Amid the buzzing drill of the Heavenwork Chisel came Tian Wuxin's teasing voice. "Yo, didn't Young Master Jing say the jade coffin vanished into this karst cave? Didn't you say it couldn't be retrieved? So can it be retrieved or not?"
Liu Xiaolou shouted, "It can be retrieved! Fellow Daoist Tian, stop and it can be retrieved! If you keep attacking, even the jade coffin will shatter, and then it really won't be retrievable!"
Tian Wuxin's Heavenwork Chisel attack did not slow in the slightest. "Young Master Jing, throw it over, and I'll stop."
Death qi, formed from the primal essence qi of human beings, was one of the purest kinds of primordial qi between heaven and earth. Spiritual qi was scarce in the mortal realm. If Zhang Tianci had not, by sheer accident during his first cultivation, absorbed death qi and realized its importance, he probably would not even have passed the Flesh Cleansing stage by now.
The plot took a dramatic turn. This melodramatic farce born of a misunderstanding left everyone else in the locker room staring dumbfounded, before they burst into laughter and looked teasingly at Houston. They had originally intended to congratulate Lamar, but with his heart already racing home like an arrow, Lamar had rushed out of the locker room.
Watching the bracelet dart wildly through the air, Zhang Tianci, already somewhat exhausted, had no idea what to do next. Still, although he did not have a shred of strength left, thankfully the bracelet did not backlash against him. It was merely flying about aimlessly.
Vanessa, as someone directly involved, knew all too well about the grievances between Lamar and the Los Angeles Lakers—or, more precisely, between Lamar and Kobe. So she knew that Lamar desperately wanted to defeat the Los Angeles Lakers, or rather,