"For a hundred miles around, we haven't seen a single cloud; only here, in a ten-mile radius, dark clouds gather, and wind and rain intermix... this is by no means an ordinary weather phenomenon."
In an unassuming gray Taoist robe, with pure white cuffs and a golden line green jade treasure sword hanging at her waist, the refined "Second Senior Sister" also wore a grave expression.
Her slender jade hands quickly calculated, glimmers of blue light flickering in her eyes, while black and white yin yang aura subtly swirled around her as she murmured:
"This place has excellent geomancy, is rich in primordial qi, and contains great uncertainty. With my cultivation, I can't calculate the fortune, the hexagrams are extraordinarily magnificent yet empty, strange, strange, could it be a Saint is about to be born here? But why is the yin yang so violent?"
