Interstellar Farming: I Make Potions and Climb to the Top

Ning Xuan’s fingers drifted unconsciously toward the screen. The scene in the video captivated her, making her heart race and her blood rush. Her eyes involuntarily followed Yun Han’s every move. His robes slowly slipped off with his movements, revealing delicate collarbones and a stretch of pale skin. The graceful curve of his tilted-back neck looked both fragile and incredibly seductive.

Under the light, his fair, lustrous skin had a faint pinkish glow, exuding a certain indescribable warmth. That warmth seemed to spill out from the screen and envelop Ning Xuan. Her cheeks began to burn, and even her ears turned red. Although Yun Han’s eyes were blindfolded, Ning Xuan could still see the allure on his face, which sent a wave of heat through her body.

She abruptly shut off the video, forcing herself to calm down. However, the image of Yun Han was seared into her mind, impossible to shake. Her cheeks were still hot, and her heart refused to settle. Ning Xuan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the distracting thoughts.

"Chen Nan, come in for a moment," Ning Xuan called out.

Hearing Ning Xuan’s call, Chen Nan immediately entered and asked, "What are your orders, Contractor?"

"You and Lin Mo go to the Association and bring Yun Han back." A month had passed, and Ning Xuan felt that Yun Han had learned pretty much everything he needed to. The rest wasn’t important.

"Understood." Chen Nan respectfully accepted the order and left.

Di Youlin dropped down from the rafters. "Master, I saw that video you were watching. I can do that move too. Want to try it?" Di Youlin’s face was full of eager anticipation. When he was confined in 701, he had often snuck out to wander around the seventh basement level and had seen quite a few things.

Ning Xuan pressed a hand to her forehead in embarrassment and told him to get out. Ever since Di Youlin had arrived, whenever she wanted to discuss matters like spiritual power soothing with Lin Mo or Chen Nan, she first had to find Yan Fuzhen to keep a close eye on him.

Less than half an hour later, Lin Mo and Chen Nan returned with Yun Han. Accompanying them was a vice president from the Controller Protection Association.

The vice president didn’t waste words. After a brief greeting with Ning Xuan, she got straight to the point. She took out a Recruitment Order, requesting Ning Xuan’s participation in a spiritual power soothing medical support mission at the Controller Protection Association in seven days.

Ning Xuan looked at the Recruitment Order. A wormhole crisis had erupted in three sectors of the interstellar battlefield. Large numbers of front-line soldiers had been infected by a virus, causing their spiritual power to run rampant and their Mutated Values to skyrocket. The president of the Controller Protection Association had already led one hundred S-Class and above Controllers to the front lines. They would prioritize emergency treatment for the most critical patients there. Once their conditions stabilized, these patients, along with the less critical ones, would be sent back to the Controller Protection Association on Central Star for further treatment.

The Recruitment Order summoned all registered members of the Association to participate in the medical relief effort.

Ning Xuan had enjoyed the various benefits provided by the Controller Protection Association, so she naturally wouldn’t shirk her duty when her help was needed.

Speaking of which, aside from this kind of medical support, accepting the Half-beastman slave, the Nine-tailed, and Lan Xin from the Association had also been part of her obligations as a registered Controller.

"Does the president’s team need more support? Should I go?" Ning Xuan asked.

The vice president gave a wry smile. "Where would we find more people? The president managed to gather 100 S-level Controllers in such a short time only by calling on many of the old-timers who are several hundred years old. Yet, that young S-level Controller from the Azure Dragon Clan flatly refuses to go. If that Saintess Hua were as conscientious as you, the president wouldn’t be so angry."

"However, you can’t go. The president left specific instructions. You have immense potential, but your current strength is insufficient. You are not to leave Central Star under any circumstances. I will pass on your good intentions to the president. For the next few days, please rest and build up your strength. We hope you’ll be able to save many lives in seven days’ time." After speaking, the vice president prepared to leave. She still had many Recruitment Orders to deliver in person.

"Vice President, I have a batch of medicine I concocted in my spare time. There are some for lowering Mutated Values, some for clearing viral infections, and some for suppressing spiritual power rampages. Please give them to the president." As she spoke, Ning Xuan took out three large boxes of medicine from a Space Button. Each box contained twenty thousand vials.

Half of the medicinal ingredients for these medicines were gathered in the Lingxiao Secret Realm. The rest came from the school’s medicinal herb garden and various small purchases on the Star Network.

After discovering that Alchemy could aid her spiritual power Cultivation, Ning Xuan often practiced Alchemy while cultivating. The medicine she concocted using her own Energy Flame not only had an extremely high success rate, but their quality was also significantly higher than those made with ordinary flames.

Ning Xuan was not short on money or resources, so she just focused on burying herself in Cultivation and Alchemy. Without realizing it, she had accumulated a large stock of medicine. These three boxes were just a small fraction of it.

Looking at the extremely high-purity medicine in the boxes, the vice president’s eyes filled with tears of excitement. "This is exactly what the president needs most right now! Ning Xuan, we owe you so much for this. The president can finally breathe a little easier. Don’t worry, the Association will absolutely pay you market price for this medicine. We won’t let you take a loss." The vice president put away the medicine and left in a hurry, unable to wait.

After the vice president left, Lin Mo came over and told Ning Xuan that after picking up Yun Han, they had taken him to Jingyi Residence. He asked if Ning Xuan wanted to see him now.

Ning Xuan said there was no need. She had just given away her stockpile of medicine for treating spiritual power rampages and the like. In seven days, she would be going to the Association to provide medical support, and those three types of medicine would surely be in high demand. She wanted to use the next seven days to concoct another batch.

For the next seven days, Ning Xuan dedicated herself to cultivating while concocting the three types of much-needed medicine. Yan Fuzhen was in charge of purchasing the medicinal ingredients, so Ning Xuan didn’t have to worry about it. However, by the fifth day, the price of the raw materials for those three medicines had risen sharply, and some apothecaries were even out of stock.

Fortunately, by then, Ning Xuan had already accumulated a sufficient supply of medicine. Since the ingredients were hard to buy, she decided to take a good two-day rest. At the same time, she made a mental note. ’Once this busy period is over, I really need to open a few of my own apothecaries. For an Alchemist, lowering the price of raw materials means lowering the cost of the medicine. Fluctuations in ingredient prices directly affect the cost and supply of medicine.’

’If I plan to sell finished medicine in the future, establishing a stable supply chain for ingredients is the only way to ensure a steady supply and have better control over prices.’