Traveling to the future, the story with the orc king

As the doctor examined Lin Ziyu, his expression, which had been slightly relaxed, gradually turned serious. His eyes darted back and forth over Lin Ziyu, and his movements became increasingly cautious. After a long moment, he finally raised his head and looked at Long Yan, who stood anxiously awaiting the results. After a moment's hesitation, he cautiously said, "Your Highness, could you please inject some spiritual energy into Your Highness the Crown Princess?"

Hearing this, Long Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring intently at the physician before him, his piercing gaze seemingly piercing through him. The physician felt the immense pressure, but continued, "In my humble opinion, the Crown Princess may be pregnant. However, as time has so far, I cannot be completely certain. But you know, as a dragon cub grows within its mother's womb, it absorbs a large amount of spiritual energy daily, both from the mother and from the dragon race itself. The Crown Princess's spiritual energy seems extremely depleted, and this is likely the cause. Therefore, if we could inject a certain amount of spiritual energy into her, perhaps we could further confirm this."

When Long Yan heard this, a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes. He looked at the doctor in disbelief and asked, "Pregnant? Really?"

The physician felt a wave of unease at Long Yan's urgent questioning. He hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "I... am truly unsure, given how young it is. However, judging by the current situation, this possibility is indeed very high. Your Highness, if you decide to infuse the Crown Princess with spiritual energy, please carefully observe the changes in her body and her internal condition during the infusion process. Perhaps this will lead to a more accurate assessment."

Long Yan nodded without saying anything else. Instead, he immediately walked to the bedside, extended his right hand, and gently pressed it against Lin Ziyu's abdomen. A faint blue light emanated from his palm, flowing continuously into Lin Ziyu's body. With the continuous influx of spiritual energy, Lin Ziyu, whose frown and expression of pain had been etched on his face, gradually relaxed. His tightly pursed lips gradually loosened, and his breathing became steady.

Suddenly, a small voice appeared in Longyan's consciousness, "Dad... Dad... hungry... Dad... Dad... hungry..." The voice was very weak.

At this moment, Soul Devouring Ziyan approached Lin Ziyu, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Little brother, there's a baby in your belly."

Long Yan frowned as he looked at Zi Yan, feeling a faint sense of unease. Suddenly, a faint purple glow emanated from Soul Devouring Zi Yan's body. He transformed into his original form, shrinking and wrapping around Lin Ziyu's wrist. Bits of purple spiritual energy, imbued with life force, slowly enveloped Lin Ziyu.

Soul-Devouring Purple Flame appeared in Lin Ziyu's sea of consciousness. Blinking its lively eyes, it saw Lin Ziyu standing there with a solemn expression, flanked by the weapon spirit Lin Xin and the plush ball. Not far away, two consciousnesses, emitting faint light, quietly hovered in the air.

Soul Devouring Zi Yan tilted his head, a hint of confusion on his face, and softly asked Lin Ziyu, "Little brother, what are these two weak consciousnesses...? Eh... are they the consciousness of the baby in your belly?"

Lin Ziyu nodded slightly in affirmation, his voice low and gentle: "Yes, yes, that's right."

Soul Devouring Ziyan frowned upon hearing this and said worriedly, "They look so weak! They're almost dissipating."

Lin Ziyu, the spirit Lin Xin, and the plush ball all glared at him. Of course they knew what was going on, but now they didn't know what to do. They'd tried many things, but nothing worked.

Lin Ziyu's face was filled with pain, and his body was shaking with agony. Long Yan was terrified, and the faint voice he had heard in his mind had vanished. He called out, "Doctor, what's wrong with him?"

At this moment, a light shout came out: "Long Yan..."

Long Yan looked back, his eyes filled with surprise: "Father..."

The Dragon Queen said, "Quick, take Ziyu to the Dragon Pregnancy Pool."

Long Yan came back to his senses, picked up Lin Ziyu without saying a word and ran towards the Dragon Pregnancy Pool.

Just after they left, the pale-faced Dragon Emperor sat back on the bed. His mind was free of worries, and he felt relaxed. "Ahem...Puff..." A stream of bright red blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth. His body then swayed a few times before he collapsed onto the bed.

This sudden change stunned everyone present, especially the Dragon Queen. Her eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief and horror, as she shouted, "Ao..."

Long An, who was standing nearby, also had a pale expression on his face. He rushed forward and cried out in a sorrowful voice, "Your Majesty..."

The others knelt on the ground in panic.

The Dragon Queen staggered to the Dragon Emperor's side, then knelt on her knees, leaned over the Dragon Emperor, and asked in a trembling voice: "Ao, what's wrong with you? How could this happen..." Tears rolled uncontrollably from her beautiful eyes.

Long An stood silently by, his eyes filled with endless sorrow and helplessness. As one of the Dragon Emperor's closest subjects, he knew only too well how dire the Dragon Emperor's condition was. The Dragon Emperor's heart had been dug out to save the Dragon Queen, and he had only managed to survive until now thanks to his tenacious willpower and the artifact passed down through generations of dragons. However, with the Dragon Emperor's final wish fulfilled, his frayed nerves finally relaxed, no longer possessing the strength to defy death.

The Dragon Emperor gasped for air, as if every breath required all his strength. After a long moment, he regained some composure and spoke to the Dragon Queen in a faint, halting voice, "Ayu... don't cry, don't cry. You... must... live well... Yan'er... they... still need you..." As he spoke, the Dragon Emperor raised his hand, attempting to wipe away the Dragon Queen's tears. But after barely a few inches, his hand drooped again, and he slowly closed his eyes, departing this world forever.

"Ao... Ao..." The Dragon Queen's tears flowed freely like a flood. She hugged the Dragon Emperor's lifeless body tightly, as if wanting to pass on all her sorrow and pain to him. She whispered the Dragon Emperor's name over and over again, each word filled with endless affection and longing.

However, when his trembling hand slowly touched the Dragon King's heart, he felt only a hollow void. A chill instantly spread from his fingertips throughout his body, and his heart sank into a bottomless abyss. Unable to believe the cruel reality before her, the Dragon Queen's eyes widened, and she shook her head desperately, muttering to herself, "Impossible... How could this be possible..."

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she abruptly peeled off the tattered garment from the Dragon Emperor. The sight that greeted her made her gasp—a chest that should have been throbbing with life was now nothing but a deep, bloody hole, the surrounding flesh a horrifying mess.

Watching this heartbreaking scene, the Dragon Queen's eyes gradually grew icy cold. Gritting her teeth, she suppressed the grief and anger surging within her, and said in a tone that could freeze anyone to ice: "Long An, I want to know what happened after I passed out!" He thought to himself that Ah Ao's heart must have been lost because of him.

Long An's voice was calm, without a ripple, as he spoke slowly, "After returning to the Dragon Palace, upon learning that you were unconscious, the Peacock Tribe attacked the Dragon Emperor's Palace, leaving it underguarded. The Peacock Tribe took advantage of the chaos to abduct you, only to discover that their goal was the Dragon Emperor's heart. They threatened your life, forcing Your Majesty to dig out your heart and release them. After the Dragon Emperor gave it to them, they reneged on their promise to release you. Just then, His Majesty, who had been under their control, suddenly regained consciousness. He desperately tried to escape with you. The two sides engaged in a fierce battle, and with no hope of escape, the Peacock Tribe blew up the Dragon Emperor's heart."

Hearing this, the Dragon Queen's face turned pale as paper in an instant. She asked with trembling lips, "How... is Jiuer?" Although she already had the answer in her heart, she still couldn't help but want to get the exact news from Long An.

Long An lowered his head slightly, and after a moment's silence, he softly said, "Reporting to Queen Long, His Highness Jiu... ultimately sacrificed himself to protect you."