Lu Ying watched, enraptured.
After a moment, he reluctantly looked up.
"Mr. Lu, how is it?" Zhao Xing asked.
"It's breathtaking!" Lu Ying said excitedly, "Though it's only the size of a thumb, my Wuliang Ruler feels like it contains a world inside."
"Your Majesty, esteemed gentlemen, what's even more amazing is its ability to contain rule power, while its material is quite fragile!"
"I only need to pinch it gently, and it would be completely damaged."
"Such craftsmanship, truly divine!"
"For others to plagiarize or replicate it is utterly impossible."
"In my lifetime, I wouldn't reach even one ten-thousandth of this Divine Craftsman's skill!"
Zhao Xing responded with a slight smile. The material was made fragile, of course, for profit.
If one piece could be a family heirloom, indestructible, used until death... then those Divine Craftsman forces in the universe would go bankrupt.
It was deliberately done this way.
