Traveling to the future, the story with the orc king

After Long Yan sent Long An away, he thought about how Lin Ziyu had been making medicine in the pharmacy these days, so he raised his leg and walked quickly towards the pharmacy.

Along the way, Long Yan's heart was heavy, his mind constantly pondering this confusing matter. He seemed to be on the verge of the truth, but at every crucial moment, the clues kept inexplicably breaking, as if an invisible hand was secretly controlling everything. Who could be so powerful as to destroy evidence so repeatedly?

Prince's Mansion Pharmacy

Long Yan gently pushed open the wooden door of the alchemy room, and the rich aroma of herbs immediately hit him. Looking up, he saw Lin Ziyu, dressed in a white robe, standing in front of a huge bronze cauldron, concentrating on refining the elixir.

At this moment, Lin Ziyu seemed to be integrated with the surrounding environment. His slender and flexible hands were like dancing butterflies, constantly putting various rare herbs into the alchemy furnace. Every movement was so skillful and elegant that people couldn't help but admire him.

Long Yan walked softly to a nearby chair and sat down gently. His eyes never left Lin Ziyu, a hint of admiration and appreciation in them. He sat there quietly, motionless like a statue, afraid that any noise would disturb Lin Ziyu, who was concentrating on refining the medicine.

Time ticked by, and Lin Ziyu seemed completely absorbed in his alchemy, oblivious to Long Yan's arrival. His handsome face was remarkably calm, only a slight frown showing that he was concentrating on controlling the heat and adjusting the proportions of the herbs.

Long Yan stared at Lin Ziyu and thought to himself, "Watching Ziyu refining medicine is simply a beautiful enjoyment! His focused expression and the elegant temperament exuded in his every move are all intoxicating." Unconsciously, Long Yan was a little fascinated by watching and didn't even want to blink.

About an hour later, as Lin Ziyu cast his final spell into the furnace, the entire room suddenly erupted in a dazzling light. Immediately afterwards, a refreshing fragrance wafted from the furnace, instantly filling the entire room.

A satisfied smile finally appeared on Lin Ziyu's face. He clapped his hands lightly, turned around, and walked towards Long Yan. When he reached Long Yan, he found that he was staring at him blankly, which made him feel a little funny. So, he deliberately raised his voice and shouted, "Brother Yan... Brother Yan... What are you thinking about? Why are you so obsessed?"

Long Yan was stunned for a moment, as if waking from a dream, before suddenly snapping back to his senses. The corners of his mouth lifted imperceptibly, forming a faint smile. Then, he slowly stood up, opened his arms, and tightly embraced Lin Ziyu beside him. He gently leaned his head close to Lin Ziyu's ear and whispered in an extremely gentle and ambiguous tone, "I've been thinking about you! Ziyu, watching you refine the medicine just now was such a beautiful scene!"

Startled by Long Yan's sudden action, Lin Ziyu's face flushed instantly, especially the tips of his ears, a blush of embarrassment. He lowered his head somewhat sheepishly, whispering in a whisper as thin as a mosquito, "Brother Yan, let me go!" He then gently stretched out his hands, trying to push away Long Yan's tight embrace.

However, Long Yan showed no sign of letting go. Instead, his smile deepened as he responded, "No, hold me like this for a little while longer." As he spoke, he playfully twitched his nose, and a rich, unique medicinal aroma filled his nostrils. This aroma flowed through his nasal cavity like a clear spring, refreshing his heart. Instantly, he felt the previously calm spiritual energy within him stir, gradually becoming active.

Faced with such a miraculous change, Long Yan was filled with curiosity and confusion. He couldn't help but ask, "Zi Yu, what kind of elixir did you refine this time? This medicine smells so good, it even attracted my spiritual energy and activated it."

Lin Ziyu's body trembled slightly. He hadn't expected that the aroma of the elixir he'd refined today would trigger Long Yan's spiritual energy. He took out the elixir and whispered, "I refined this according to a recipe recorded in an ancient book. It's called the 'Spiritual Transformation Pill.' It further evolves the body's spiritual energy and enhances the practitioner's strength. However, some spiritual herbs have disappeared, so I found similar ones to replace them. Today is the first time I've succeeded. Brother Yan, do you want to try it?"

A flicker of surprise flashed across Long Yan's previously calm eyes. He stared intently at Zi Yu, his admiration for his masterful alchemy skills growing stronger. His lips curled up slightly in an appreciative smile, and he nodded gently, saying, "Okay." Then, he reached out and took the faintly fragrant pill from Zi Yu's hand.

After placing it in his mouth, the pill transformed into a warm and gentle force that slowly dissipated, like a gentle spring breeze. Then, this force spread like a gurgling warm current, spreading through his limbs and bones. In the blink of an eye, this warmth had spread to every corner of his body, immersing Long Yan in a warm and comfortable feeling.

As the warm current transformed from the elixir continued to penetrate, the previously dormant spiritual energy in Long Yan's body seemed to be awakened and began to flow slowly. Slowly picking up speed, it moved along the meridians of his body in an orderly manner like a group of happy little fish swimming.

Long Yan didn't dare to delay even a little. He let go of Lin Ziyu and slowly sat down. He closed his eyes and concentrated on guiding the flow of spiritual energy in his body.

At this moment, Lin Ziyu, standing by, was watching Long Yan nervously, his eyes unblinking, afraid to miss any subtle changes. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his palms slick with sweat, and he silently prayed that Long Yan could successfully refine the pill without any mistakes.

Time passed slowly, and Lin Ziyu's heart was always in his throat. He felt Long Yan's aura growing, and his breath gradually stabilized.

A quarter of an hour later, Long Yan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes revealing joy, and he said in a light tone: "Zi Yu, you are amazing! The effect of the Hualing Pill is very good. The spiritual energy in my body has been purified, becoming purer and the amount has also increased."

"Brother Yan, that's great! The Spiritual Pill was successful." Lin Ziyu's heart finally settled down and a smile appeared on his face.

Long Yan stood up, stretched his body, felt the pure spiritual energy surging in his body, and nodded with satisfaction.

Long Yan thought to himself: This Hualing Pill is so magical. If it can be refined in large quantities, it will definitely benefit the Orcs. So he asked, "Zi Yu, can Hualing Pill be taken repeatedly? Are the spiritual herbs for Hualing Pill difficult to find?"

Lin Ziyu lowered his head and thought for a moment, recalling the description of the Hualing Pill in the ancient book. He looked up at Long Yan and said, "Brother Yan, the original recipe for the Hualing Pill was for restoring spiritual power, but I couldn't find two spiritual herbs. I substituted other spiritual herbs and also changed some of the spiritual herbs, which changed the efficacy. I wonder what the effect of repeated use will be? The eleven spiritual herbs required for the Hualing Pill are already in this space, but in small quantities."

After hearing this, Long Yan frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. After a while, he looked up at Lin Ziyu and slowly said, "Ziyu, how many Spiritual Transformation Pills did you successfully refine this time? I want to try taking these pills repeatedly to see how the effects change."

Lin Ziyu smiled slightly, took out an exquisite pill bottle from his bosom, handed it to Long Yan, and said softly: "All the pills are in it. There are five pills left in total."

Long Yan reached out to take the pill bottle, opened the cap, and poured out a pill. He put the pill, which exuded a faint fragrance, into his mouth, then closed his eyes, carefully feeling the changes the pill produced in his body.

At first, the pill melted quickly, transforming into a warm and powerful medicinal force that flowed through his meridians and throughout his body. However, compared to the first time he took it, the feeling this time was noticeably weaker. Long Yan pondered to himself, "Could it be that the effect of this pill gradually weakens with repeated use?"