you have been unconscious for three days?" Long Yan said anxiously, with a worried glint in his eyes and deep concern in his voice.

Lin Ziyu looked at Long Yan and smiled, then said softly, "Brother Yan, I know what is recorded in this jade mirror. It may not belong to World of Warcraft. It..."

"Lin Ziyu..." Long Yan wanted to teach him a lesson, but finally he sighed, stood up and walked towards the door.