Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 428 Danger Averted
While manipulating the vines to protect herself, Ning Xuan dodged the attacks. The black and red intertwined branches of the Ghost Face Red Vine grew and coiled rapidly around her, forming a constantly writhing and solid barrier.

The terrifying force that surrounded her from all directions slammed into Ning Xuan, sending broken leaves and stems flying everywhere. Fortunately, the Ghost Face Red Vine was very tough, with high defensive capabilities and a strong self-repairing ability, so Ning Xuan was not injured. She just felt like she had been pushed hard.

However, the attacks continued relentlessly, becoming increasingly precise and powerful. Before long, Ning Xuan's breathing became rapid, each dodge fraught with danger, and the ground beneath her feet cracked violently. "Roar—!"

A deafening roar, like a tangible sound wave, violently impacted the rock walls of the entire underground space, the echoes overlapping and almost tearing one's eardrums apart.

Soon, Ning Xuan saw the strange beast form of Qinghe. A dragon-shaped creature with a body length of more than ten meters was frantically shuttling, twisting and crashing in this limited space!
Its body was enormous, exuding a powerful aura and a violent presence; however, upon closer inspection, it was clear that it was severely injured.

One of its two horns on its head was broken off, leaving only a jagged, dark, and rough break. The other horn was also covered with cracks and had a grayish color.

The scales covering its body, which should have been a bright and vibrant red, were now dull and dark, as if covered by a thick layer of gray mist.

A hazy mist seeped out from between its scales, enveloping its entire body. Its eyes were filled with dense, crisscrossing blood vessels, its gaze filled with pain and revealing a ferocious killing intent.

There was no reason in that gaze, only the madness of someone driven to the brink of despair by prolonged suffering.

It locked onto Ning Xuan's location, twisted its body suddenly, and with overwhelming force, slammed into the vine wall where Ning Xuan was hiding.

Ning Xuan stepped on the wings of the flying elephant ant and dodged with a whoosh. Compared to the beast that was over ten meters long, Ning Xuan was small and more agile. During her dodge, she finally found an opportunity and successfully used the vines to feed Qinghe a Soul-Cleansing Pill. At the same time, she also used the vines to remotely insert dozens of golden needles into the head of the dragon-shaped beast. She used the thickest and longest golden needles she had and inserted them into acupoints that forced sleep. Under the combined effect of the medicine and the acupoints, about ten minutes after the needles were inserted, the beast's movements gradually slowed down.

Ning Xuan was almost completely exhausted, and the Ghost Face Red Vine was also destroyed in pieces. Seeing that the strange beast had slowed down, her heart finally settled down.

About half an hour later, the dragon-shaped beast, whose movements were becoming increasingly slow, collapsed and fell into a deep sleep.

The entire grounding space had been reduced to ruins, a dark and gloomy place with only a few scattered emergency lights still on.

Ning Xuan quickly took the pills that would aid her recovery, sat in meditation to regulate her breathing, and restored her physical strength. As her body slowly recovered, the aura of the strange beast that had fallen into a coma gradually stabilized.

The gray mist that swirled around its body also appeared to have dissipated considerably.

Two hours later, Ning Xuan had fully recovered, and Gui Mian Hong Teng had also recovered completely.

Ning Xuan manipulated the vines to pull out the golden needles from the beast's head one by one, and fed the beast two whole bottles of mutation-removing pills.

"Am I dreaming? Or am I already dead? I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time." Qinghe, still in his beast form, said with a somewhat bewildered expression.

"You were almost dead, I pulled you back to life." Seeing that Qinghe had regained his senses, Ning Xuan emerged from the darkness and took two steps toward Qinghe. "How did Ning Xuan end up here? It seems I really am dreaming." Qinghe stared blankly at Ning Xuan, shaking his head dejectedly.

While Qinghe was wondering if he was dreaming, Ningxuan had already walked up to him. She bent down and touched the broken horn on Qinghe's head. "How did this break? It looked so good before. Does this break affect you a lot?" Ningxuan asked slowly.

“It was broken in the Chaotic Realm,” Qinghe replied.

Qinghe felt Ning Xuan's hand touching the horns on his head. He grabbed Ning Xuan's hand with a claw. "The voice is so real, and the hand is warm. I'm not dreaming. Miss Ning, did you really come to save me?" Qinghe carefully retracted the sharp nails on his claws, afraid of scratching Ning Xuan.

"Didn't you send someone to find Lan Xin? Lan Xin begged me to save you. Now see if you can return to a human body." Ning Xuan withdrew her hand and straightened up.

Qinghe tried several times but failed. However, in the process of trying to restore his human form, he found that the stubborn pollutants in his spiritual sea had become much thinner, and the restless alien genes in his bloodline had gradually calmed down.

These changes were within his expectations; without them, he would not have regained his senses.

“Miss Ning, the merits I have made in the Chaotic Realm have already offset the sins I committed in the past. Now, as long as my condition is stable, I am free.”

"As long as I'm by Miss Ning's side, I can maintain a stable state. Please, Miss Ning, let me stay by your side." Because he was still in the form of a dragon-shaped beast, Qinghe's voice was low and hoarse.

"Your presence by my side helps me maintain my stability, but what benefit does that bring me?" Ning Xuan asked, looking at him.

"I will stay by your side, serve you as my master, and obey your orders unconditionally. I will be your bodyguard and your henchman. If you are in danger, I will risk my life to protect you." The dragon-shaped beast bowed its head before Ning Xuan and made a solemn promise.

"You're making it sound so easy now. What if you regret it later when you're fully recovered and no longer have any constraints?" Ning Xuan was still very tempted to have a powerful thug without having to pay anything.

“I am willing to transfer the contract to your name and establish a blood pact, so that you can control me through blood.” Qinghe seemed to have anticipated Ning Xuan’s question and quickly offered his advice.

Ning Xuan smiled slightly. There was even a blood pact, another area she had never been familiar with before.

"You've ruined this floor like this, won't Chairman Wang make you pay for it?" Ning Xuan asked, looking at the ruined underground space.

She didn't want to take on a pile of debt before she even took over the people.

"No, Miss Ning, this floor was originally built for me."