Celestial Star Transformation

The sight of so many books sent a surge of excitement through Huo Hai. He hurried forward and reached for one. But the moment his hand touched it, something strange happened. The book had already been weakened by the breeze he had stirred up. At his touch, it crumbled into dust and scattered without a trace.

As that book turned to dust, the entire shelf began to do the same. A moment later, nothing remained of it but powder on the floor. Huo Hai froze, staring at the dust in disbelief.

"How could this happen? It actually... it actually turned to dust." He had heard that things left undisturbed for too long could become terribly fragile. Without a breeze, they would keep their original shape, only to crumble at the slightest touch.

Huo Hai had always thought that was an exaggeration. Now he knew it was true. He looked around. This place was underground and surely had not felt a breath of wind in all these years. One touch from him, and the books had become dust across the floor. It was remarkable that they had lasted this long.

Annoyed, Huo Hai went to the next shelf. Sure enough, it met the same fate when he touched it.

"Hmph. I refuse to believe nothing here survived." A book on preparing medicines and the Mysterious Shadow Art had survived outside. Huo Hai could not believe this storeroom held nothing at all.

Both the Mysterious Shadow Art and the book recording Mystic Fox Scent had been made with unusual paper. Even after all these years, neither had suffered the slightest damage. Surely the things in here were worth far more than what lay outside.

Huo Hai searched one shelf after another, sparing not even the statues. They could not crumble to dust,