Empress Valenjina I had employed the strength of several prominent families of Beilu to craft such a treasured sword for Princess Yongning, showing that their friendship was much deeper than the few indifferent lines recorded in history books.
If Empress Angelina had not personally shown them the sword, even Ye Wanlan herself would not have known that Valenjina had forged a weapon of divine caliber for her.
"Indeed, this is a fine sword," Xiang Shaoyu praised endlessly, paused, and then asked, "Can no one else use it except for my ancestor?"
Empress Angelina smiled faintly, "The Romanov Family is a family of psychics, and since this sword has been spirit-attached, naturally, nobody besides Princess Yongning can use it."
That was the truly lamentable part.
Such a divine weapon, ranked among the finest in the world, was now no different from scrap metal.
After all, Princess Yongning was dead, the spirit attachment using her blood would forever remain.