Interstellar Farming: I Make Potions and Climb to the Top

She knew Zhu Hongying’s shameless tactic meant she must be out of options. Zhu Hongying was gambling, betting that Ning Xuan wouldn’t just stand by and watch Yun Han die.

Ning Xuan could, of course, send him right back. But as long as Yun Han was still breathing, Zhu Hongying would just send him back again.

Lin Mo silently knelt on the steps outside the main hall. The steps were paved with Ice Attribute Cold Frost Stone, their surfaces marked with natural patterns and bone-chillingly cold. The moment his knees touched down, a wave of coldness surged into his body. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Little White keenly sensed Ning Xuan’s anger. Its two round, glass-like eyes watched her fearfully, its tiny body frozen, not daring to move a muscle.

Ning Xuan looked down at the fragile little white cat, which was smaller than her palm, and her heart softened. She gently tweaked its small, pink ears and said softly, "Don’t be afraid. I’m not angry with you."

The little white cat’s eyes, once filled with terror, instantly brightened. Ning Xuan could even make out a hint of joy on its tiny feline face.

Looking at the little white cat, Ning Xuan found her foul mood inexplicably lifting.

Lin Mo’s knees felt as though they were being pierced by countless fine needles, the pain unbearable. He clenched his jaw, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead, yet he dared not move in the slightest. When Chen Nan noticed that Lin Mo hadn’t reemerged for a long time after delivering the message, he couldn’t resist coming back to check on the situation.

As he walked into the courtyard, Chen Nan immediately spotted Lin Mo kneeling on the cold stone steps. His back was ramrod straight, but the hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists, a clear sign that he was enduring immense pain.

Chen Nan’s brows furrowed slightly, his confusion deepening. He hurried forward and asked in a low voice, "Lin Mo, weren’t you just delivering a message? Why are you kneeling here?"

Hearing Chen Nan’s voice, Lin Mo looked up slightly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He opened his mouth as if to say something but then swallowed his words, replying only in a low voice, "Don’t ask. Just do as the Contractor commands." ’He had wanted to ask Chen Nan to keep an eye on Yun Han in the Energy Cabin outside, but then he thought about Ning Xuan’s uncertain attitude. He had already drawn her ire because of his family ties to the Yun Family and the request he’d just made. Chen Nan had nothing to do with Yun Han, so why drag him into this mess?’

Chen Nan and Lin Mo were both Ning Xuan’s Contractors. Ever since Nine-tailed, Lan Xin, and Di Youlin had arrived at Ning Xuan’s side, Chen Nan and Lin Mo had grown closer. So, seeing Lin Mo being punished, Chen Nan couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, "Does the Contractor know who’s in the Energy Cabin outside? What did you do wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?"

Lin Mo shook his head, his voice dropping even lower. "The Contractor already knows. Stay out of it and don’t come near me. Be careful, and keep your head down for the next few days. Now go."

Hearing this, Chen Nan gave a helpless nod. He decided to return to the main gate and wait for news with Housekeeper Yan.

Seeing that Ning Xuan hadn’t thrown Little White out, Lin Mo felt she must have some pity for Yun Han. Her current anger was directed at Yun Han’s parents for using such a method to deliver him, obviously trying to force her hand.

The message Lin Mo had just received contained not only the audio file but also a Contract stamped by the Household Registry Administration Center. The Contract bore the signatures of Yun Tianye and Zhu Hongying, certifying that Yun Han had been removed from the Yun Family registry to become Ning Xuan’s Contracted Slave, severing all ties with the Yun Family. A moment ago, Lin Mo and Ning Xuan’s attention had been on the audio file, so Ning Xuan hadn’t seen the Contract yet.

After Chen Nan returned to the main gate, Yan Fuzhen came into the courtyard. He hurried over to Lin Mo to ask what was happening. Although Yan Fuzhen was only a housekeeper, he managed many affairs. He wasn’t one of Ning Xuan’s inner circle, nor was he a slave like the Half-beastmen; he was considered a capable aide and still held some sway with her.

Thinking that a stalemate was no solution, Lin Mo handed the Contract to Yan Fuzhen and briefly explained the key points of the situation.

Yan Fuzhen felt a massive headache coming on as he listened. Ning Xuan was not an easy person to persuade. She felt that the way his Marshal had personally withdrawn her contract termination request in the past had been too aggressive. The more she thought about it, the more it bothered her, and she had held a grudge ever since. She refused to take the Marshal’s video calls and avoided using his gifts whenever possible. Because of this, Yan Fuzhen didn’t dare have any contact with the Marshal, terrified of accidentally provoking Ning Xuan.

Yun Han’s father had once sent assassins after Ning Xuan. Right now, Yan Fuzhen just wanted to haul the Energy Cabin outside and throw it as far away as possible; he couldn’t care less where the person inside ended up dying. But this was Yun Han, Commander of the Heavenly Might Corps. In that one battle, he had single-handedly protected all of his subordinates. Though he was now severely injured and comatose, the Heavenly Might Corps, from top to bottom, recognized him and him alone. No one could take his place as Commander.

Seeing Yan Fuzhen’s conflicted expression, Lin Mo quickly explained, "Housekeeper Yan, the assets under Yun Han’s name are no less than your Marshal’s. Please, just give this Contract to her. Besides, the thing I just brought out of the Energy Cabin... that’s Yun Han’s Companion Spirit. The Contractor is quite fond of it; she’s been holding it this entire time."

Lin Mo said, grimacing through the pain in his knees.

Yan Fuzhen shot him a skeptical look. "Can a Companion Spirit even survive outside its host’s body for long? Are you sure the Family Head knows it’s Commander Yun Han’s Companion Spirit?"

Lin Mo’s heart skipped a beat. ’Ning Xuan is from a Low-class Star; she doesn’t know much about the rules of the Controller Protection Association, Contractor Collars, and the like. It seems no one ever told her about the consequences of a Companion Spirit remaining outside its host for an extended period. So, could it be, just as Housekeeper Yan suggested, that Ning Xuan has no idea Little White is Yun Han’s Companion Spirit?’

This guess was like a bucket of cold water dumped over Lin Mo, chilling him to the core. One look at Lin Mo’s expression, and Yan Fuzhen knew his suspicion was correct: Ning Xuan was very likely unaware.

Seeing Lin Mo’s panicked expression, Yan Fuzhen found himself offering comfort. "Don’t assume the worst. A Companion Spirit and its host are one and the same. Since the Family Head likes the spirit, she might decide to keep him once she knows the truth."

When Yan Fuzhen handed the Contract to Ning Xuan, he saw the little white fluffball resting in her hand. It was tiny and fragile, looking no different from an ordinary pet cat.

"Family Head, this... Little White... it’s Commander Yun Han’s Companion Spirit." The moment Yan Fuzhen spoke, Ning Xuan’s hand, which had been stroking the little white cat, froze. She shot Yan Fuzhen a suspicious glance, then frowned and brought the kitten up to her eyes to examine it closely.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a faint silver sheen on the little white cat’s soft fur. Its eyes were a clear blue, like two crystalline gems, holding a hint of confusion and innocence.