At this mont, a system prompt appeared.
"The teleportation channel to the 61st layer of the Abyssal Rift has appeared. Do you want to continue?"
Han Xing directly chose to refuse.
Then, everyone left the Abyssal Rift together.
When their vision was restored, they stared at the uniquely styled room in front of them, suddenly caught off guard.
It was at this mont that they rembered.
They were in the room arranged for them by Wu Ling’Er, performing the teleportation.
Upon coming out again now, it was naturally at the original location.
This journey through the Abyssal Rift took about two hours.
The harvest...can be said to be quite astonishing.
Aside from three pieces of the Orange Set, many high-level single items were also dropped.
Apart from these item rewards, everyone’s experience bar increased by about 10%.
Don’t underestimate the growth.
But at their current level, it’s already quite impressive.
Just a few more tis, and within one or two days, they could all reach Level 46.
At this point, Shen Yun asked, "Brother Xing, are we continuing to challenge the Abyssal Rift now?"
Han Xing shook his head, "Let’s wait a bit, I’m going to digest the things we’ve gathered this ti."
Everyone nodded; they also knew that having connected 11 layers, Han Xing recently obtained two powerful blueprints and hadn’t had a chance to craft them yet.
Then, everyone left Han Xing’s room.
However, Shen Yun and the others had just left, and within a few minutes.
The sound of knocking on the door suddenly rang out.
"Han Xing, may I co in?"
A woman’s voice ca from outside the door.
Upon hearing this voice, Han Xing knew it was Wu Ling’Er.
He nodded and said, "You may."
Upon hearing this, Wu Ling’Er directly pushed the door in.
Then casually sat on the edge of Han Xing’s bed, crossing her legs, treating it entirely as if it were her own room.
Uh, not quite right.
To be honest, this indeed is Wu Ling’Er’s room, as the entire Royal Palace belonged to her.
They were rely temporarily lodging here.
Han Xing didn’t mind these details and asked, "Is there anything you need?"
Upon hearing Han Xing’s inquiry, Wu Ling’Er tilted her head and replied casually, "Is it not okay to find you without a specific matter?"
Listening to this woman’s unusual remarks, Han Xing couldn’t help but cast his gaze aside.
Only to find she was tilting her head, her dark hair lazily spread across the bed, gazing at Han Xing with a smile.
"Of course, you can find even when there’s nothing happening, but your side’s war just ended; you should be quite busy, right?"
"You managed to handle all those matters so quickly?" Han Xing asked.
Hearing this, the smile on Wu Ling’Er’s face faded, turning into so dismay.
"How could it be handled, the Witch Race suffered too great a loss this ti, besides two main cities being conquered, even the seventh defense line has fallen.
"Additionally, the High Priest is rallying Legendary Level powerhouses to retaliate against the Shadow Legion at the seventh defense line."
"Though I don’t have to partake in the battle, I do have to be responsible for eliminating the remaining Shadow Legion monsters within the Witch Race Territory."
Han Xing perceived the weariness in Wu Ling’Er’s tone.
At this mont, Wu Ling’Er changed the subject, saying: "If only I could be like you all."
"Not needing to be concerned with the trivial matters of the Witch Race, not having to bear the safety of tens of billions of Witch Race people."
Han Xing laughed, "What’s so great about that? You have the entire clan’s support now, with endless resources, you don’t need to gather them just like us."
But Wu Ling’Er shook her head, saying, "Of course, it would be great!"
"Because then...I could be like them, always following Brother Han Xing."
Han Xing: "..."
"You...what did you just call ?" Han Xing’s tone held so uncertainty.
"Brother Han Xing, right? I noticed the two beauties by your side call you that?" Wu Ling’Er asked in confusion.
"Don’t you like calling you that way?"
Wu Ling’Er’s tone suddenly beca a little discouraged.
"You’re right, after all, we’ve only t twice and I keep bothering you all..."
"You don’t disdain and are still willing to be friends with ..."
As Wu Ling’Er spoke further, her tone beca increasingly somber, until a mist of tears could be seen in her eyes, as though she was about to cry.
Han Xing rubbed his forehead and said speechlessly, "It’s not that, you can call whatever you want, I don’t mind."
"You’re just overthinking it."
Upon hearing Han Xing’s words, Wu Ling’Er instantly broke into a smile.
"That’s great, I’ll call you Brother Han Xing from now on!"
Speaking, she took out five bottles of elixir flowing with green liquid from her backpack.
"What is this?" Han Xing asked in confusion.
Wu Ling’Er smiled and replied, "Holy Tree Spirit Secret Elixir."
"It’s a unique recovery elixir from our Witch Race~ Even Legendary powerhouses can quickly recover if injured after taking it."
After speaking, Wu Ling’Er handed these bottles of potion to Han Xing.
The attributes of these potions appeared in front of Han Xing.
[Holy Tree Spirit Secret Elixir]: An elixir containing powerful life force, capable of quickly healing minor injuries of Demigod Level powerhouses and serious injuries of Legendary level powerhouses within a short ti.
Note: Creatures below Legendary level who take this elixir can instantly recover all life force; if not currently injured, consuming this elixir can permanently increase Constitution by 100.
Seeing the attributes of the potions, Han Xing was extrely astonished.
This is an elixir aid at Legendary and even Demigod level recovery potion!
No wonder Wu Ling’Er was severely injured yesterday but fully recovered today.
With this, it’s equivalent to having an extra life!
Looking at Han Xing’s shocked expression, Wu Ling’Er said with so pride, "Can you feel it? The life force contained within?"
Han Xing nodded and couldn’t help asking, "These potions must be very precious, right?"
Wu Ling’Er slightly tilted her head with a smile and said, "They are indeed precious, but not as exaggerated as you think~"
"The main ingredient of these elixirs is the leaf of the World Tree."
"Before, our Witch Race would trade a batch of leaves from the Elf Race each year."
"But as the World Tree encounters problems, the yield of these leaves has been decreasing annually."
"In addition to the outbreak of war, there is less trading among our large clans."
After Han Xing heard this, he nodded.
Then he put these bottles of elixir away and thanked her, "Thank you, Wu Ling’Er."
Wu Ling’Er shook her head, "No need to be so polite, aren’t we best friends?"
...
After Wu Ling’Er left.
Han Xing suddenly rembered that he had previously obtained two blueprints for secret elixirs and hadn’t had the chance to craft them.
Han Xing examined the materials needed for production.
[Materials required to make Fire Elent Affinity Secret Elixir]: Yi State*10,000, Fla Breath Grass*1, Four-star Fire-type Creature Blood*1, Spirit Core*1,000
[Materials required to make Gale Wings Secret Elixir]: Yi State*20,000, Wind Spirit Grass*1, Four-star Wind-type Creature Blood*1, Spirit Core*1,000
Han Xing nodded.
The materials needed for these two elixirs are relatively common, allowing for batch production.
Next ti they enter a dungeon, it can increase everyone’s combat strength significantly.
At this mont, Han Xing realized he still had so unfinished business.
Then, he suddenly summoned the Oracle Throne, and with a flash, appeared high in the sky.
Then with another flash, he returned to the Ten Thousand Stars City Sky Island.
While staying at the Witch Race Main City, Ten Thousand Stars City continued to develop in an orderly fashion.
The hundreds of thousands of goblins were close to exhausting that Pulsating Black Iron Mine.
During this period, Han Xing also found other mines for them to exploit.
Beyond this.
The territory’s five troop camps continued to summon creatures at all tis.
The last war saw Han Xing lose quite a few Wolf Cavalry and Minotaurs, and he’s been busy replenishing them recently.
Big-beaked Birds and Wargs don’t require much elaboration.
Han Xing was paying special attention to the camp he built last.
Chira Camp.
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