Perhaps sensing her elder sister's regret, La Riluo, deep within her soul, tilted her head, scarlet light flickering in her crimson eyes.
As Zhao Ji's sister, born from the same source, she might have been a bit of a goofball, but she was not stupid.
Especially as an evil god of the "Life-Procreation" path, she was extraordinarily sensitive to the feelings between men and women.
In a sense, she had noticed her elder sister's interest in Qiu Tu first, which was why she had always wanted to bring the two of them together.
And now, seeing her elder sister lower her head to look at that longsword, another guess immediately formed in her heart.
Her eyes rolled around as though she were cooking up some bad idea.
A moment later, she said with a grin, "Elder Sister, you seem rather regretful about that sword."
Zhao Ji clearly did not understand what La Riluo was plotting.
Hearing La Riluo's words, she did not think much of them and merely said coolly, "A little."
"I spent a long time nurturing this sword."
"Every enemy defeated by my hand met their end beneath this sword."
"You should know that the enemies I personally kill are all ordinary deities, all Heavenly Gods or above."
"Heavenly Gods themselves represent 'World Rules.' Killing them represents the destruction and reshaping of 'World Rules.' Thus, over time, this sword naturally came to possess certain World Rules and developed spirituality."
At that, Zhao Ji paused before continuing, "Whether it is a living being or an object, once it receives the enhancement of 'World Rules,' it undergoes a qualitative transformation and far surpasses others of its kind."
"In human terms, this sword became a 'Divine Artifact.'"
Though Zhao Ji was explaining it to La Riluo in meticulous detail, to La