“How is the situation?” Chu Shanhe quickly asked as he walked up to the fifth floor. 

“Deputy Head, the kid can’t escape the calamity!” whispered the attendant beside him, looking excited. 

“Oh? Do you have specific details?” Chu Shanhe’s face was alight with joy. 

“The kid had been repairing the Sword of Apocalypse for the first three days, but he seemed to have encountered a setback on the fourth. He was sitting dispirited and dull on the ground, but he suddenly snapped awake today!”

The attendant reported, “Unfortunately, I couldn’t enter the fifth floor of the Refinement Tower and could only observe from the outside.”

Chu Shanhe began to hyperventilate, and his heart quivered with excitement. He inhaled deeply, trying to calm himself and asked, “Where is the Sword of Apocalypse now?” 

“It broke!” The attendant smiled smugly.     

“It broke?” Even though Chu Shanhe had exclaimed in shock, he had already guessed the outcome. 

“Are you sure?” Chu Shanhe asked cautiously, confirming...