Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

Although everyone was eagerly passing around the talisman, they were also keeping an eye on Xia Wange's movements. Upon hearing her words, the talisman was quickly passed back to her. Xia Wange then took someone's lighter, walked to the boy's urine, and lit the talisman.

"That's fine."

As soon as she finished speaking, all the masters turned to look at Master Li. Sure enough, they found that the other party's energy gates were sealed. Even if there was no way to save him for the time being, it would not be more dangerous.

"That move is truly impressive; I've certainly seen something new today."

"Yes, this method of sealing the air vent is much faster than ours. If it were us, it might have taken us a long time."

"Next year is the triennial competition among Xuanmen practitioners. At first, I thought that Master Xia was just a rising star among the younger generation, and even among the older generation, he would be a worthy opponent."

Amidst the exclamations of admiration, Qian Jia and his apprentice dared not utter a single word. If he had known that Xia Wange was so young yet so powerful, he would never have dared to provoke her before!

Now he just hopes no one will notice him.

But things didn't go as planned. Someone just happened to be at odds with him and said with a smile, "Oh dear, Master Qian, the Qi gate is now sealed. Why don't you go and see how to bring the soul back?"

Qian Jia glanced at Du Yun, who was always being sarcastic, and gritted his teeth in anger. He said stiffly, "I didn't bring many weapons with me today. Master Li's situation doesn't fit my expertise. You should ask the other masters."

"Tsk, blame the road for being uneven when the person is bad, and the poor student has too much stationery." Du Yun muttered, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, so that it was neither arrogant nor too soft, but still clearly heard by everyone.

Xia Wange glanced at Du Yun; this guy really was good with words.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her again, Xia Wange said, "I'd like to hear your methods."

Although it was just a simple sentence, to the master's ears it sounded like a test, and everyone straightened up instantly, racking their brains.

"I do have a way to forcibly awaken Master Li, but he has lost one of his souls, so even if he is forcibly awakened, he will become mentally impaired. My method is only a last resort and should not be used unless absolutely necessary."

One of the shamanic women said, "My shaman has come up with a solution for me. She said that if they can't call them back from the mortal realm, they might have gone to a deeper level. All we need to do is go to that deeper level and call out to them. When we get there, we'll put a red cloth stained with the blood of their loved ones, go down there and chant all over the place. It's guaranteed to work."

"That is indeed a method, but the method of casting spells on the underworld is not easy to perform. It requires the right time, place, and people. I have successfully performed it once, but the time was very auspicious. Also, there are all kinds of evil spirits on the way to the underworld. There are many demons and monsters, and a lot of evil spirits and malevolent energy. If you are not careful, you will fall into their trap."

Xia Wange pursed her lips and scratched her head.

She once got lost and fell into a spell while on her way to the underworld.

"Luo Yin," also known as "Guan Luo Yin" or "Guan Ling Shu," is a method that allows the living to travel to the underworld. It usually involves letting some people meet their deceased relatives, especially those who died suddenly without leaving any arrangements for their final affairs. Relatives of these people often want to use this method to see their deceased loved ones one last time.

Ordinary living people don't always succeed. Her constitution was special; she was destined to die at birth, but her life was prolonged by various forms of energy given to her by her master. She continued to live through her merits. Therefore, she doesn't belong to the category of being completely alive, nor is she completely dead. This allows her to frequently traverse between these realms, which led to the development of a messenger service. She helps the deceased's relatives by arriving before the deceased reincarnates to inquire about any last words or to deliver specific items so the deceased has no regrets.

By the way, the last time she was in the underworld, she went astray and messed through the path. That was the time she destroyed the path.

"I can make the trip," Xia Wange said in a low voice. "Actually, it doesn't have to be as complicated as the Yin Realm. Just a partial Yin Realm is enough. Just detach slightly from the body and sink halfway into the Yin Realm."

"Can it be partially shaded?"

"Master Xia can do it anytime?" one person asked in surprise. "You know, it's already past midnight. The taboo of this move is that it can't be done past midnight, otherwise the soul might not be able to return."

Xia Wange looked at everyone's wide eyes and didn't know what to say for a moment. She could only say, "My physique is a bit special. I need to do things myself and don't need to leave my soul."

After she finished speaking, everyone gasped again.

Before they could even express their amazement, Xia Wange quickly interrupted their usual cliché of surprise.

"Alright, that's enough. If you have anything to say, hold it back. If we keep dragging this out, we won't have enough time."

Everyone was stunned by what they saw all night. Everything Master Xia said and did shocked them; her words and actions were almost entirely beyond their comprehension, belonging to a higher level. Those who initially had some doubts about the sign were completely convinced of her abilities after witnessing her skillful drawing of the talisman.

When they heard Xia Wange say that there wasn't enough time, the shock in everyone's hearts subsided a little.

See? Even someone as powerful as Master Xia has a time limit; he can't do whatever he wants.

But to everyone's surprise, Xia Wange just yawned, glanced at the time, and muttered, "If this drags on any longer, I won't be able to sleep tonight. I don't want to stay up all night; I have to go to work tomorrow."

Everyone: "..."

I don't even know where to begin complaining.

So the time limit was because they didn't want to stay up late?

With skills like Master Xia's, why would he need to work?!

The more capable someone is, the harder they work. I just don't know which heartless capitalist dared to let someone as capable as Master Xia work for them.

Lu Qiu, a ruthless capitalist, sneezed loudly and rubbed his arms.

It didn't get colder tonight.

"Then I'll head out first." Xia Wange took out a red cloth from her bag and walked over to Master Li's family. "Do you have any of Master Li's blood? Put some on this for me."

Master Li's wife quickly took out a needle, pricked Master Li's finger, and then squeezed it desperately.

The ruthlessness with which he struck left Xia Wange wide-eyed.

After squeezing out some blood, Master Li's wife said, "Master Xia, is this enough? If not, I have another knife behind me. I'll make a big incision."

"That's enough, that's enough." Xia Wange quickly took back the red cloth.

Just as she was about to set off, the shamanic woman from before approached her and said, "Master Xia, my surname is Dou, the Dou from the tragic story of Dou E. You can just call me Little Dou. Could you let me perform shamanic rituals?"