Bexia carefully investigated all the information about Hemer alloy and discovered that it was indeed as Moon described - manufacturing a small warship would require only a few hundred tons.
Seeing this, Bexia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If, as he suspected, it would cost a hundred billion rule fragments to build a warship, even an Eternal-level deity wouldn't be able to come up with that many rule fragments.
After reviewing the Hemer alloy for sale, Bexia opted for a quantity in the thousands of tons instead of the hundred-ton range for the small warship. He knew that Conesy's predecessor was a medium-dimensional warship, so it would be better to create a similar warship body for Conesy.
Following Moon's explanation, Bexia also selected some other metals, which were required for specific components. These metals might not be more precious than Hemer alloy, but they were not cheap either, especially given Bexia's principle of choosing quality over cost. He even selected some Eternal-level materials, albeit in limited quantity, but definitely expensive enough.
With the minimum price of a thousand-ton Hemer alloy being at least one billion rule fragments, along with various other materials, Bexia calculated that he would need at least one and a half billion rule fragments in hand.
Yet in reality, he didn't even have one-tenth of that amount of rule fragments.
"With the rule fragments you've chosen from these materials, it feels like you could create a regular Eternal-level warship. Why don't you just sell the Rule fragments to me, and I'll give you the Bloodwing in return!" Moon suggested.
"If she sees this many rule fragments, she might decide to give herself to you without any shame!" Moon quipped.
"And isn't that all for your sake? She doesn't have much time left anyway!" Bexia said, immediately regretting his words as Moon fell silent. "I didn't mean it like that!" he hurriedly explained.
"No need to explain. You spoke the truth; she indeed doesn't have much time left," Moon's voice sounded somewhat despondent.
"Sorry! If the opportunity arises, I will help you!" Bexia patted Moon's slender shoulders. Despite being a domineering race, only the two of them remained now after the destruction, and Bexia couldn't comprehend, nor would he ever understand, the burdens they carried.
"You don't need to meddle; this is our affair. Mind your own business!" Moon opened Bexia's hand, folding her arms.
"Alright, as you wish," Bexia didn't say much more; some things couldn't be resolved just by words.
With the rule fragments in short supply, Bexia needed to part with some belongings. Moreover, ordinary items wouldn't suffice, so he decided to sell off some valuable collections, such as techniques or divine arts that he no longer used!
Apart from innate physique or talent, a cultivator's strength was largely determined by techniques, divine arts, and equipment. Among these, techniques held the utmost importance, followed by divine arts, with equipment ranking last and so on.
Immortal-grade techniques and divine arts held considerable value, especially when they came from the collection of an Eternal God, making them the cream of the crop. Even the simplest book could fetch several hundred thousand rule fragments. To quickly amass enough rule fragments, Longya planned on selling an Eternal-level super divine art.
Using a teleportation array to reach the one hundredth floor beneath the Greedy City, he found himself in the core area of the city, where auctions were held physically. Surprisingly, even with an Eternal-grade divine art in hand, Bexia could only access the auction area on the eightieth floor. One could only imagine what lay below.
"You wait a moment!" Moon suddenly stopped Bexia.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you planning to continue like this with the Eternal-level divine art in hand? Aren't you afraid of being tracked?" Moon stared at Bexia like a Shar-Pei and said.
"Let me see if there are any artifacts that can mask the aura!" Bexia said and opened a subspace.
"It's useless. The concealment of artifacts is easily seen through. Let me help you instead!"
"Why are you suddenly so eager to help?" Bexia smirked, "Has the sun risen from the west for you, Moon?"
"What do you mean? If you don't want my help, I can't be bothered either!" Moon pouted discontentedly, like a little hamster.
"Haha! Just kidding, Moon. If you're willing to help me, I haven't thanked you enough. Why wouldn't I be willing?"
"Hmph!" Moon snorted discontentedly, but then reluctantly reached out and pounced towards Bexia.
Of course, Moon wasn't trying to hug Bexia. As soon as she got close to him, her body immediately transformed into numerous small blood-red bats, each the size of a pinkie finger, and enveloped Bexia with a thick blood mist. The aura she exuded kept escalating until it reached the level of an Immortal God, so high that even the saints wouldn't be able to gauge Bexia's true strength as long as he didn't make a move.
"Moon! What ability is this?" Bexia asked in astonishment. If he didn't clearly feel that his power hadn't increased, he would have believed he had become an Immortal God.
"I borrowed Lian's aura, using Source Blood as the connecting bridge. As long as you don't act, absolutely no one can perceive your true strength!" Moon's voice rang out, as she was now incarnated as the blood mist surrounding Bexia.
