Chichu Chun couldn't snap out of the shock for a long time, as if the whole world was slipping away from her.
She stared blankly at the fragments of the Divine Artifact scattered on the ground, the engraved blades dulling to a dim gray.
If she hadn't experienced it firsthand, she might have thought this was nothing more than a cheap weapon any blacksmith apprentice could create.
Chichu Chun's mind wasn't filled with regret over why the Divine Artifact rejected her so fiercely.
But rather, she worried if her breaking Chichu Yun would bring blame from the family.
If the Eight-Spider Nest Mother were to awaken now, who would be able to slay it?
Would she be reprimanded by countless people?
She might feel like,
she had caused an enormous disaster.
Mr. Screw never anticipated things would turn out this way. The AI, familiar with storms and tempests, now stammered in speech.
"This... this..."
"Chichu Yun, is it... broken?"
