Interstellar Farming: I Make Potions and Climb to the Top

The tiger was lying there languidly. Upon seeing the apparition formed by Ning Xuan’s spiritual power, it froze for a moment before scrambling to its feet and walking toward her.

Lin Mo was so nervous his fingertips trembled. The Companion Spirit was born of his bloodline, sharing his very essence. However, until a Spirit Controller could form a complete Superpower Body, they couldn’t fully control their Companion Spirit. This was especially true during its heat period, when it became even harder to suppress.

Lin Mo had secretly clutched the Imprisonment Ring that Ning Xuan had just removed and tossed aside. He resolved to put it on immediately if he detected any unusual movement from the Blue Flame White Tiger.

Ning Xuan held her breath, gazing at the slowly approaching White Tiger. Specks of light flowed across its fur, which shimmered like silver satin. Each hair was as soft and smooth as a wisp of cloud. Pale golden ripples occasionally broke the pure white, as if the morning sun had melted the clouds into liquid gold and splashed it across a field of snow.

The White Tiger’s limbs were well-proportioned and powerful, with rippling muscles and sharp claws that looked capable of slicing through metal and stone. The moment the tiger lifted its head, the dark pattern on its forehead resembling the character for "king" pulsed with a dim golden light. Its fluffy mane was sprinkled with specks of gold, and within its amber eyes, golden vortexes swirled in their depths. It exuded the imposing aura of an ancient Divine Beast, yet it regarded Ning Xuan with endless curiosity.

The light in its eyes danced, flickering in the darkness like a firefly.

Ning Xuan saw no hostility in the White Tiger’s eyes. She reached out, attempting to touch the soft fur on its back. The White Tiger let out a HUFF, extending its head to gently sniff at Ning Xuan’s spiritual projection. After a quick sniff, its ears immediately perked up, and its eyes lit up with excitement. ’This human intruder smells nice and makes me feel comfortable. Her power is a bit weak, but I like her.’

The White Tiger circled Ning Xuan again and again. When she reached out to pet its head, it simply lay down. The moment Ning Xuan’s fingertips touched the tiger’s forehead, a wave of joy washed over her.

That majestic white coat was coarser than she had imagined, like sandpaper soaked in moonlight. But when she pressed her palm flat against it, she could feel another, cloud-like texture hidden beneath the stiff outer layer. Soft, fine down welled up between her fingers, like a handful of sun-melted snow, radiating the unique warmth of a living being. Beneath the fur, powerful muscles undulated, pulsing against her palm with each breath.

So real.

Ning Xuan’s nail unintentionally scraped the back of the tiger’s ear, and the White Tiger suddenly let out a pleased purr, actively nuzzling its head against her. Ning Xuan gave the spot behind its ear a good scratch, and the tiger narrowed its eyes in comfort. At that moment, it seemed less like a fearsome beast and more like a lazy cat.

Ning Xuan lost herself in stroking the docile White Tiger, oblivious to the bright path of light that had formed between the boundless grassland and her spiritual projection. This was the Spiritual Link Channel.

The Imprisonment Ring Lin Mo had been clutching had long since clattered to the ground. He was leaning back against the edge of the pool, his face flushed and his limbs weak. With every stroke Ning Xuan gave the White Tiger, a tingling, electric sensation shot up his spine and radiated through his entire body. The heat lying dormant in his lower abdomen erupted, instantly surging through him.

When Ning Xuan withdrew from Lin Mo’s Spiritual Sea, she saw the young man pinned beneath her, his body trembling. His eyes were swimming with desire, and uncontrollable moans escaped his lips. The calm she had just gained from petting the tiger was instantly set ablaze again. Unable to resist, she gripped Lin Mo’s lean waist and crushed her mouth to his, silencing his groans.

This was also Ning Xuan’s first time experiencing a heat period, and she had no idea how to handle it. A tempestuous force raged within her, demanding release and filling her with a powerful, destructive urge.

Lin Mo tasted the sharp, coppery-sweet tang of blood in his mouth. Ning Xuan had bitten his lip. The taste of blood only made her more frantic. Where she gripped him, it felt as if his bones might shatter. Lin Mo was suddenly grateful he hadn’t put on the Imprisonment Ring; he might not have been able to endure such forceful handling.

Yan Fuzhen sat in the living room on the first floor, a faint blush on his cheeks. In order to monitor the house’s security, his spiritual power enveloped the entire residence. Naturally, he was aware of all the commotion Ning Xuan was causing. ’No wonder she sent Chen Nan away earlier,’ he thought. ’Given the concentration of pheromones in the house right now, Chen Nan would have inevitably been affected if he were still here.’

Ning Xuan’s heat period was unlike any female heat period Yan Fuzhen was familiar with, so he had no experience to draw upon. All he knew was that the next morning, Ning Xuan woke up looking refreshed and vigorous, like a siren who had absorbed her fill of life force. All day long, she was relentlessly efficient—Cultivation, Alchemy, studying, never stopping for a moment. But as soon as night fell, her lust would return, punctual as the tide. Yan Fuzhen had no choice but to arrange extra meals for Lin Mo to ensure he could keep up his stamina. It wasn’t until about twenty days later that Ning Xuan finally returned to normal.

Ning Xuan felt that her Spiritual Power Value had increased significantly during this period of Cultivation. To confirm her suspicion, she made a special trip to the Information Assessment Center to get tested.

After exiting the testing room, Ning Xuan immediately pulled up her personal information on her Light Computer.

Profile

Status: Regular Citizen (Minor)

Name: Ning Xuan

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Mother: Ning Zilan (Deceased)

Father: Bai Xiwen (Deceased)

Registered Domicile: D-level Star, D618 Planet, Zone 4 Residence, Xingluo Bay

School: Xingluo Bay Middle and High Level Joint Academy (Note: Student’s Spiritual Power Level has advanced to B-level, granting eligibility for residence on the Central Star. Application approved. One residence gifted by the Controller Protection Association, House No. A189.)

Major: Alchemy

Professional Qualification: Passed the Advanced Alchemist Examination; Certified Advanced Alchemist.

Spiritual Power: B-level (Value: 4998)

Brain Domain Width: SSS-level

Companion Spirit (Superpower Body): Legendary Fire Spirit Vermilion Bird (Unmaterialized)

Superpower Talent: Unawakened

Ning Xuan saw her Spiritual Power Value was 4998. According to the level classifications, a value between 1,000 and 5,000 was B-level. Reaching 5,000 would mean she was A-level.

The Alchemist Competition was set to officially begin in three days. Ning Xuan would have to participate in the preliminary screening for the unrestricted division. Only by passing the screening could she advance to the next stage.

On the opening day of the Alchemist Competition, just as the first hint of light touched the sky, Medicine Valley Square on Jade Tripod Mountain was already packed with people.

With so many contestants this year, standard-issue Alchemy Furnaces provided by the organizers would be used in the preliminary screening to ensure fairness.

Three thousand Green Jade Tables were arranged across the square, and in front of each stood a Bronze Panchi Pattern Medicine Cauldron.

Ning Xuan stood before station number 720 in the unrestricted division, her expression calm as she examined the dozens of medicinal herbs laid out before her. The first trial was herb identification. Contestants not only had to state each herb’s effects and special uses, but also clearly name its place of origin.