Mrs. Wei’s face flushed, and her eyes bulged as she was just about to speak.
Mr. Wei stopped her and pulled her back, facing Zhu Ming with a stern expression, not showing a pleasant face, but speaking with a restrained tone.
"Master Zhu Ming, I understand that people in your profession usually don’t like dealing with more than one client for the same matter, and it would be difficult for us to consult another master. Since we have invited you over, it means we trust in your abilities, but now that our daughters remain unconscious, as parents, we are naturally anxious. Can you tell us how much longer it might take to resolve this situation?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ming’s expression eased a bit, "I’ll do my best to solve it by tonight, don’t worry."
Having said that, he turned around and took out a Soul Summoning Talisman from the small bag he carried.
In such a situation where the Yin Energy lingered, there were only two possibilities besides something in the Wei Family home gathering Yin Energy.
That is, there was some kind of filthy thing inside the Wei Family home.
Zhu Ming had inspected the entire Wei Family home and found no traces of any Yin-concentrating filth or signs of tampering.
The former could be ruled out.
That left only the latter possibility.
If there really was something unclean inside the Wei Family home, he should be able to find it using the Soul Summoning Talisman.
As long as that thing appeared, Zhu Ming was confident he could deal with it.
With this in mind, Zhu Ming grimaced, chanted the incantation, and activated the Soul Summoning Talisman.
The Soul Summoning Talisman in his hand suddenly flew up into the air and began to spin at high speed.
Mrs. Wei did not understand what Master Zhu Ming was doing now.
She was just about to ask.
But Mr. Wei shook his head at her and whispered, "Don’t disturb the master."
Mrs. Wei, preoccupied with her daughters and too impatient, couldn’t help but choke up with urgency, "At this point, are you still going to indulge his nonsense? Wei Dacheng, aren’t your daughters also your children?"
Caught between his wife and Master Zhu Ming, Mr. Wei felt a splitting headache and was in quite a dilemma, but he still patiently explained to his wife.
"I think Master Zhu Ming is setting up some kind of Formation, let’s wait a little longer and see. If it really doesn’t work, I’ll go ask for other masters in two hours."
Hearing this, Mrs. Wei couldn’t help but stamp her foot, but she said nothing further.
Mr. Wei, filled with anxiety and hope, looked towards Zhu Ming, hoping for some good news.
Otherwise, he would have to disregard Xuanmen’s rules and seek help from other masters.
At this very moment, the Soul Summoning Talisman spun faster and faster in mid-air.
Although Mrs. Wei was not pleased, she couldn’t help but pay attention.
The very next second, with a snap, all the lights in the house suddenly went out.
Everyone’s field of vision darkened as if a black cloth had been draped over their eyes, and all light vanished.
There was nothing but darkness.
Mrs. Wei became anxious, her voice turning shrill, "Wha-what happened to the lights?"
She instinctively reached out to grasp the person beside her.
"Honey, are you, are you still there?"
"I’m right here, it’s okay, it’s okay," Mr. Wei reassured her, finding her hand in the darkness.
Hearing her husband’s voice, Mrs. Wei felt a bit more at ease.
Mr. Wei held her hand, unable to see any color or know where Zhu Ming was; he could only vaguely discern the direction and asked into the dark, "Master Zhu, what’s going on? Is it a power outage, or is it caused by something else?"
Zhu Ming had not expected the sudden darkness either.
As he heard Mr. Wei’s voice in the dark, he was about to respond, but suddenly, from the silent darkness, an unusual noise arose.