Wang Qiang had privately spent a fortune to keep these incidents under wraps, preventing them from hitting the news, as exposure would have severely impacted him.
The workers nearby pulled back the caution tape, and Xu Fei carefully made his way to the bottom of the deep pit.
The coffin lay open on the ground, its contents almost entirely visible.
Xu Fei had already seen most of it from above, but what intrigued him, and remained somewhat unclear, were the rows of tiny, densely packed characters on the gleaming golden Buddha statue.
Taking a deep breath, Xu Fei pushed aside Wang Qiang’s warnings of fatal consequences. He reached out and picked up the statue.
The golden Buddha appeared unremarkable on the surface. The only thing that puzzled Xu Fei was a strange groove on its back, its purpose unclear.
Now, the tiny characters were much clearer. The most striking phrase was naturally *The Art of Myriad Treasures*.
After a quick read, Xu Fei realised this Buddha statue was truly an unparalleled treasure!
The rows of tiny characters recorded *The Art of Myriad Treasures*.
This *Art of Myriad Treasures* was an ancient cultivation technique passed down through the ages. All things in the world possess a spirit, and treasures are no exception.
The technique allowed practitioners to absorb the true energy contained within treasures they touched, while also granting them extraordinary abilities to appraise treasures.
“Huh? Why does it stop here?”
Holding the statue, Xu Fei had been engrossed in reading when he suddenly noticed that the content of *The Art of Myriad Treasures* abruptly ended, with the latter parts missing.
“Based on what’s recorded, I can at least get started. Let’s give it a go!”
Without hesitation, Xu Fei sat cross-legged on the spot and began the initiation ritual as described in *The Art of Myriad Treasures*.
From above the pit, Wang Qiang watched everything unfold. Seeing Xu Fei sit cross-legged, as if in deep meditation, he felt both astonished and delighted.
He was delighted because it was clear Xu Fei was no ordinary person, and this state suggested he was tackling the issue at hand.
He was astonished because, previously, every expert had arrived brimming with confidence, only to meet sudden deaths shortly after.
Wang Qiang held Xu Fei in high regard and greatly admired the young man.
Among his peers, Xu Fei stood out as unmatched in insight and experience!
Thus, Wang Qiang fervently hoped Xu Fei wouldn’t fall victim to some sinister force from this strange coffin and meet an untimely end.
Time passed quickly. Following the instructions of *The Art of Myriad Treasures*, Xu Fei easily entered the initial stage of cultivation.
Perhaps because he had already practised the Heavenly Needle Technique, it came much more naturally to him than it would to an ordinary person.
Moreover, based on the remaining content, Xu Fei roughly understood why those experts had died one after another.
According to *The Art of Myriad Treasures*, only those with special abilities, naturally capable of cultivating true energy, were qualified to engage with the technique.
Ordinary people who dared to attempt it would inevitably suffer a backlash!
This explained the successive deaths of those overconfident experts.
As for why workers at Wang Qiang’s site kept dying after the coffin was discovered, the reason was simple: there was a traitor among them!
With a clearer understanding of the situation, Xu Fei felt much more at ease, confident he wouldn’t suffer an unwarranted accident.
He slowly climbed out of the pit and looked at Wang Qiang, who was visibly anxious.
“It’s alright, Mr. Wang. This matter can be resolved easily!”
