Traveling to the future, the story with the orc king

Lin Ziyu took a deep breath and walked towards the underground passage without hesitation. Long Yan and Xiao Sen hurried to follow. The underground passage was filled with an old-fashioned atmosphere. The walls were inlaid with faintly glowing gems at regular intervals for lighting.

As they walked, a huge stone door appeared in front of them. Steward Lin stepped forward, formed a seal with his hands, and muttered something. The stone door slowly opened. Behind the door was a spacious stone chamber. In the center was a stone bed. Lin Ziyu's father, Lin Cheng, lay on it.

"Father!" Lin Ziyu rushed over. The man on the bed looked haggard and his breath was weak.

Lin Ziyu looked up anxiously and asked, "Butler Lin, father, what happened to him?" His face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were instantly filled with tears.

Steward Lin slowly lowered his head and said in a slightly lowered voice, "Young Master, the master... was murdered by the Madam and the Second Young Miss."

Hearing this, Lin Ziyu's eyes widened as if struck by lightning, his face full of disbelief. His lips trembled slightly as he muttered to himself, "That woman? How, how could this happen? Steward Lin, are you mistaken? Doesn't she always say that she loves father deeply?"

At this moment, Lin Ziyu couldn't help but recall the scene of meeting that woman at the General's Mansion. In his memory, she had treated him terribly. Now that he knew that this woman had harmed his beloved father, the anger in his heart instantly erupted like a volcano.

Steward Lin sighed helplessly and explained in a heavy voice, "Madam has always been vainly trying to gain the official recognition of the head of the family, so that she can legitimately become Madam Lin. However, the master has always had your mother, Madam Nangong, in his heart and has always firmly opposed her becoming Madam Lin. So she became malicious and colluded with outsiders to poison the master when he was in danger in Yuecheng."

Lin Ziyu clenched his fists, his joints turning white from excessive force. His eyes widened in anger, and he roared through gritted teeth, "Butler Lin, tell me quickly! Where are they now? I will go and settle the score with them..."

Steward Lin raised his head, his eyes dim and lifeless, and spoke slowly, "Young Master, don't be impulsive. They are already dead. After Yuecheng experienced this catastrophe, there are only a handful of survivors. The master sent the survivors out of Yuecheng to seek safety. But shortly after sending them away, the master fell into a deep coma. If it weren't for the top-grade elixir on him, I'm afraid..."

At this moment, General Lin suddenly began to twitch, his body stiffened, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Lin Ziyu stared at the scene in disbelief with his eyes wide open. His throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand, and he cried out with difficulty: "Father...?" This call was filled with endless pain and despair, which made everyone who heard it feel pity.

Long Yan quickly walked forward and hugged Lin Ziyu, reminding him, "Ziyu, calm down... The most important thing now is to find out what kind of poison your father was infected with. Only then can we find a way to save him!"

Hearing Long Yan's words, Lin Ziyu snapped back to his senses. He gritted his teeth, silently telling himself to remain calm. He clenched his fists tightly, digging his nails deep into his palms, trying to suppress the surging emotions within him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

After calming down a bit, Lin Ziyu slowly raised his right hand. A faint spiritual light shone from his fingertips. Like a nimble snake, it quickly wrapped around his father, Lin Cheng's wrist. Then, Lin Ziyu carefully controlled his spiritual energy, gradually channeling it into his father's body. As the spiritual energy penetrated deeper and deeper, Lin Ziyu sensed that his father's condition was deteriorating. He concentrated intently on sensing the subtle changes.

Time passed by minute by minute, and beads of sweat appeared on Lin Ziyu's forehead. Butler Lin looked at Lin Ziyu nervously, hoping that he could save the master.

Lin Ziyu's expression grew increasingly solemn. He suddenly opened his eyes, filled with shock and anger. The poison his father had contracted was the invader's poison. He also had a highly corrosive spiritual energy within him, severely damaging his meridians.

"Father was poisoned by the invaders. He can use a detoxification pill to cure it, but how can he dissolve the corrosive spiritual energy within his body? Taking a detoxification pill requires spiritual energy absorption..." Lin Ziyu muttered to himself. He paced back and forth in the room, thinking about how to dissolve the corrosive spiritual energy within his father's body.

Long Yan walked steadily towards Lin Ziyu, who was becoming increasingly anxious. He reached out to stop his rapidly spinning figure and shouted, "Ziyu..."

Lin Ziyu was stopped and stopped, his face filled with anxiety, and beads of sweat even seeped out of his forehead. He turned around and said to Long Yan anxiously, "Brother Yan, I really can't think of any way to dissolve the corrosive spiritual energy in my father's body!" His words were filled with helplessness and despair.

Long Yan frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then softly suggested, "Zi Yu, perhaps we could ask the weapon spirit Lin Xin and the others. Perhaps we could get some useful clues or methods from them."

After hearing this, Lin Ziyu's eyes flickered with hope, and he quickly nodded and said, "Yes, why didn't I think of that?" Then, he called out in his mind, "Lin Xin... Lin Xinxin..."

"Master, are you looking for me?" The spirit Lin Xin appeared in Lin Ziyu's consciousness.

Lin Ziyu couldn't wait to ask, "Xiao Xinxin, could you please help me check and see if there's any way to dissolve the corrosive spiritual energy in my father's body?"

Lin Xin nodded, transformed into a beam of light, and flew over the unconscious Lin Cheng lying on the ground. He began to carefully sense the condition inside Lin Cheng's body.

A moment later, the weapon spirit Lin Xin returned to Lin Ziyu's consciousness and said, "Master, Master, you can use the Soul Devouring Demonic Bugs to suck out the corrosive spiritual energy in your father's body. They can devour any spiritual energy."

"Soul-eating demon insect?" Lin Ziyu asked in confusion.

The weapon spirit Lin Xin explained: "Master, low-level Soul Devouring Demonic Insects only know how to absorb spiritual energy, but the Soul Devouring Demonic Insect King is the same level as the Soul Devouring Purple Flame and possesses extremely high intelligence."

"Where can we find the Soul-Eating Demonic Insect?" Lin Ziyu asked.

"Master, there is one in the space. He is the younger brother of Soul-Devouring Zi Yan. He is the new Soul-Devouring Demon Insect King." said the weapon spirit Lin Xin.

The spirit Lin Xin brought a chubby, round, and cute purple bug into Lin Ziyu's sea of consciousness and said, "Master, this is the Soul Devouring Demon Bug King."

Lin Ziyu looked at the cute purple bug in front of him, his heart filled with surprise, "This little guy really doesn't look like the Soul Devouring Demon Bug King. Can it absorb corrosive spiritual energy?"

The Soul-Devouring Demon Insect King seemed to understand Lin Ziyu's words and twisted his body proudly.

The weapon spirit Lin Xin smiled and said, "Master, don't worry, it will definitely be able to do it. But before that, you have to reach a contract with it, otherwise it will not obey you."

"How to sign the contract?" Lin Ziyu asked anxiously.

"It's very simple." The weapon spirit Lin Xin waved his hand, and a contract formation appeared around them. In an instant, the Soul Devouring Demonic Insect King was surrounded by purple light, and it seemed as if an invisible connection had been established between him and Lin Ziyu.

Lin Ziyu said: "From now on, your name is Zi Ling." The Soul-Devouring Demon Insect King nodded obediently.

"Okay, master. Now you can let it absorb the corrosive spiritual power in your father's body." said the spirit Lin Xin.

Lin Ziyu brought the Soul Devouring Demonic Insect King out and gently said to him, "Zi Ling, I'm counting on you." The Demonic Insect King swayed and flew towards Lin Cheng, resting on his hand. A black aura and corrosive spiritual energy slowly flowed onto the Soul Devouring Demonic Insect King.

Lin Ziyu unconsciously clenched his hands, watching everything before him with extreme tension. He saw the dark green, pungent, corrosive spiritual energy being slowly sucked out of his father, Lin Cheng's body.

As time passed, the repulsive, corrosive spiritual energy was finally completely absorbed from his body. Lin Ziyu's heart finally relaxed slightly, but he still didn't dare slack off. He stared intently at his father's face, which gradually regained its normal color. Seeing his once pale complexion slowly turn rosy, he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.