Follower Lian wandered around aimlessly, unknowingly venturing deep into the market. Compared to the outskirts, the items sold in this area were of much higher quality in terms of appearance and the likelihood of finding treasures. However, they were also not cheap, so those who could afford to shop here were considered quite powerful.
The Star Core, also known as the Heart of Space, Bexia learned from Lucifer that a Star Core did not necessarily have to appear from a destroyed planet; the dimensional universe itself had the potential to birth one, although the probability was very low.
The number of facets on a Star Core represented its quality and the size of the space it could create. The more facets, the larger the space it contained and the more complete the space would be. Rumor had it that a Star Core with over twenty facets could create a world on par with a dimensional plane of no less than tens of millions.
Bexia was a straightforward person. Since she was searching for a Star Core, she was wholeheartedly dedicated to the task, while others, under her strong insistence, also looked around, consciously or unconsciously, at the surrounding things. Whether they were buying what they wanted remained unknown.
Of course, apart from Beibei and Bi'an Hua, two curious children, who were curious about everything and would occasionally lean in to take a look at the stalls.
Perhaps out of boredom or because Bexia's request had truly taken effect, Baizhi and Heitong stood in front of a particular stall, paused for a moment, and then almost simultaneously picked up a broad-bladed long sword from the stall. It wasn't until their palms touched that they realized what they had done.
"Baizhi, Heitong, what's wrong with you?" Christine could see clearly that the two elven girls' expressions were clearly off, and their actions seemed subconscious, as if they were being guided by something.
As Christine spoke, Bexia also turned her gaze to the two elven girls and the long swords in their hands, the dark sword bodies revealing no abnormalities.
"Your eyes are really sharp; this long sword is in very good condition, and the chances of it being a valuable find are quite high!" The owner of the stall was a middle-aged man who looked somewhat weathered, with unkempt hair, a scruffy beard, and clothes so wrinkled they resembled rags.
"How much for this item?" Bexia asked.
"Since it's your first time here, I'll give it to you at a discounted price. How about just ten thousand law fragments?" the middle-aged stall owner said, holding up a finger.
"You're robbing us! The prices here are outrageous," Lian retorted.
"My price is not high. If a heritage artifact comes out, I might even lose money," the middle-aged man completely ignored Lian's words and suggested he might be at a loss.
"Are you kidding? Do you even have an idea of how rare heritage artifacts are?" Lian mocked the middle-aged stall owner.
"But who knows if this sword could be the next heritage artifact?" the middle-aged man argued, though he didn't quite believe it himself, as he casually picked it up, but how could a seller say that their wares weren't good?
"Ten thousand it is. These are law fragments, and this sword now belongs to me!" Bexia produced a cluster of law fragments and tossed them onto the ground.
"Of course! It's all yours now!" the middle-aged stall owner watched the law fragments on the ground with sparkling eyes, nodding hastily as if afraid that Bexia might change her mind, quickly rolling up the mat and collecting all the law fragments.
"The young master is indeed generous. If you don't care about your wife, why bother with such trivial matters?"
"I have urgent matters to attend to. I wish you all a pleasant time and hope you can acquire the legendary artifacts!" The middle-aged vendor swiftly packed up his things and left directly, leaving Bexia astounded.
"Feel like you've been deceived?" Lian said then, showing no concern at all about what the middle-aged vendor had just mentioned. After all, it was impressive enough for an immortal deity to argue with someone, so a couple of misunderstandings were simply insignificant.
"I do have that feeling a bit, but my intuition tells me something is off about the actions of Baizhi and Heitong. Maybe we truly got lucky!" Bexia replied.
"Is that so? Then congratulations on your trust in your instincts!" Lian quipped.
"I feel like you're making fun of me!" Bexia shot her a glance.
"Well, you might be a bit naive!"
"That's not necessarily true!" Bexia handed the long sword to Lucifer and said, "Lucifer, lend me a hand!"
"With pleasure!" Lucifer took the sword handed by Bexia and used the power of creation to cleanse the obscured rules covering it.
As the dust of rules disappeared little by little, the broad-bladed sword revealed its original appearance – a bizarre half-black, half-white look, with a faint strange shimmer.
"Hummm—" The black and white sword trembled and even tried to fly away, but in Lucifer's hands, the sword had no chance of resisting and was instantly suppressed.
"Master! This is a pristine immortal artifact with some inheritance seemingly present on it!" Lucifer said.
"Give it to Baizhi and Heitong. Since they found it, it belongs to them!"
After Bexia spoke, Lucifer released his grip, seemingly sensing his own fate. The black and white sword, without any resistance, split in two and merged into the bodies of the two elf girls, Baizhi and Heitong...
