Sun Yu had intended to ask Xu Hao about something, but Elder Chen called out to Xu Hao, "Alright, don't just stand there, hurry to the living room! Prepare two tables of food and drink, today I want to have a good drink with Brother Xu Hao."

As a big shot who could make Huaya tremble, Elder Chen's house was naturally well-prepared. As soon as he finished speaking, the kitchen began to make preparations.

Everyone moved from the west wing bedroom to the living room. Upon entering, Xu Hao immediately noticed a "Tiger Descending the Mountain Painting" hanging in the center of the living room, with a trace of evil energy faintly emanating from the painting.

This was almost an instinctual reaction in Xu Hao's mind! Xu Hao concentrated and his knowledge of metaphysics quickly surged forward.

It was Evil Qi! Intense Evil Qi!

The so-called Evil Qi, indeed, was a form that could affect Feng Shui arranged by an Onmyoji, which could lead to weak financial luck and frequent disasters in mild cases, and directly cause death in severe cases.

While familiarizing himself with various knowledge about Evil Qi, Xu Hao followed Chen Buyi toward the living room table.

Chen Buyi, seeing that Xu Hao kept his eyes on the painting, chuckled and introduced, "Little Brother Xu indeed has good eyesight. This painting was a gift from a friend in the Island Country, supposedly an authentic piece from a famous artist that had circulated there! But despite having many masters appraise it, I still couldn't determine which master painted it!"

An Islander friend?

Xu Hao had never had a good impression of the Island Country, and since this painting with Evil Qi was a gift from an Islander, Xu Hao already felt sure that there was something wrong with the painting.

However, how to deal with the Evil Qi in the painting still required some familiarity before Xu Hao could act, so he responded to Chen Buyi with a slight smile, "Yes, the painting is indeed nice!"

Everyone sat down at the dining table. Since Elder Chen had recently recovered from a serious illness, everyone was in good spirits. With cups and laughter exchanged, the atmosphere was still harmonious. Publication courtesy of *.

However, after more than 10 minutes, Xu Hao noticed that several streams of Evil Qi from the painting were quietly entering Elder Chen's body, and they were even countering Elder Chen's Life Origin Energy, damaging the meridians in his body.

Hmph!

This Evil Qi was obviously up to no good!

Regardless of the many people present, Xu Hao abruptly stood up and said, "Elder, this painting is problematic! Do you have any paper and pen here?"

Although Xu Hao's sudden reaction surprised everyone, since Xu Hao had once saved Elder Chen's life, everyone now trusted Xu Hao immensely. Chen Hai quickly nodded, "Yes!" and waved to his bodyguards, who swiftly brought over brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Xu Hao spread the white paper on the table and wrote a large "Buddha" character with a bold stroke.

To ordinary people, this character might appear as just a regular black character. However, when Xu Hao wrote it, he channeled his Life Origin Energy and some special talismans, imbuing the ink with an ancient aura.

Without waiting for the ink to dry, Xu Hao, holding the paper with the character, quickly approached the "Tiger Descending the Mountain Painting" on the wall and scornfully muttered, "Evil beast, dare to create havoc!"

Holding the "Buddha" character, he suddenly slapped it onto the painting. In that moment, the character released thousands of rays of golden light.

In the "Tiger Descending the Mountain Painting," a fiercely roaring black tiger phantom charged at the Buddha character, exuding a chilling killing intent.

Two invisible energies collided in the air. Although the others in the room couldn't see the battle between the Buddha character and the tiger, they could feel a creepy aura filling the room, and a surreal pressure spreading around, as if a chilling wind was blowing, causing the room's curtains to fly.

The Buddha's light radiated everywhere, and the fierce tiger ultimately couldn't withstand it; it let out a miserable cry and dissipated in a puff of smoke. Afterwards, the paper with the Buddha character also vanished after a flash of golden light, turning to dust and scattering with the wind.

When everyone looked back at the painting on the wall, they saw that the once intact painting now had numerous spiderweb-like lines all over it.

The "Tiger Descending the Mountain Painting" that once appeared full of powerful energy had now become dull and lifeless, as if it had lost its vigor.

Elder Chen, who had been feeling slightly unwell just a moment ago, trembled. He looked deeply at Xu Hao, thinking that Xu Hao was truly talented — in medical skills, Kung Fu, and metaphysics, he lacked in nothing!

Such talent, if introduced to the organization he was affiliated with, would be a great fortune for the country!

After handling this, Xu Hao finally took a long breath and told Elder Chen, "Elder, I'm afraid your friend did not have good intentions. You'd better be more cautious in the future!"

"I will," nodded the Elder!

After this brief incident, the food from the kitchen was ready, and the chefs, pushing the carts out, glanced at the painting and noticed the cracks. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in their eyes.

The four chefs exchanged looks and nodded subtly to each other.

As they pushed the cart past Elder Chen, Sun Yu, standing beside Chen, suddenly said, "Elder, be careful, there is an attack!"

As soon as Sun Yu finished speaking, the four chefs reached under the table and drew four gleaming war sabers, attacking Elder Chen from four different directions.

Sun Yu reacted instantly, blocking two of them. The other two Dragon Guard experts stopped the remaining assassins, and none of them managed to injure Elder Chen.

At this moment, although Elder Chen's strength could still maintain him at Grandmaster Peak, having just recovered from a serious illness, he naturally couldn't unleash his full strength.

Now, Elder Chen's body was just like that of a regular person. However, Elder Chen, having experienced many crises, was used to such attacks and assassination attempts. He stood up, frowned, and took two steps back as he snorted coldly, "Really, does everyone wish for me to die so badly?"