"Dad, you are the pillar of our Chu Family, and you are also my father," Chu Xinde began to speak. "How could we not take your matters to heart?"
"Yes, Dad, your health is our greatest concern," Chu Lianghua also said.
Chu Ruoyu pouted, murmuring softly, "Humph, such pretense. If it weren't for Grandpa's inheritance, would you be this enthusiastic?"
Despite having seen through worldly affairs, having lived past the age of seventy, Chu Tianlan couldn't help but smile joyfully at the words of his children.
"Dad, I've invited Master Qin, who is a very famous master in Central State. Perhaps he could have a look at your illness," Chu Yilian spoke up first.
Although everyone had invited so-called strange people and experts, who could tell who was authentic? They couldn't just have Mr. Chu sit there while everyone took turns examining him, could they?
A hint of one's skills must be displayed in order to convince the crowd.
"Mr. Chu is in good health," the bull-nosed elder stood up with an air of arrogance, throwing a talisman into the air. Suddenly, the talisman turned into a slowly burning fireball, burning down to nothing.
The people from the Chu family branches and the so-called experts brought in all changed their expressions slightly. Among them, who knows how many were merely charlatans, incapable of performing such a feat.
Xue Pei had already witnessed the bull-nosed elder's 'divine skills', but seeing it again still excited her a little.
"Not bad, not bad," even Chu Tianlan expressed his approval with a pleased look, nodding his head.
He himself had visited magic masters and had even traveled to Hong Kong in hopes of meeting the Jiuxian Immortal. However, after being snubbed, he had to return in frustration. He was just the richest man in Bin Hai; the Jiuxian Immortal was acclaimed as Hong Kong's number one magic master, and even members of the Li Family struggled to meet him, let alone him.
"Showing off such trivial tricks as if they're worth something?"
In the midst of everyone's amazement, the white-haired elder sitting next to Chu Xinde stood up, his voice full of scorn.
"What did you say?" the bull-nosed elder glared at him, his eyes bulging like copper bells, filled with anger.
The white-haired elder carried his one hand behind his back and extended his right palm. A milky white faint light appeared in his palm, which he placed on a nearby tree that had not yet flowered. In an instant, branches sprouted and buds bloomed into little pink flowers, as if witnessing a miracle of life.
"Array Formation with a palm, are you a master from the mystic Southern Sect?" the bull-nosed elder exclaimed in shock.
The others were even more stunned. Casually making a tree sprout and flower with a single slap was far more impressive than the Fireball Talisman the bull-nosed elder had thrown, and it was not magic.
The bull-nosed elder bowed his head, conceding, "You've seen my humble skills, senior."
What he had just used was the lowest level of magic through a talisman— far inferior to the Qi Cultivation peak of the other man.
Chu Yilian couldn't help but sigh, while Xue Pei covered her mouth with both hands, her beautiful eyes wide with shock and her pretty face full of amazement.
"Dad, Master Feng is a well-known Feng Shui master from the South. I also went through a lot of trouble to invite Master Feng back," Chu Xinde said with pride.
"Very good, very good indeed," Chu Tianlan's face revealed great joy.
Lin Mo also raised his head to glance indifferently at Master Feng's skill. Master Feng must practice the Wood Element Technique, simply using Spiritual Energy to promote the growth of plants, but it was a far cry from his own Yang Wood Technique.
Sitting beside her, Chu Ruoyu's little face was already filled with an expression of helplessness. This time, her grand uncle and fourth aunt had brought back real experts, and here she was, bringing a fake to make up the numbers. She feared that even grandfather would disdain her after today.
"It's just a small nurturing magic," the gloomy man sitting beside Chu Lianghua quirked his lips into a sinister arc.
"Master Feng is an expert of the Southern Sect and skilled in Array Formation, how dare you disparage him!" The old Dao with a bull's nose suddenly cursed out loud.
The pale-faced man's eyes glinted with a cold light as he suddenly condensed a black sphere the size of an apple in his palm, seemingly made of condensed black water, the dark fluid within flowing continuously.
"You have no right to speak here!"
Suddenly, the black water ball in his palm transformed into a sharp sword and shot fiercely at the old Dao with the bull's nose, sending him flying and spewing blood from his mouth.
"Are you from the Ghost Witch Sect? What's your relation to Gong Zhiyang?" Master Feng's face revealed a look of shock.
"The one you're talking about is my master, my name is Xiu Hongyi."
Master Feng's expression turned somber, and he lowered his head, no longer speaking.
Seeing this scene, Chu Xinde and Chu Mo were stunned for a moment, then their gaze fell on Chu Lianghua, truly not expecting that this usually least scheming third brother had actually invited a real expert this time.
"The Ghost Witch Sect, could it have any connection to the Black Witch Sect?" Lin Mo pondered in his heart.
Chu Tianlan's face showed even more joy; unexpectedly his own son had found a true master who might be able to cure the illness that plagued him.
All the others were ordinary people, although they were the pride of their peers in daily life, they were still common folk who had never seen such magical divine skills, and could only look on with yearning and awe.
Of course, the most excited was Xue Pei; she loved mysticism most and had not expected to see two real experts during her visit to her maternal grandfather's home.
"Father, this Young Master Xiu is the expert I invited. He says he can cure your illness, but..." Chu Lianghua hesitated to continue.
"Hmm, but what? Say it, let me hear it," Chu Tianlan asked with a frown.
"I'll say it then, I can cure your illness, and I am the only one here who can, but the price is that you have to give me ten billion," Xiu Hongyi narrowed his eyes and said lightly.
The Chu Family was shocked.
The Chu Family was wealthy, but ten billion was not a small sum, the demand was extortionate.
"Alright, as long as you can cure my illness, money is not a problem," Chu Tianlan pondered for a moment and then declared.
If he could live a few more years, creating ten billion was not a tall order for the Chu Family.
"First poisoning, then curing, I've never seen a doctor, a way of earning money like this before," a sudden and unexpected voice rang out.
Everyone's gaze simultaneously fell on the young man beside Chu Ruoyu.
Chu Ruoyu's face changed dramatically, and she quickly gestured with her eyes.
Seeing the old Dao throw talismans that turned into fireballs, Master Feng set up an Array Formation in his palm that caused trees to sprout and bloom, and Young Master Xiu knock the old Dao away through thin air, Chu Ruoyu was overwhelmed and her sense of loss intensified. She thought no one had noticed her and she would just slide by unnoticed. But Lin Mo's words drew everyone's attention, causing her great embarrassment. Her face turned red with anger, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to hide in.