The Strongest Princess Consort in the Interstellar

 Chapter 7: Fragile and Worthless

Xiao Qingyang had no intention of cultivating spirit plants using the methods of this world. He had decided to nurture them with the power of nature.

However, on the Star Network, he couldn't find any information related to the seeds he held. It was as if they were not spirit plant seeds at all.

But Xiao Qingyang knew that the reality was quite the opposite. These seeds were probably extremely rare and precious spirit plant seeds. They were so valuable that even the Star Network lacked information about them.

Xiao Qingyang's gaze fell upon the seeds, carefully and attentively examining them.

After a while, he carefully stored away the seeds, deciding to preserve them until his magic power was restored to its previous level. Then he would attempt to cultivate them.

As the research on the seeds couldn't progress, Xiao Qingyang decided to continue his original plan of searching for familiar spirit plants in the forest. In the past few days, he had learned about several common low-level spirit plants in this world from the Star Network and resolved to find them all.

Of course, besides searching for spirit plants, Xiao Qingyang had another purpose in going to the forest: to train his body.

The body he currently inhabited was weak and fragile. Just taking a few steps made him gasp for breath, necessitating a rest before he could continue. It was far from satisfactory compared to his previous body.

Dwarves possessed powerful physiques. Although they also had magic power, they preferred relying on their own strength. They believed that their own strength was the greatest gift bestowed upon them by the earth.

Moreover, searching for ores, mining, and blacksmithing all required great physical strength. With his current level of stamina, he probably couldn't even lift his beloved little hammer. He needed to strengthen himself through exercise.

Since he couldn't rely on spiritual power at the moment, it was even more crucial for him to quickly develop his magical abilities. The natural power of the elven race was more inclined toward healing. To become self-sufficient and capable of self-defense, he still needed the strength of a dwarf.

Therefore, Xiao Qingyang was currently searching for spirit plants to cultivate and restore his own power of nature. He was simultaneously training his body and strength, striving to be able to search for minerals and increase the power of the earth as soon as possible.

The forest he often visited was Forest Number One. The empire did not consider this planet highly important, so the people who came here for mining didn't bother giving names to the forests. Instead, they used numbers for differentiation.

Forest Number One covered the largest area on the entire planet, and it also had the richest variety of species. Naturally, it had the highest number and variety of wild beasts as well.

Initially, the Xiao family designated this planet as a mining star, but after the mining operations were completed, it was abandoned. The main reason was the large number of indigenous wild beasts on this planet. To make it suitable for human habitation, tremendous manpower, resources, and finances would be required to drive away or kill these wild beasts.

Moreover, this planet was relatively far from the capital star, so the head of the Xiao family naturally did not advocate for its development. As a result, this planet was abandoned, left to fend for itself.

After spending a whole day in the forest, Xiao Qingyang fortunately managed to find all the recently acquainted low-level spirit plants. However, he was drenched in sweat, indicating that these activities were still somewhat challenging for him at the moment.

Fortunately, Xiao Qingyang was not an ordinary pampered young master from a wealthy family. He could endure hardships and tolerate these challenges. His physical fitness gradually improved according to his plan, although it still couldn't compare to that of an average person.

In an era where even the average person's physique generally ranged from D to C level, the original host's body could indeed be considered fragile and useless.

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Chapter 8: I Was Indeed Unfortunate Compared to My Mother

After dinner, Xiao Qingyang headed to the courtyard and infused a bit of natural power into the spirit plants he had recently transplanted. These were the results of his efforts over the past few days, and he dedicated all of it to these plants, especially those that were just transplanted that day, receiving his special attention.

Once the natural power was transferred, Xiao Qingyang felt that only a thin layer of residual magic remained at the bottom of his magic pool, while the rest was empty. It was a far cry from the days when his magic pool used to brim with magic power.

However, Xiao Qingyang didn't panic. He knew that someday his magic pool would be replenished once again.

The spirit plants, having absorbed the natural power, swayed their flower leaves as if leisurely stretching. Among them, a few plants showed the best condition, and some even emitted a faint shimmer.

Small specks of fluorescence detached from the plants and gently floated toward Xiao Qingyang. They gathered around him, resembling playful little sprites, and eventually entered his body, converging into his magic pool, replenishing the dwindling magic.

A faint smile curled upon Xiao Qingyang's lips as he witnessed the eyes of the spirit plants becoming even gentler. His voice turned softer as he murmured, "Thank you."

Indeed, spirit plants were the most adorable creatures in this world. By giving them a little bit of natural power, they had returned even more to him, filling his magic pool with abundance.

Xiao Qingyang carefully selected several thriving spirit plants and plucked the necessary flower leaves. He was preparing to try his hand at crafting the potions of this world.

Back in the Xuanyang Continent, Xiao Qingyang had studied both pill refinement in the cultivation era and alchemy in the magical era. Thanks to possessing both spiritual power and magical power, he had delved into both arts.

However, without spiritual power in his current state, pill refinement was not an option. He could only attempt alchemy.

Unfortunately, the materials required for the magic potions he was familiar with were not readily available here. Most of the spirit plants in this world differed from those of his world, making it challenging to produce the potions he knew.

Nevertheless, lacking spiritual power and the ability to use local methods for potion-making, Xiao Qingyang decided to experiment with alchemy to refine some local potions. Given the differences in the refining techniques, he couldn't guarantee absolute success.

For low-level potions, he could find production methods and formulas on the Star Network. The spirit plants used were all common and meant for beginners to practice with.

Coincidentally, Xiao Qingyang had all these spirit plants, so he picked the ones he needed and returned to his room.

Alchemy required specific containers, but as the currently penniless Xiao Qingyang, he couldn't afford professional alchemical equipment.

If only his Qiankun Bag had accompanied him, containing the set of equipment he frequently used.

"I was indeed more unfortunate than my mother," Xiao Qingyang sighed helplessly.

When his mother crossed over, she brought her storage bag containing many items related to the magical world. It was thanks to this opportunity that he had the chance to learn alchemy.

"Nevertheless, alchemy may not always work. Even with the equipment, success is not guaranteed. I should give it a try first," Xiao Qingyang remained optimistic.

Lacking professional equipment, he found a few glass bottles and improvised them into simple alchemical devices. He then placed the spirit plants in separate glass bottles, controlled the fire's temperature using a combustion device, and infused magic into each bottle, processing the spirit plants and removing impurities.

Once all the spirit plants had melted into liquid, he cautiously blended the liquids in a specific order. Successful fusion was a crucial step, as it meant the potion was halfway to completion.

Xiao Qingyang focused all his attention, his gaze fixed intently on the liquid in front of him, afraid that a momentary distraction would ruin all his efforts.