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George, noting Maria’s horrified expression and her unusual nervousness in speech, wasted no time in inquiring, “Miss Clark, what do you make of this sight?”

Maria responded, “This… The dark clouds appear chaotic and unruly, yet there’s an underlying complexity, a sense of… it feels akin to the Zen Gua image from the Book of Changes’ sixty-four hexagrams.”

“Zen Gua?” Geena exclaimed, clearly taken aback, “Could this cloud actually represent a hexagram?”

Maria nodded, murmuring, “Zen hexagrams are always intricate. Ancient wisdom tells us that when upheaval arrives, laughter turns bitter; a shocking event in the distant field, no mourning for the blade. When this hexagram appears, it’s a merging of the main hexagram and the guest hexagram, signifying an unforeseen, earth-shattering occurrence.”

George, now even more astounded, inquired, “Who possesses the ability to divine from the sky’s clouds?”

Maria appeared befuddled, “I’m not sure… But… This divination seems to have commenced precisely when we arrived. I don’t think it’s man-made.”

“Unnatural, then…” Geena questioned, “Could it be a natural occurrence?”

Maria shook her head, saying, “The secret eludes me…”

As they spoke, the sky’s dark clouds continued their rapid transformation. Thick clouds seemed to draw from an unending well in the heavens, covering the entire Heaven Lake valley in a relentless surge.

Maria frowned, gazing skyward with wide eyes, whispering to herself, “The hexagrams shift too swiftly… I… I cannot fathom it. What are you attempting to convey? Can you clarify? At all?”

The enigmatic clouds, of course, remained indifferent to her muttered queries, their transformation unabated.

Growing impatient, Maria anxiously noted, “There are so many variables, each demanding extensive comprehension. With their rapid changes, another hexagram emerges in the blink of an eye. I… I truly cannot discern…”

Hearing this, Geena swiftly retrieved his mobile phone, activating video recording. “Miss Clark, fret not. I’ll capture all these shifts. If need be, you can unravel their meaning later.”

are relentless. Everything is encapsulated within this turbulent hexagram. It hints at a plea for aid, but it does not clarify who or what seeks it.

something, then

in a hushed tone, “I haven’t quite grasped it yet… It’s neither someone nor something… Just…

widened, and she exclaimed, “Ah! I

“What have

pointed to the barren ground beneath

the Mother

perplexed, “Didn’t the Mother of Pu’er fail to transcend three hundred years ago? Why would she

murmured, “I can’t explain the reasoning, but I can sense it. That familiarity, it’s the Mother of

Pu’er appealing through the clouds, what does she require of us? How can we

plea. This ceaselessly shifting hexagram suggests she’s trapped within this tumultuous hexagram, unable to break free.

dark clouds had grown denser, coalescing into a sphere that descended slowly. The air now teemed with

main hexagram gradually succumbing to Ke Gua’s influence. If I can’t devise a solution soon, I may not be able to save

only stand there, his worry etched across his

thicken and descend, creating a potent low-pressure

stomped her foot in frustration and exclaimed, “The hexagrams are becoming more perilous, with the main hexagram losing ground to Ke Gua. If I can’t find a solution soon, I

hexagrams, attempted

within our capabilities. But where can

right, Young Master… we can’t disperse these dark clouds. Your power can attract thunder, but it only affects tangible entities. Dark clouds are like thunder and lightning’s companions; they won’t be