Reborn As Super Heiress

Huo Sining’s reaction was extremely quick, but even so, she was still wrapped up by that aura of death.

Her arm, which touched the stone coffin, was as cold as ice, and the Azure Pearl within her instinctively emerged, automatically using Spiritual Energy to protect her body.

In just a brief moment, more than half of the Spirit of Azure Pearl’s original sparkling Spiritual Energy was depleted, and even the pearl itself dimmed somewhat.

Huo Sining had encountered such situations before; when she was still a naive girl, in her first venture into the antiques world, she accidentally touched a tri-colored horse and was almost ensnared by the deathly black aura on it.

Years have passed since then, and her Spirit of Azure Pearl has been refined to perfection, she’s no longer the naive child she was, yet she was still affected by the deathly black aura of the stone coffin, which shows how powerful it is!

Huo Sining looked at the stone coffin in front of her with uncertainty, the effects of the death aura still lingering. Even though she had seen much and was usually unfazed, she couldn’t help but shiver.

Clearly, this aura came from the runes carved on the stone coffin, likely belonging to Daoism. However, such sinister things are surely not righteous, but rather stray paths!

Huo Sining’s keen eyes noticed that just from a brief glance, the stone coffin had turned noticeably duller compared to before she touched it. Obviously, its previous sheen relied on the aura.

But now, the aura has been absorbed by her Azure Pearl’s Spiritual Energy, and after offsetting each other, not only was her Azure Pearl damaged, but the stone coffin was left worse off too.

In just a flicker of a moment, the stone coffin seemed to have aged hundreds of years, losing its previous luster.

This change was apparent, not only to Huo Sining but also to Zhou Shitao, Xie Daoyuan, and the other professors, all noticing it.

Shi Qingyun raised his head in surprise, glancing at Zhou Shitao, and instinctively asked:

”Old Zhou, doesn’t this coffin seem different to you?”

Zhou Shitao nodded, frowned at the stone coffin as if he recalled something, and said to the workers nearby:

”It’s probably caused by air erosion and weathering. After all, it’s been in an oxygen-deprived environment for 1,700 years. Even a stone coffin is affected when suddenly exposed to oxygen, so we need to hurry, or it might deteriorate further!”

The workers immediately nodded and quickly applied an antioxidant spray around the coffin.

Zhou Shitao’s explanation was trusted by Xie Daoyuan and Shi Qingyun, and the other archaeologists inside the tomb also concurred, except Bai Buzhi who stood one step away from the stone coffin, frowning in confusion.

Bai Buzhi, alone in the group, was a practitioner of Taoist Arts, hence he was most sensitive to various auras.

Upon entering the tomb, he distinctly felt the strong dark aura emanating from the central stone coffin.

He practiced the righteous way and naturally despised the evil sects, so the stone coffin felt unpleasant to him, but due to its runes, he had to suppress his instinctive aversion and cautiously approach it.

But he couldn’t discern what happened; in just a blink, the coffin’s intense black aura leaked out.

The runes, which seemed ready to leap out at any moment, instantly lost their source of power and rapidly dissipated, becoming harmless in the end.

There was only one possibility — the runes were attacked by something, activated, couldn’t withstand the force, and were ultimately destroyed.

Yet, apart from a few old guys circling the stone coffin, nothing unusual happened earlier.

What on earth was going on?

Bai Buzhi’s gaze swept over Huo Sining’s face, pausing slightly, but he quickly shifted it away.

Impossible, Bai Buzhi silently dismissed the absurd idea that came to him for a moment.

It’s no wonder Bai Buzhi thought this way; it was just too incredible.

Despite his lifetime of research devoted to cultivating Taoist Arts, he had only scratched the surface and didn’t dare boast about his achievements.

With his current skill level, those runes were certainly beyond him; should he touch them, he’d likely suffer.

If even he couldn’t manage it, let alone Huo Sining, a girl in her twenties who wasn’t even part of Dao Men. Even if she secretly hid her abilities, Bai Buzhi wouldn’t believe such a young girl could be that capable.

Her age is, after all, evident. Cultivating Taoist Arts requires not just talent but also time, and without decades of effort, significant accomplishment is unlikely.

So Bai Buzhi immediately ruled out Huo Sining, although he saw her reach out to touch the coffin, he didn’t think she caused its change.

Moreover, he was somewhat worried; he couldn’t interfere with the old guys but liked Huo Sining enough not to watch her get harmed.

Thus, he quickly pulled out a Talisman from a box behind him and stuck it on her forehead.

Huo Sining: ...

Before she could ask, the Talisman Paper burned to ashes the moment it was affixed, leaving no trace behind.

Huo Sining was bewildered, not understanding Bai Buzhi’s actions.

Bai Buzhi coughed slightly and waved it off, saying, ”Exorcism, burned you a Talisman to ward off evil.”

After speaking, Bai Buzhi added, ”That stone coffin is not good; girls have strong yin energy. Try not to get close or touch it carelessly, lest you get harmed unknowingly.”

Huo Sining paused at his words, instinctively nodded, and subtly bowed her head to hide her surprise.

It seems Bai Buzhi also noticed the abnormal aura on the stone coffin earlier.