They quickly manipulated the small blocks under their feet and started wandering in the Witch Race Territory.
...
anwhile.
In the Witch Race Main City.
After a week of rapidly clearing the Abyssal Rift, Han Xing and the others had significantly improved their strength.
Now, his level had reached 47, at 85%.
The levels of others were also above 80% of Level 46.
They weren’t far from leveling up again.
Since unlocking the Human Race milestone, their leveling speed had indeed increased.
However—
Han Xing also found that as they progressed, the experience required beca more terrifying.
Sotis, in the next Abyssal Rift run.
Clearing from layer 50 to 60 didn’t even increase the experience by 1%.
At this rate, to reach Level 50.
Han Xing estimated that it would take at least two to three more months.
But, the good news was.
They had already obtained five or six pieces of the three Orange Sets, and, removing duplicates, there were two or three usable items.
In addition, most of the Heroic Spirits they acquired were used by Han Xing to create Demon Elephant War Chariots.
Now, the number of chariots on the territory had surpassed two hundred.
Similarly, the Philosopher’s Stones and Shadow Divine Stones he acquired from the goblin warehouse were completely exhausted.
The materials in Ten Thousand Stars City were completely depleted.
A week of intense combat had also left everyone a bit tired.
Han Xing decided to pause the exploration of the Abyssal Rift and do sothing else to change the mood.
And what Han Xing planned to do next was a significant task.
If successful, the strength of the five of them, including Ten Thousand Stars City, would experience a dramatic increase!
In the depths of the royal palace, in a luxuriously decorated bedroom.
Han Xing and Wu Ling’Er were alone in a room.
Wu Ling’Er looked at Han Xing nervously, "Is it about to start? Brother Xing..."
Her tone carried a hint of unease, and a bit of anticipation.
Han Xing nodded and said, "Let’s begin."
Wu Ling’Er took several deep breaths and then slowly walked in front of Han Xing.
Han Xing even noticed Wu Ling’Er’s shoulders slightly trembling with nervousness.
Her light brown skin revealed a youthful softness.
Her dreamy eyes gazed at Han Xing.
With each breath, one could even feel the warmth exhaled by this Legendary Level powerhouse.
A mont later, Wu Ling’Er reached into her sleeve.
She pulled out a yellowed sheet of paper.
The paper recorded so information.
It was precisely the first batch of resources the Witch Race had prepared for trading.
Yes, Han Xing and Wu Ling’Er were in this secret room for the purpose of this trade.
Han Xing had promised Wu Ling’Er that he would sell her a batch of space backpacks soon.
The first batch included: 100 purple backpacks, 1000 blue backpacks.
All of them were top-notch.
As for what Wu Ling’Er would offer in exchange, Han Xing let her decide.
Now it seed, she had an answer.
Han Xing took the list and glanced at it carefully.
It read.
"For this transaction, the Witch Race is willing to offer 10,000 Philosopher’s Stones, 10,000 Shimring Terra Stones, 80,000 Shadow Divine Stones, 1 Ice Elent Affinity Secret dicine Formula, 1 Four Symbols Power Secret dicine Formula, 1 Spiritual Absorption Secret dicine Formula, and 1.7 billion Shadow Crystals..."
Seeing the materials on the list, Han Xing’s lips curled into a pleased smile.
This ti, the Witch Race was truly sincere.
The tens of thousands of Philosopher’s Stones and Terra Stones alone were enough to illustrate their precious value.
Plus, there were also three types of advanced secret dicine formulas from the Witch Race.
Just these items alone far exceeded the value of these backpacks.
Moreover, Wu Ling’Er knew Han Xing needed Shadow Crystals, so she intentionally had many collected to gift him.
This transaction was a huge win for Han Xing.
However, considering the importance of these backpacks to powerful beings like them, it wasn’t entirely unexpected.
So, Han Xing directly said, "Alright, let’s proceed with the trade."
Wu Ling’Er nodded slightly, "Okay."
"I’ve put everything in those few boxes behind you, Brother Xing can take them directly."
At this mont, Han Xing also noticed, in the corner of the room, there were two rows of large boxes, twelve in total!
Then, Han Xing clicked to collect!
The system notification appeared,
"Obtained 10,000 Philosopher’s Stones, obtained 10,000 Shimring Terra Stones, obtained..."
So many high-level materials nearly filled up two of Han Xing’s backpacks.
He couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy inside.
Great!
Because with this, he finally gathered the materials needed to craft the Sun Crown Stele!
Now, only one last material was missing, the Legendary Level Dragon Spirit.
Han Xing could almost start crafting this astonishingly powerful item!
At the sa ti, Han Xing handed those space backpacks over to Wu Ling’Er.
The two of them looked at each other very satisfied.
At this ti, Han Xing asked, "By the way, Ling’Er."
Hearing Han Xing calling her, Wu Ling’Er blinked her pretty eyes and replied, "What’s up, Brother Xing?"
Han Xing said, "Does your clan still have a stock of Philosopher’s Stones and Shimring Terra Stones?"
Wu Ling’Er looked at him curiously, "Brother Xing, do you need a lot more?"
This ti, Wu Ling’Er had given him tens of thousands of Philosopher’s Stones and Terra Stones.
This was almost the bulk of the reserves in her main city.
Even for Wu Ling’Er, a Legendary Level powerhouse, so many resources would last her one to two years without war.
However, what Wu Ling’Er didn’t know was that Han Xing was really short of these high-level materials.
The Philosopher’s Stones and Shimring Terra Stones given by Wu Ling’Er were indeed nurous, but just barely enough to craft the Sun Crown Stele.
Besides the Sun Crown Stele, Han Xing also wanted to build more Towers of Death Light, Ancient Weapons, etc.
He even wanted to give a ’Oracle Throne’ Divine Artifact to Cheng Jianyong and Shen Yun.
And all of these things required a large number of Philosopher’s Stones and Terra Stones.
"Yes, I need a lot of these high-level materials," Han Xing said straightforwardly.
Wu Ling’Er nodded her head slightly, "I understand, Brother Xing."
"Give so ti, I’ll talk to the other Witch Clan Priests to see if I can get so resources from their main cities."
Hearing this, Han Xing couldn’t help but grab Wu Ling’Er’s small hand, excitedly saying, "Thank you so much!"
Wu Ling’Er’s hands were held by Han Xing, but she didn’t break free, instead saying softly, "No... no problem..."
"When they hear they can trade for space items, they’ll definitely be happy to..."
The more Wu Ling’Er spoke, the softer her voice beca.
Her face blushed even more.
Facing Han Xing, this imnsely formidable Witch Race Saintess was now nearly burying her head to avoid eye contact.
Noticing Wu Ling’Er’s unusual reaction.
Han Xing then realized his actions and promptly released her hand.
Then he said, "Uh... sorry!"
Wu Ling’Er hurriedly replied, "No, no problem!"
"Brother Xing doesn’t need to apologize, just... could you call just Ling’Er from now on..."
"Don’t call by my full na, it feels a bit distant."
Han Xing: "..."
He understood why Wu Ling’Er wanted him to call her that.
That 91-point affinity already explained everything.
A mont later, he nodded and said, "Alright."
Wu Ling’Er’s face brightened with happiness at that, "Thank you, Brother Xing."
For a while, the atmosphere in the room beca a bit awkward.
At this mont, Han Xing coughed twice, "Oh right, Ling... Ling’Er."
The first ti calling her by this na, Han Xing was a bit unaccustod.
But he quickly adjusted.
"You gave so many Philosopher’s Stones at once, won’t it affect you?"
"You guys also need them to craft those war machines, right?"
In the last war, Wu Ling’Er’s main city suffered so damage, and many defense towers needed rebuilding.
Even the Demon Elephant War Chariots and Witch Pattern Battleships were heavily destroyed.
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