Chen Xiaojun let out a long sigh. "In my previous life, they were only called the Ten Famous Swords. But when I underwent martial soul awakening, I clearly remembered a voice and an impression telling me they were the Ten Divine Swords."
With his hands clasped behind his back, he enunciated each word. "The Ten Famous Swords and the Ten Divine Swords differ by only one word, yet they are as far apart as heaven and earth."
"You're probably the only one who could have affected me like that."
The artifact spirit fell silent for a moment before its leisurely voice rang out. "You really are clever. Yes, the power of divine swords is far beyond that of famous swords."
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Chen Xiaojun gave a knowing smile. "So it really was you."
The artifact spirit offered no response, and silence settled between them.
Chen Xiaojun soon broke the silence and continued, "What about my variable reward, then? Isn't it time you gave it to me?"
"Let's begin, then," the artifact spirit replied with a laugh.
As its words fell, the same enormous thirty-meter wheel appeared, leaving Chen Xiaojun momentarily stunned.
"All thirty-six characters are visible. Not a single one is gray," he said in a low voice.
He focused on the thirty-six clearly visible characters. Each seemed illuminated by golden light, gleaming brilliantly.
The artifact spirit laughed smugly. "See how well I treat you? They're all lit up, waiting for you to choose."
Chen Xiaojun rolled his eyes and said dismissively, "That's just one of the system's fixed settings, isn't it? The system is the system, and you're you. Stop gilding your own face."
The artifact spirit: "..."
Chen Xiaojun smiled calmly.