"Number Three of the Earth Character."
"Here."
"Heaven Character Number Two."
"Got it."
In a corner of the large hall, shrouded in black cloth and amidst billows of white smoke, Wu Wang and Ji Mo were fully engrossed in their task. They were clad in protective suits sewn from animal hides and wore sunglasses fashioned from precious ink crystals.
Wu Wang was clearly in the lead, with Ji Mo beside him continuously passing over various 'Sealed Magic Treasures,' his demeanor equally focused.
Beside them, Ling Xiaolan was enveloped in layers upon layers of Mana. She occasionally waved a handkerchief with Qi to wipe the sweat from Wu Wang's and Ji Mo's faces, preventing it from dripping.
The bamboo basket at their side was already overflowing with used handkerchiefs.
"Brother Xiong," Ji Mo asked with some concern, "will it explode this time?"
"It won't. Trust me."
Wu Wang murmured softly, his eyes narrowing slightly as the hand holding the tool grew even steadier.
