Reborn As Super Heiress

Chapter 183: Chapter 180 Bizarre Dream

Spiritual Energy surged into the puppy’s body, and the struggling little fellow suddenly calmed down, as if it understood Huo Sining’s intention. It abruptly lifted its head, eyes locking firmly on Huo Sining.

“Good boy, let me see if I can get that thing out of you,” Huo Sining whispered soothingly as the Spiritual Energy seeped from the palm of her hand, infiltrating the puppy’s abdominal blood vessels and slowly making its way into its stomach.

Normally, if there were no problems with the body’s organs, the Spiritual Energy would circulate through the energy pathways.

But when Huo Sining transferred the Spiritual Energy into the puppy, she encountered a blockage in the stomach—a not-too-large black mass was obstructing the Spiritual Energy’s path.

Delighted in her heart, Huo Sining thought to herself that there was indeed something in the stomach!

Having located the source, the next step was naturally to force out the foreign object, hard like stone.

According to Huo Sining’s plan, she intended to wrap the Spiritual Energy around the object and then uproot it entirely, making the dog vomit it out from its belly.

Spiritual Energy poured in bit by bit. At first, the process went smoothly, and indeed, there seemed to be a faint sign of the object loosening.

Huo Sining quietly rejoiced in her heart and tried increasing the amount of Spiritual Energy she sent.

However, the development of the situation was completely different from what she had expected. When she was pouring a large amount of Spiritual Energy into the “treasure,” for some reason, it seemed as if the object suddenly awoke, like a greedy monster crazily devouring her Spiritual Energy.

Without time to react, Huo Sining felt her palm touching an endless black hole, her Spiritual Energy leaking out unceasingly. Meanwhile, the “treasure” was like a beast that had been starved for a long time, finally tasting delicious flesh, displaying greed with a ferocious air, and showing no end.

Huo Sining was startled; even during her first time using Spiritual Energy to heal the angelfish, she had never encountered such a situation.

She panicked, feeling completely at a loss, instinctively wanting to let go and withdraw her hand.

But something even more frightening happened—she found her hand firmly stuck to the puppy’s abdomen, completely unable to release it.

And the Spiritual Energy inside her body continued to gush out like floodwaters, pouring toward the “treasure.”

Huo Sining heard the whimpering sounds from beneath her palm, the puppy seemingly in great pain.

And she clearly felt that as her Spiritual Energy was being devoured bit by bit, the strength in her body was also gradually diminishing.

In that moment, she realized just how reckless she had been.

She was scared—she had intended to save the dog after all.

But now, her careless actions not only threatened to end the puppy’s life but also risked draining her body’s Spiritual Energy and possibly even endangering her own life.

She had not easily transitioned from an ordinary person to a reborn individual, and thanks to Azure Pearl, she was finally free from the entanglements with Huo Yong and Xu Lian, living her peaceful life alone; yet now, due to a small mistake, she was about to lose her life, which she couldn’t accept.

But regret was of no use now—Huo Sining felt exhausted, slowly unable even to keep her eyelids open.

A ghostly light suddenly escaped her hand as she collapsed, fainting onto the bathroom floor, her hand still firmly stuck to the puppy’s abdomen, not loosening its grip.

“The earth bears all, amidst the six harmonies, within the four seas, illuminated by sun and moon, threaded by stars, marked by the four seasons, governed by the Supreme Elder. The born spirits, their forms alien, either celestial or long-lived—only the sage comprehends their way.”

Engulfed by a nightmarish grip, Huo Sining slowly opened her eyes and perceived that she seemed to be in a body of water.

Mist shrouded the surroundings, a group of cranes flying together.

And near the water’s edge, just a few yards from her, there stood a writing desk.

The scent of sandalwood curled in the air, and an old Taoist with an immortal’s aura was sitting cross-legged, holding a scroll of silk and delivering a lecture to a Taoist boy seated in a light gauze Taoist robe with his legs crossed.

Huo Sining felt astonished in her heart and wanted to ask where she was, but she realized she couldn’t speak at all; when she opened her mouth, she actually blew out a string of bubbles.

Huo Sining was startled and looked down hurriedly, only to see herself covered in strange fish scales and fins.

Huo Sining was dumbfounded. She didn’t know how to describe her feelings at the moment. What in the world was this place, how had she gotten here, and why had she inexplicably become a fish?

Huo Sining tried hard to recall what happened before she woke up but couldn’t remember anything; it was all chaos.

While Huo Sining’s thoughts were in disarray, the Taoist boy took the chance when the old Taoist wasn’t looking to reach into the pool. He scooped up a handful of clear water and splashed it towards where Huo Sining was.

Huo Sining was shocked, thinking that the Taoist boy had discovered her eavesdropping and instinctively dodged to hide.

At that moment, the old Taoist suddenly stopped, raised his head sharply, and looked sternly in her direction.

Huo Sining didn’t have time to react before she saw the old Taoist leap gracefully and float to her side.

Huo Sining’s breath caught, but she saw that the old Taoist had rolled up the silk in his hand and was coming at her with a wooden ruler.

She instinctively closed her eyes, and a clear sound rang out, but the ruler did not hit her head.

“Ouch–”

When Huo Sining opened her eyes, she saw the Taoist boy holding his forehead, pouting with a look full of grievance on his face.

The old Taoist’s majestic brows were furrowed as he scolded, “Stubborn and unenlightened, losing oneself in trifles. This little Shark has not yet awakened its mind. I’ve repeatedly advised you not to play with it and neglect your studies. Why don’t you listen?”

The Taoist boy’s expression froze, and he argued defiantly, “Master, didn’t you say that this Shark was brought from the Cang Hai? Why doesn’t it look like the half-human, half-fish beings described in the books?”

Shark? Was the Taoist boy talking about merpeople, and why were both of them staring at her? Could it be that they were referring to her as the Shark?

The more Huo Sining listened, the more confused she became.

Upon hearing this, the Taoist sighed and said, “Biluo Sea of Cang Hai has become ruins. If this fish hadn’t been luckily saved by me, it would have perished in that catastrophe. However, the Jiaoren (Merfolk) are extremely secretive, and it’s presumed that the transformation from juvenile state to human-fish form should involve some secret technique. I’m also unsure how to handle this; we can only let nature take its course.”

The Taoist boy looked disappointed, glanced at Huo Sining, then turned back and coaxed the Taoist, “Master, could you tell me more about the Cang Hai and Biluo Sea? I want to hear it!”

“Distracted from your studies again? With this disobedience, I’m afraid that even when I ascend on the day of my immortal passing, you will have not learned the arts I possess!”

The Taoist chided lightly, but seeing his young disciple’s longing face, he ultimately sighed and relented, speaking slowly:

“Beyond the Kyushu, above lies Yellow Springs and below Biluo; Biluo is divided into four seas, bleak in the west, checkered in the east, constellations in the north, and vivid in the south. Beyond Biluo, there lies the vast Cang Hai, said to be the Netherworld chessboard, located at the farthest north, guarded by the Jiaoren, where the ancient divine beings were buried…”

The old Taoist continued on, his mouth opening and closing, a stream of strange words coming out.

Huo Sining half-understood but saw countless strange images in her mind: Biluo Sea, Jiaoren (Merfolk), Divine Palace, Sacred Altar, each scene flashing before her eyes.

Huo Sining suddenly felt as if something in her brain was about to explode. She widened her eyes in terror, wanting to seek help from the old Taoist.

However, the old Taoist seemed oblivious, his eyes firmly fixed on Huo Sining, as if he wanted to pour all his teachings into her mind.