Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 416 Ying Yaoshi Comes to Demand People
Ning Xuan was able to take out the Soul Cleansing Pill because she had learned about the old dean's situation beforehand. Since she was going to give a gift, she naturally wanted to give someone something they needed.

The Soul Cleansing Pill is one of the more difficult pills to refine among high-level pills, requiring a high level of skill from the alchemist.

However, the raw materials for refining this kind of pill are relatively easy to obtain. Even if there are a few precious medicinal herbs, they are relatively common. The requirements for the age of the medicinal herbs are not high. After Ning Xuan gathered all the medicinal herbs, she tried to refine several batches of pills and finally successfully refined two bottles of Soul Cleansing Pills.

Yu Mingche once spent a lot of money to buy the Soul Cleansing Pill from the old dean. Unfortunately, the Soul Cleansing Pill formula contains many herbs with conflicting medicinal properties, making it too difficult to refine. Alchemists who can refine the Soul Cleansing Pill must be at the Grandmaster level, but there are very few Grandmaster-level alchemists. Most of them are too proud and unwilling to spend the effort to refine such a pill with a low return.

Yu Mingche put the bottle cap back on, then suddenly threw himself into Ning Xuan's arms, burying his head in the crook of her neck, and choked out his thanks, "Xuanxuan, thank you."

"Don't be so polite with me, as long as you're happy." Ning Xuan felt something wet on the back of her neck, patted Yu Mingche's back, and hugged him to comfort him.

Ning Xuan knew that Yu Mingche's emotions had been unstable lately. Whatever the reason, his condition was definitely not good for the fetus's development, and Ning Xuan felt it was necessary to care about his physical and mental health.

Fortunately, it seems that Yu Mingche was satisfied with the gift he gave to the old dean today.

Of course, Ning Xuan also gained some inspiration from this old dean. Since elderly people would have such problems, it was certainly not just him who had this problem. The difficulty of refining the Soul Cleansing Pill was relative. As the saying goes, what is difficult for those who know how is not difficult for those who don't. Since Ning Xuan was able to successfully refine this kind of pill, she felt that she could occasionally refine some and put them up for auction. After all, for an ordinary person like the old dean, there might be a powerful descendant like Yu Mingche who would be willing to pay any price for the medicine.

The old dean was moved to tears when he received the Soul-Clearing Pill from Ning Xuan. His health had been deteriorating in recent years, and he often suffered from unbearable headaches at night. This pill was exactly what he needed most, and this gift truly touched his heart.

Afterwards, the old dean warmly led Ning Xuan to visit the dormitory where Yu Mingche lived as a child and the drawings carved on the dormitory pillars. More than an hour later, Ning Xuan and Yu Mingche bid farewell amidst the old dean's reluctant gaze.

Yu Mingche assigned someone to take care of the old director here. Whenever Yu Mingche is on Central Star, he visits him every ten days or so.

On the way back, inside the flying car, Ning Xuan lay comfortably on Yu Mingche's lap, while Yu Mingche massaged her head.

At this moment, Ning Xuan's personal computer suddenly rang. Ning Xuan raised her hand and glanced at it. It was a video call from Ying Yaoshi.

Ning Xuan frowned. "Look, Ying Yaoshi is urging Lan Xin to go back again. He just sent a message yesterday to urge her. Humph, he doesn't have time to fulfill his obligation to accompany her, but he still has to steal Lan Xin away from me."

Ning Xuan complained with dissatisfaction. Lan Xin's beauty was comparable to that of Di Youlin and Yun Han, and she was much more docile and obedient than the two of them. She also had the ability to change her form. She had been having a great time with Lan Xin these past few days, so naturally she was unwilling to release her now.

Ning Xuan couldn't get through to Ying Yaoshi. Just as she was considering whether to call him back, Yu Mingche's personal terminal rang.

"Go ahead and answer it," Ning Xuan waved her hand.

Yu Mingche nodded and connected the video call. A faint blue light flickered in front of the two of them, and then Ying Yaoshi's holographic image gradually appeared.

He wore a dark black military uniform with gold accents, the double-breasted gold buttons fastened tightly down to below his Adam's apple. His epaulets were adorned with dark silver thorn patterns—the thorn insignia representing the highest command authority in the army. Ying Yaoshi's face seemed sculpted from polar ice; the shadows cast by his brow bones revealed unfathomable eyes like deep, cold pools. His lips were tightly pressed together, and his expression was serious yet tinged with melancholy.

"Greetings, my lord." Ying Yaoshi saw Ning Xuan's image appear in the camera's view, and he stood up, raised his hand, and bowed to Ning Xuan.

The holographic image emitted a faint electrical noise, within which one could hear the platinum chain clasps on Ying Yaoshi's military uniform cuffs gently colliding with his raised hand, producing a crisp sound similar to the clash of weapons.

Ying Yaoshi only greeted Ning Xuan, but did not greet Yu Mingche, as if he had completely ignored Yu Mingche.

Yu Mingche couldn't help but roll his eyes silently. Ning Xuan sat up and said, "Weren't you calling Mingche? You two talk, I won't disturb you."

“Xuanxuan, I only called Yu Mingche because I guessed you were with him. I have nothing to say to him. I'm looking for you,” Ying Yaoshi said immediately.

"Since you made the call, why didn't you even say hello? Isn't that a bit impolite?" Ning Xuan was openly supporting Yu Mingche.

Seeing Ning Xuan's attitude, Yu Mingche's eyes lit up with a smile as he looked at Ying Yaoshi with smug satisfaction.

Ying Yaoshi's already somewhat gloomy expression darkened even more.

"Greetings, Master Husband." Ying Yaoshi gave Yu Mingche a perfunctory bow.

Yu Mingche replied earnestly, "Greetings, Marshal."

"What do you want?" Ning Xuan asked.

"Xuanxuan, Lanxin should be back by now. You promised me that Lanxin would come with me in the future. Lanxin has been resting for almost a month. Tell him to come back in the next couple of days," Ying Yaoshi said to Ning Xuan.

"How dare you bring this up? Lan Xin didn't come back even once last year. Luckily, I brought him enough pills, otherwise his mental sea would have gone out of control long ago. Do you know that he is a half-beastman? Without me by his side, he is very likely to undergo mutation or even mental collapse," Ning Xuan questioned with dissatisfaction.

“We conduct monthly inspections of officers at all levels, and those with problems are investigated immediately. We check their security clearance. Lan Xin’s security clearance has always been above average, which is why he hasn’t taken leave to visit his family,” Ying Yaoshi explained.

"If your data were that accurate, so many people in the military wouldn't die from mental breakdowns every year," Ning Xuan said dismissively.

Ning Xuan's words left Ying Yaoshi speechless. Indeed, those tests only measured the situation at the time. Sometimes, in case of emergencies or contamination, the mutation value would skyrocket.

“Let’s leave aside the previous year. Starting this year, Lan Xin must come back every three months,” Ning Xuan said.