394: That was so exciting! A small copper coin worth five figures!

"You two, watch your step!" Fatty shouted a reminder.

Yang Mi followed closely beside Ye Bai, not leaving his side for a second, fearing she might fall behind.

"Eh, wait a moment."

Suddenly, Ye Bai's footsteps paused slightly.

He leaned down, picked up a Candle from the ground, and held it up to see, discovering to his surprise that the flame was actually blue.

Fatty also noticed: "Holy crap! The flame is actually blue!"

Ye Bai pinched out the flame, threw the Candle into a trash bin, and then walked toward the right corner of the wall.

Heavy dust had accumulated in the corner, showing that it hadn't been cleaned for some time.

Yang Mi said worriedly, "Be careful, this place is very eerie."

"It's fine, I'll check it first."

As he spoke, Ye Bai bent down and rummaged around a few times, finally digging an iron box out of the dust.

Fatty asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Ye Bai opened the lid; inside was a fist-sized sphere covered in green moss, emitting a decayed, musty smell.

Fatty curled his lip in disgust: "It really is a rat's nest; even the coffin is this disgusting."

Ye Bai picked up the sphere, weighed it in his hand, and sniffed the scent.

"There's a medicinal smell inside." Yang Mi leaned in and sniffed: "Is it anti-inflammatory medicine?"

"Not just medicine, it also seems to be mixed with the smell of blood and the stench of a corpse."

Ye Bai frowned.

He took out a lighter and lit some rush pith; by the weak light, he examined the rusty, mottled iron box.

The iron box was covered in cracks and looked very old, as if it would shatter with a slight bump, but strangely, there were no signs of rot inside.

Ye Bai tried to open it and it opened easily; in the center of the iron box lay a copper coin.

"This... couldn't be a relic left by the Tomb Owner, could it?" Fatty was surprised.

"Looking at it, it should be something like that." Ye Bai reached out to take the copper coin, but Yang Mi snatched it away first.

Fatty exclaimed, "Sister Mi, what are you doing?"

Yang Mi pursed her lips and ignored him, carefully observing the patterns on the copper coin, finally showing a look of joy: "Look, this pattern is exactly the same as the Nine Provinces script!"

"Really?" Fatty hurriedly leaned over: "Let me see... hiss—"

Yang Mi handed the copper coin to Fatty: "Take a good look then!"

Fatty rubbed the tip of his nose: "Cough, I can't see it clearly; my eyesight is poor."

Yang Mi huffed, "Who are you kidding? I'm not blind."

Fatty chuckled twice and remained silent.

Yang Mi shifted her gaze to Ye Bai and asked, "Are you confident you can decipher it?"

"I'll give it a try." Ye Bai took the copper coin from her hand and examined it in his palm.

The shape of this copper coin was very special, like a spoon, with metal patterns inlaid around the edges.

She touched it again; it was indeed metallic, with a texture harder than steel.

Seeing this, Yang Mi couldn't help but ask, "Is this thing very valuable?"

"It should be worth quite a bit," Ye Bai said nonchalantly.

Yang Mi was stunned: "How much?"

"Around five figures."

Yang Mi opened her mouth: "How do you know?"

Ye Bai squinted at her: "I guessed."

Fatty sighed: "Five figures? My god... Sister Mi, you've hit the jackpot!"

In the Live Stream Room, the bullet comments also exploded.

"Holy cow, this is too exciting! That Yin-Yang Fish Bead just now was Xuanhuan enough, and now a mysterious Nine Provinces script and a weird copper coin appear. Just asking, is this just picking up money?"

"Boss Ye is too steady. In such an eerie place, I would have peed myself long ago, but he can stay so calm. As expected of a professional, it's no different from watching a blockbuster."

"I feel for Yang Mi; she's so scared she's hugging her arms tight. But for a Female Celebrity to follow into a tomb, her courage is commendable. I hope they all come out safely."

"Fatty is a daily joker, afraid of death and talkative, but he's actually quite reliable at critical moments."

"Haha, when the mechanism was spewing black water just now, the way he held the gun was actually quite stylish."

After examining the copper coin carefully, Ye Bai put it away, and the three of them continued down the stone staircase.

The further down they went, the more the cold became piercing, and the hearts of the audience in the Live Stream Room tightened as well.

"Streamers, be careful; the temperature is dropping eerily. Don't run into any deadly mechanisms." A bullet comment streaked across the screen.

Ye Bai suddenly stopped and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. A low hum came faintly from ahead, seemingly there and yet not.

Fatty swallowed hard and lowered his voice: "Mr. Ye, this sound isn't right. We aren't about to trigger some godforsaken mechanism again, are we?"

In the Live Stream Room, the bullet comments were also from people who loved to watch the chaos.

"It's over, it's over. I feel like something's going to happen. This sound is like the start of a horror movie!"

"Don't scare me! Streamers, retreat quickly! The Treasure Trove is precious, but life is worth more!"

Yang Mi tightly gripped the corner of Ye Bai's clothes, her expression tense. Xin Xin didn't even dare to breathe loudly behind them, her eyes wide as she stared at the surroundings.

Ye Bai took a luoyang shovel from his backpack and tapped the ground to scout the path.

Every tap was extremely cautious; with each strike, the humming sound fluctuated in intensity.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. There's likely some kind of mechanism nearby responding to changes in the Tomb Chamber's energy field. Once we find the source, we might be able to solve the next challenge."

Fatty also helped watch for subtle differences on the ground, muttering, "The ancestors sure loved making these mysterious things to test our IQ and guts."

Someone in the Live Stream Room posted a bullet comment teasingly: "Fatty, don't you dare mess up. Cling to Boss Ye's leg and show us more rare treasures."

"Exactly, your mouth is like it's been cursed; stop rambling about bad luck."

Just as the atmosphere reached its breaking point, Ye Bai suddenly thrust the luoyang shovel into a crack in the ground and pried with force.

With a few "crack" sounds, the stone slabs on the floor slowly moved aside. The humming stopped abruptly, replaced by a "rustling" sound.

It sounded like chains being dragged in the darkness.

"Mr. Ye, that's amazing!"

Fatty cheered, and Yang Mi also breathed a long sigh of relief. The Live Stream Room's bullet comments were instantly flooded with "666".

"The Streamer is too awesome to be able to solve this. I feel like we're one step closer to the big Treasure Trove."

"This trip is more exciting than a roller coaster. There are too many secrets in this tomb."

But before everyone could catch their breath, a dark red liquid, looking like fresh blood, began to slowly seep from the surrounding walls.

A pungent, metallic smell spread. Xin Xin screamed in terror, "What is this? It's so scary!"

Fatty's face turned pale: "This couldn't be a blood curse set by the Tomb Owner, could it? We've really hit some bad luck!"

Ye Bai's gaze was locked on the wall. He quickly pulled several bags of medicinal powder from his backpack and distributed them: "Sprinkle this around you; it can temporarily ward off evil and foul energy. Don't panic, this is just an Illusion Technique triggered by the mechanism. We just need to endure it."

"My god, my 'electronic pickles,' keep going, Streamers! Don't end up dying here."

"Ye Bai is so reliable, being so well-prepared to have this stuff. I hope it really can block this eerie thing."

Yang Mi's hands were trembling as she sprinkled the medicinal powder, but she accidentally spilled some on her shoes and almost tripped.

Fatty was quick to catch her: "Sister Mi, stay steady. We can't go wrong following Mr. Ye."

Ye Bai followed the direction of the flowing liquid and found a hidden compartment in the corner.