They quickly manipulated the small blocks under their feet and started wandering in the Witch Race Territory.
...
Meanwhile.
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 werenât far from leveling up again.
Since unlocking the Human Race milestone, their leveling speed had indeed increased.
Howeverâ
Han Xing also found that as they progressed, the experience required became more terrifying.
Sometimes, in the next Abyssal Rift run.
Clearing from layer 50 to 60 didnât 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 Philosopherâs 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 something 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 LingâEr were alone in a room.
Wu LingâEr 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, "Letâs begin."
Wu LingâEr took several deep breaths and then slowly walked in front of Han Xing.
Han Xing even noticed Wu LingâErâs 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 moment later, Wu LingâEr reached into her sleeve.
She pulled out a yellowed sheet of paper.
The paper recorded some information.
It was precisely the first batch of resources the Witch Race had prepared for trading.
Yes, Han Xing and Wu LingâEr were in this secret room for the purpose of this trade.
Han Xing had promised Wu LingâEr 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 LingâEr would offer in exchange, Han Xing let her decide.
Now it seemed, 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 Philosopherâs Stones, 10,000 Shimmering Terra Stones, 80,000 Shadow Divine Stones, 1 Ice Element Affinity Secret Medicine Formula, 1 Four Symbols Power Secret Medicine Formula, 1 Spiritual Absorption Secret Medicine Formula, and 1.7 billion Shadow Crystals..."
Seeing the materials on the list, Han Xingâs lips curled into a pleased smile.
This time, the Witch Race was truly sincere.
The tens of thousands of Philosopherâs Stones and Terra Stones alone were enough to illustrate their precious value.
Plus, there were also three types of advanced secret medicine formulas from the Witch Race.
Just these items alone far exceeded the value of these backpacks.
Moreover, Wu LingâEr 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 wasnât entirely unexpected.
So, Han Xing directly said, "Alright, letâs proceed with the trade."
Wu LingâEr nodded slightly, "Okay."
"Iâve put everything in those few boxes behind you, Brother Xing can take them directly."
At this moment, 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 Philosopherâs Stones, obtained 10,000 Shimmering Terra Stones, obtained..."
So many high-level materials nearly filled up two of Han Xingâs backpacks.
He couldnât 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 same time, Han Xing handed those space backpacks over to Wu LingâEr.
The two of them looked at each other very satisfied.
At this time, Han Xing asked, "By the way, LingâEr."
Hearing Han Xing calling her, Wu LingâEr blinked her pretty eyes and replied, "Whatâs up, Brother Xing?"
Han Xing said, "Does your clan still have a stock of Philosopherâs Stones and Shimmering Terra Stones?"
Wu LingâEr looked at him curiously, "Brother Xing, do you need a lot more?"
This time, Wu LingâEr had given him tens of thousands of Philosopherâs Stones and Terra Stones.
This was almost the bulk of the reserves in her main city.
Even for Wu LingâEr, a Legendary Level powerhouse, so many resources would last her one to two years without war.
However, what Wu LingâEr didnât know was that Han Xing was really short of these high-level materials.
The Philosopherâs Stones and Shimmering Terra Stones given by Wu LingâEr were indeed numerous, 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 âOracle Throneâ Divine Artifact to Cheng Jianyong and Shen Yun.
And all of these things required a large number of Philosopherâs Stones and Terra Stones.
"Yes, I need a lot of these high-level materials," Han Xing said straightforwardly.
Wu LingâEr nodded her head slightly, "I understand, Brother Xing."
"Give me some time, Iâll talk to the other Witch Clan Priests to see if I can get some resources from their main cities."
Hearing this, Han Xing couldnât help but grab Wu LingâErâs small hand, excitedly saying, "Thank you so much!"
Wu LingâErâs hands were held by Han Xing, but she didnât break free, instead saying softly, "No... no problem..."
"When they hear they can trade for space items, theyâll definitely be happy to..."
The more Wu LingâEr spoke, the softer her voice became.
Her face blushed even more.
Facing Han Xing, this immensely formidable Witch Race Saintess was now nearly burying her head to avoid eye contact.
Noticing Wu LingâErâs unusual reaction.
Han Xing then realized his actions and promptly released her hand.
Then he said, "Uh... sorry!"
Wu LingâEr hurriedly replied, "No, no problem!"
"Brother Xing doesnât need to apologize, just... could you call me just LingâEr from now on..."
"Donât call me by my full name, it feels a bit distant."
Han Xing: "..."
He understood why Wu LingâEr wanted him to call her that.
That 91-point affinity already explained everything.
A moment later, he nodded and said, "Alright."
Wu LingâErâs face brightened with happiness at that, "Thank you, Brother Xing."
For a while, the atmosphere in the room became a bit awkward.
At this moment, Han Xing coughed twice, "Oh right, Ling... LingâEr."
The first time calling her by this name, Han Xing was a bit unaccustomed.
But he quickly adjusted.
"You gave me so many Philosopherâs Stones at once, wonât it affect you?"
"You guys also need them to craft those war machines, right?"
In the last war, Wu LingâErâs main city suffered some damage, and many defense towers needed rebuilding.
Even the Demon Elephant War Chariots and Witch Pattern Battleships were heavily destroyed.