Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 207 Searching for the Helix Nebula
Ning Xuan knew that the newly generated energy, which seemed to be able to rival the fire energy, was actually not the case at all.

The Fire Spirit Vermilion Bird was suppressed by the rules of this realm and could not take shape, which greatly reduced the power of fire energy.

It is precisely because of this premise that the new energy that was previously suppressed can now emerge. However, her cultivation time is not long, yet the new energy has grown so rapidly, which is not actually a good thing.

However, since things have already developed to this point, there's nothing we can do but try to resolve them.

Just as Ning Xuan was engrossed in refining potions and cultivating, the dust storm period in the Crimson Sand Sea finally ended.

Inside the command center of the safe zone, Ning Xuan watched through the monitor screen as the crimson sand sea shrouded in dust storm gradually calmed down, transforming from a chaotic land shrouded in smoke and dust into a beautiful picture of golden sand and crimson sea.

Even though it's only a small glimpse of the outermost edge, it's enough to give you a glimpse into the scenery inside the desert.

The power of nature is astonishing, and its scenery is even more captivating.

"Commander Yun, the Crimson Sand Sea is too dangerous. I've already sent out three exploration teams, but not a single message has come back. The three teams have a total of thirty people, and not a single one has returned." Qiao Yu said disapprovingly when he learned that Yun Han was going to explore the Crimson Sand Sea with Ning Xuan.

Yun Han had previously asked him to gather information about the Crimson Sand Sea. Although he didn't know why, he carried out Yun Han's orders without hesitation.

But the red sand sea is like a tomb; people go in but never come out.

“Miss Ning, our monitoring can only detect the outermost part of the area. The Crimson Sand Sea is so vast, we don’t know what’s inside. Rushing in would be extremely dangerous. Why don’t you wait until we have a more in-depth investigation and a more comprehensive understanding before exploring?” Qiao Yu tried to persuade Ning Xuan when Yun Han ignored him.

Ning Xuan waved her hand, "Thank you for your kind offer, but our itinerary was already set and it's not easy to change it."

Qiao Yu wanted to persuade him again, but Yun Han suddenly reached out and pressed down on his shoulder.

"Go down and prepare what I asked for." Yun Han didn't want Qiao Yu to say anything more, so she quickly sent him away.

"Yes." Qiao Yu looked at Yun Han's expression and dared not say anything more.

After Qiao Yu left, Ning Xuan and the others began their next discussion.

Since they were going to enter an extremely dangerous place, they naturally had to make ample preparations.

During this period, through various means, Ning Xuan's team has accumulated at least ten magical artifacts left behind by primitive civilizations.

Among these magical artifacts, defensive, storage, and auxiliary artifacts are bound to blood, while offensive and even flying artifacts are bound to energy generated from blood.

In the past few days, Ning Xuan has found a flying boat the size of a thumb. This flying boat is powered by Ning Xuan's bloodline energy. When not in use, it is only the size of a thumb. Once activated, it can instantly transform into a large flying vehicle about ten meters long.

Apart from Ning Xuan, everyone else had made their own preparations, and no one fell behind. Even the little fox wanted to enter the Crimson Sand Sea with them.

The next day, Ning Xuan headed towards the crimson sand sea known as the "Domain of Death" as planned. Looking at the endless expanse of sand before them, everyone was awestruck. The land stretched out like a vast ocean, its varying shades of ochre red reflecting a metallic sheen in the sunlight. The distant dunes took on various shapes, some resembling the spines of giant beasts, their sharp angles piercing the sky, each ridge incredibly sharp.

They explored the Crimson Sands initially for the generous rewards offered by the authorities, but now Ning Xuan is willing to take a gamble. She feels that only the legendary Spiral Nebula can solve the problem of the new energy within her body.

It is said that the Spiral Nebula can improve genes and bloodlines. Since her new life energy is suppressed, wouldn't it be enough to just raise the level of her new life energy?
Just as Ning Xuan and her group entered the crimson sand sea, a sandstorm suddenly arose, arriving without warning. The sky, which had been clear just a moment ago, was suddenly covered by heavy, leaden clouds, and charged sand grains wove a scarlet net in the air.

"Everyone be careful, these sand grains are electrified," Lin Mo shouted.

As if to prove this statement, the next second, an electric current surged through, engulfing the entire group. "Ah!" Cries of pain rose and fell. After a moment of chaos, Zhang Nan pointed at Chen Nan and laughed, mocking his hair for looking like a bird's nest.

In reality, everyone's hairstyle is pretty much the same.

When everyone has an afro, appearance doesn't really matter.

The sandstorm posed no real danger to them, but trouble struck when they lost their way.

The vast desert is like a maze, making it impossible to discern directions.

Fortunately, Zhang Nan has a natural sensitivity to the external environment, and under his guidance, Ning Xuan and her group quickly made it out of the sandstorm area.

Zhang Nan's boot crushed a piece of weathered, unidentified bone, fine white fragments mixing with the red sand. He raised his hand to signal the team to stop, his gaze sweeping over his wristwatch behind his goggles: the electronic compass used for positioning was spinning wildly.

“Magnetic field anomaly.” He pulled off his scarf, revealing his chapped lips. “Everyone, check your equipment; there might be something here.”

A gasp interrupted him. Wang Teng, who was walking at the front, suddenly sank halfway down, the quicksand like a monster with its jaws wide open, instantly swallowing him up to his chest.

"Don't move! Don't strain, relax," Lin Mo said, swinging out the climbing rope. "Grab it! We'll pull you up."

Lin Mo's composure greatly eased Wang Teng's panic.

Wang Teng's descent slowed down, which should have been exciting, but at this moment everyone was staring at Wang Teng's neck—three blood-red fire scorpions were crawling up his collar.

Di Youlin's military saber whistled through the air, the back of the blade precisely swatting away the venomous fire scorpion, thus resolving the crisis facing Wang Teng.

He grabbed another rescue rope and jumped into the quicksand area, intending to pull Wang Teng out. However, he felt a sticky sensation on the soles of his military boots. This made him realize that this was not ordinary quicksand—there was clearly some kind of gelatinous substance surging below.

"Back off! Everyone scatter!" Zhang Nan commanded everyone to retreat. At that moment, dozens of moving mounds suddenly rose up from the sand. These mounds were not sand or dust, but rather a black wave formed by tens of thousands of desert army ants. The "bridges" they built with their bodies were extending, their destination unknown.

These social creatures are not particularly strong individually, but they are numerous. Unless absolutely necessary, there is no need to confront them.