“Something very powerful?” Hao Ren was bewildered by the data terminal’s abrupt statement. “What is it?”

The data terminal bounced on Hao Ren’s shoulder. “It might be a fragment of soul, or some kind of mental imprint. I can’t quite see it, but it’s entangled with Zhao Xi’s soul. It’s so powerful that the girl’s own soul can’t control her body.”

Hao Ren immediately thought of the whispers of the Godslayer Sword on the demon hunters: “Is it the mental imprint of the Godslayer Sword?!”

“No, the nature is different. And the thing in Zhao Xi’s soul looks more… advanced. I can’t even see through it.”

Hao Ren hadn’t expected such a high-end gadget like the data terminal to have insufficient performance at times. Liu Sheng, who was next to him, couldn’t hold back any longer: “What are you talking about? Is Zhao Xi possessed by something like an evil spirit?”

“Hard to say, but it seems she doesn’t have dissociation. Her soul is being suppressed by a foreign spirit,” Hao Ren waved his hand. “Do you know what she came into contact with in the Spirit Realm Clock Tower?”

Liu Sheng thought for a moment and shook his head gently. “…I don’t know. I was still recuperating in the rear when she was captured. She was already like this when she was brought back. I asked others, and Zhao Xi, like everyone else, was wandering in the upper district when she was trapped in the Clock Tower.”

Liu Sheng’s information wasn’t very helpful, so Hao Ren shifted his attention back to Zhao Xi. He poked the data terminal on his shoulder, “Can you peel off that foreign spirit in her body?”

The terminal thought carefully for a moment: “It’s difficult. I can’t even see what it is. I can only determine that there are two different entities entangled in Zhao Xi’s mental world. But if she is put in a medical pod and stimulated with a mental reshaping program… perhaps the parasitic spirit in her body can be revealed, so we at least know where to start.”

“Would you two like to come to my house?” Hao Ren turned to look at Liu Sheng. “I have equipment there that might be able to cure Zhao Xi.”

Liu Sheng was a straightforward person. He nodded directly: “Then thank you.”

Hao Ren then helped Zhao Xi up and had the data terminal initiate a spatial transfer. The three were enveloped in a white light, and in the next moment, they returned to his home in the southern suburbs.

When the three suddenly appeared in the living room, Lily was lying on the sofa reading a magazine. The husky girl jumped up when she saw Hao Ren with two strangers: “Wow! We have guests today?”

Liu Sheng swayed dizzily, still trying to recover from the dizziness caused by the teleportation. It took him a while to focus and see who the creature that jumped up, which seemed to be a werewolf, was, and he gave a slightly stiff smile: “Um, long time no see, sorry to bother you…”

At this time, Vivian happened to be coming out of the kitchen with a dish covered by an overturned bowl. She was surprised to see the situation in the living room: “You went out to find them?”

Hao Ren pointed to Zhao Xi, who was standing crookedly like a zombie: “The situation is a bit special. I need to use the medical equipment in the basement. By the way, do you mind having a demon hunter as a guest?”

“Anyway, guests are guests,” Vivian said casually, wiping her hands on her apron after placing the dish on the table. “Liu Sheng, right? Please sit down first. I’ll cook a couple more dishes. Can you eat spicy food?”

Liu Sheng had been quite calm just now, but when Vivian invited him to sit down, he immediately showed an awkward expression of unease. It wasn’t easy for him to adapt to this atmosphere all of a sudden. Putting aside the old grudges between demon hunters and the other races, he knew what these people in front of him were doing. Not to mention, the Fourteenth Saint was cooking in the kitchen, the First Saint was lying on the sofa reading a magazine, and across from him sat a demon king who was reading the People’s Daily—the kind with an army of a hundred thousand. Being surrounded by this group of people, he suddenly felt like a small citizen who had fallen into the Great Hall of the People, itching all over as if he were wearing woolen underwear…

Lily, as a silly husky, wouldn’t think so much. She simply shifted her attention from the magazine and looked up curiously at Liu Sheng: “We had a fight before, right? You were pretty good…”

Liu Sheng’s mouth twitched as he looked at the husky spirit in front of him, wondering whether he should treat this girl as a Saint or a werewolf. But in those few seconds, Lily’s attention had already shifted again, and she looked curiously at Zhao Xi, who was leaning crookedly on Hao Ren’s arm: “What’s wrong with her?”

Hao Ren roughly explained the situation to everyone, then took Zhao Xi to the basement. A hibernation pod had already been put on standby through the data terminal’s remote control. After Hao Ren put Zhao Xi in, he set it to automatic mental reshaping mode. As the lid of the device slowly closed, all that was left for everyone to do was wait.

Liu Sheng also followed curiously. He was taken aback by the things hidden in the basement, but having seen the ten thousand-strong allied forces, he wouldn’t be too surprised by anything Hao Ren came up with. He was just a little uneasy about the silvery-white metal box that looked like a coffin: “Can this thing cure dissociation?”

“I told you, it’s not dissociation,” Hao Ren corrected again seriously. “Besides, this thing may not be able to cure it—I’m just trying to make the ‘foreign object’ parasitic in Zhao Xi’s mental world appear, so we can figure out what it is.”

“How long will it take?” Liu Sheng stared intently at the data constantly refreshing above the silvery-white metal box. He couldn’t understand a single word.

“See this timer? It will be fine once it ‘dings,’ and then it will open automatically. But because the target is unclear, this process will take about half an hour. I’ve set it to automatic insulation… um no, automatic monitoring. I’ll get a message when it’s done running,” Hao Ren said as he walked towards the stairs. “Let’s just wait upstairs for half an hour. Let’s have dinner first, and you can try Vivian’s cooking.”

“This isn’t a treatment that ordinary people can enjoy; you should feel proud,” Vivian looked at Liu Sheng with a lot of flair. “In the past ten thousand years, I’ve only cooked for the people in this house today.”

Liu Sheng immediately straightened his expression, feeling like a demon hunter who was experiencing an epic event. Lily next to him muttered in a low voice: “Nonsense, you had to be able to afford the ingredients before.”

Vivian put her hands on her hips: “Big Dog!”

Lily shivered: “Of course, I also think that the bat’s cooking is very delicious! Very meaningful! Very classy!”

Liu Sheng looked at the negotiation between the bat and the big dog in confusion. He didn’t expect that their usual way of getting along was like this. Hao Ren patted him on the shoulder when he saw this: “Get used to it, this is the daily life of your two current top demon hunters.”

Liu Sheng felt a sense of the bleak future of demon hunters…

And when he came to the living room and watched Vivian lift the lids covering each dish, he was even more amazed:

The wide dining table was filled with more than a dozen dishes. Although they were all home-style dishes, the color, aroma, and taste were no less than a luxurious banquet. Moreover, each dish would burst out with a ray of light after being uncovered—this wasn’t an exaggeration, but a real ray of light! Every time Vivian lifted a lid, a ray of light like the aurora would fly out. After all the dozen or so dishes were revealed, the entire table was actually shrouded in auspicious clouds and flickering divine light, like the Southern Heavenly Gate…

Liu Sheng even heard a faint and solemn sacred music floating around the dining table.

Hao Ren led his family to sit down one by one at the table. At this time, the entire living room was filled with holy light and auspicious clouds. Hao Ren sat down, and the people on both sides lined up, their aura like Jesus’s Last Supper, or like the table that the Jade Emperor had smashed by the Monkey King…

Okay, neither of these statements is very auspicious, just get the spirit of it.

Anyway, under the illumination of this table of holy light sources, anyone sitting at the table looked like a character in a myth, except for Lily, whose image was a little worse: she habitually squatted on the chair, looking like a Hachiko at best, but she was a graduate of the Southern Heavenly Gate security program after all…

Liu Sheng looked at this scene in confusion: “You guys… do you have to go this far for a meal? Do you have to enchant every dish?”

Vivian said as she sat down: “The dishes aren’t enchanted, the pot I use is enchanted.”

Liu Sheng: “Enchant the pot?!”

“Maximum Holy Protection, Maximum Holy Blessing, Maximum Divine Grace, Maximum Holy Light Surge, Maximum Preservation Spell,” Hao Ren sighed. “If you want to hear it, I can tell you until tomorrow without repeating myself—Lily, sit properly! Stop crawling under the table! Get Dou Dou out of the soup pot! Everyone, eat properly!”