After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"Shut up, you shameless old man." Chen Futu glared at Wang Qianshan, but the old man only became more enthusiastic. "You're not happy about such a good thing? If I were a hundred years younger..."

"Stop."

Chen Futu was speechless. The more this old man talked, the more unreliable it became. Fortunately, no one heard the telepathic transmission, otherwise the old man would have been beaten out with sticks.

As the three entered the Lin family courtyard, the first thing they felt was the surging true energy.

Wang Qianshan muttered, "A rare Gathering Yuan Array, the Lin family really has a lot of resources."

Such array patterns can draw upon the true energy of the surrounding world, something most forces wouldn't even dare to dream of. Yet the Lin family has completely covered the Gathering Yuan Array, a privilege even the Purple Dew Academy only grants to its elders and personal disciples.

"Miss, you are back."

An old servant came out to greet them, looking rather flustered.

Chen Futu and Wang Qianshan noticed something was amiss; it seemed the Lin family had received distinguished guests. Servants were bustling about, and beautiful melodies of singing and dancing drifted from the central mansion.

Lin Ying asked suspiciously, "Have we had guests at home?"

"Miss, a distinguished young master has come to visit, claiming he can cure the eldest young master's incurable ailment. Master knows he is no ordinary person, so he has specially prepared a banquet to entertain him," the butler said.

Lin Ying became even more curious, so she led Chen Futu and Wang Qianshan straight to the reception hall.

Chen Futu and Wang Qianshan could tell that the steward wasn't telling the truth because his eyes were darting around, a sign of guilt.

In the hall, a refined-looking middle-aged man was receiving the so-called distinguished guest. Chen Futu glanced at him and was surprised to find that it was his old acquaintance, the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King Lin Tian. The female Holy King was no longer by his side; instead, two old men were acting as his protectors.

"My daughter is back! What a coincidence!" The Lin family head was overjoyed to see Lin Ying. He then invited Lin Ying to greet the distinguished guest and introduced her, saying that Lin Tian was the young master of the Dragon Pavilion organization in Zhongzhou and the next Dragon King.

Upon hearing the Lin family head's introduction, Chen Futu couldn't help but burst out laughing. It really was a case of the three-year term ending and the Dragon King returning.

"Thinking back, you fought and wiped out the Lin family in Taiping City for Ling Xue last time. Seeing you today, I'm extremely jealous."

Wang Qianshan, always eager for chaos, winked and made faces at the side.

Chen Futu neither confirmed nor denied this.

Lin Tian didn't recognize Chen Futu. Chen Futu was wearing a mask he got from the system when he made his move that day, which blocked all appearances. So Lin Tian only saw Lin Ying and stood up excitedly.

Lin Ying was extremely resistant because Lin Tian's smile was strange; the corners of his mouth curled into a checkmark, which looked slightly disgusting.

"Father, these two are alchemists that I invited from Zilu Academy. They might be able to save my elder brother."

Lin Ying ignored Lin Tian and enthusiastically introduced Chen Futu and Wang Qianshan.

Wang Qianshan said arrogantly, "Patriarch Lin, it's been a long time."

"So it's Elder Wang!"

The Lin family head knew Wang Qianshan, but the Lin family couldn't invite someone like Wang Qianshan, who was a Great Sage and also proficient in alchemy.

The Lin family's overall strength is inferior to that of the Zilu Academy. They only have an old sage in charge, and that sage ancestor is no match for Xi Daoren.

"I have come here because of my young friend."

Wang Qianshan patted Chen Futu on the shoulder, but Chen Futu didn't say anything, only nodded to the Lin family head.

Feeling slighted, Lin Tian said, "What a coincidence, I'm here for the sake of the eldest young master of the Lin family."

"Kid, you know medicine?"

Wang Qianshan asked curiously, not knowing why, but Lin Tian's crooked smile made him extremely uncomfortable.

"I have studied medicine since childhood and am proficient in the Thirteen Ghost Needles."

Lin Tian spoke with his head tilted back and his nostrils pointing upwards.

Chen Futu was speechless at his appearance. What Huayang Divine Needle? What Thirteen Ghost Needles? This is too strong!

Wang Qianshan didn't react much to the Thirteen Ghost Needles, but the Lin family head became excited, "Could it be the legendary Sacred Path Needle Technique!"

"Yes."

"Since this kid has some skills, let him try. If we don't have to lift a finger, we'll be happy to have some peace and quiet."

Since Wang Qianshan had already expressed his opinion, the Lin family head no longer hesitated and immediately led everyone to a quiet room in the backyard, where he saw the sickly-looking eldest son of the Lin family lying on the bed.

Young Master Lin's eyes were greenish, his lips were scarlet, his body was thin, and his cheeks were sunken, as if his life force had been drained.

"System, scan."

The target intruded into a chaotic area of ​​ley lines, encountered something ominous, had his martial arts essence drained, and suffered severe damage to his mental world.

According to the system, this is a persistent negative state. If the negative energy of the earth veins is not contained in time, he will die, and die a gruesome death, roughly equivalent to what his ancestor suffered in his later years.

"My lord, do you have a solution?"

The two old men asked Lin Tian from behind, and the latter nodded arrogantly, "This is not difficult, watch me."

After saying that, Lin Tian took out silver needles in front of everyone.

Seeing Chen Futu and Wang Qianshan watching the show with amusement, Lin Ying felt a bit annoyed, but ultimately did not stop this young master Lin.

Next, Lin Tian demonstrated his special skill, and it must be said that his needle manipulation was truly impressive.

The Thirteen Ghost Needles technique becomes increasingly powerful as you progress, and it also consumes a great deal of energy from the practitioner. However, its effects are also extremely potent; it can forcibly revive someone who has lost half their life.

This wait lasted a long time, and sure enough, the unconscious Young Master Lin slowly woke up, but he couldn't speak, and his life force was still extremely weak.

Upon seeing his beloved son awaken, the Lin family head was so excited that he grabbed Lin Tian's hand, tears streaming down his face, and kept calling him a miracle doctor.

Chen Futu and the other two were speechless. Wasn't this a bit too exaggerated? It was just waking someone up, why all the excitement?

Lin Shao is indeed awake now, but his mental state is very poor, and the negative effects on him have not been eliminated.

Wang Qianshan muttered, "I know about the Thirteen Ghost Needles. It's said that it can forcibly wake up a person who is unconscious. This kid used this acupuncture technique without caring about the other person's symptoms just to show off. He's an animal."

Chen Futu shook his head and remained silent, continuing to watch the spectacle. Logically, this crooked-mouthed dragon king should be about to cause trouble.

As expected, things unfolded much as anticipated. The two old men behind Lin Tian began to boast about their young master, and then said to the Lin family head, "Although he has woken up, he still needs further care from our young master."

The Lin family head was a shrewd person, so he asked, "Make any requests you have, as long as the Lin family can fulfill them."

Lin Tian immediately glanced greedily at the expressionless beauty standing next to Chen Futu, "Hehe, actually, the main reason I came here this time is to ask Miss Lin for her hand in marriage."

Those few words plunged the large room into a deathly silence.