LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 200 Divination
Lancelot felt the urge to put on the Transformation Ring again, to grow wings on his back... No, to make his body grow wings. However, after a brief contemplation, he restrained that impulse. With his adept manipulation of True Qi, he could perform glide-like maneuvers in the air, so falling wasn't so dangerous to him; transforming into a Succubus would somewhat affect his combat ability, which was not a good choice in this strange and perilous environment.
"Everyone, take one of these," Koula said as she opened her mouth, and everyone turned to her, noticing the Halfling pulling out several bottles of pale blue potion from her bag.
"What is this?" Kalalin curiously took one, "Pale blue, is it related to the Transformation System?"
"Exactly, it's a potion imbued with the effects of the Feather Fall Spell, but don't drink it now!" Koula stopped the Dwarf who immediately unscrewed the cap and was about to pour it down his throat, "Its effect lasts only one minute, so use it only when necessary, and keep it where you can reach it easily."
"What's the use of that?" Bruto complained, "I can't predict if I will fall off a cliff within a minute."
"If the height of the fall is enough to be fatal, you completely have time to drink this potion before hitting the ground," the Halfling explained with a relaxed expression. "In an emergency, you could also just crush it and the part of your body that touches the potion will gain the Feather Fall Spell effect, and then hold onto your other parts of the body, you can still avoid injury from a fall...though it's not a pleasant experience."
"I'd still better be careful not to fall," the Dwarf shrugged and pocketed the potion. The others did the same, except for those with the ability to fly—Elothysia, Cromwell, and Little Esha, who was adjusting to the time change in Lancelot's pocket.
Vampires could die in many ways, but falling was definitely not one of them. With a simple action, a vampire could transform into a bat or even a mist.
"What do we do next?" the Dwarf looked at the canyon shrouded in red mist, "They say the bead absorbs light from its surroundings, but this damn mist makes it impossible to see anything."
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"I'm afraid we have to search along the mountain path bit by bit," Kalalin walked to the edge of the cliff, looked down and quickly recoiled, "Now the question is, from which direction should we start? Pick a side and rely on luck?"
"Don't you have some magic that could give us a hint?" Bruto looked at the Scholar expectantly.
"Unfortunately, no," the Scholar shrugged, "Many spells do not function properly in the Great Abyss, including teleportation and prophecy spells. Normally, the detection spell can cover several miles, but the magic wand given by the Abyss-headed demon has only a thousand feet of range, and its creator is probably much stronger than me."
"Maybe my Divine Arts could be of some help," Alamir chimed in eagerly. "I know a Second Circle Divine Art: Divination. It can predict whether what we're about to do in the next thirty minutes is good or bad, shall we try it?"
"That amazing?" Bruto's interest was piqued, "How do you do it?"
"It's simple, like if I decide to go in...that direction." Alamir pointed arbitrarily, then he took out a Gold Coin and flicked it into the air, "If the side with the number is up, it's auspicious; if the side with the text is up, it's ominous…"
The Gold Coin spun rapidly in the air, then bounced twice on the ground. When it finally landed the last time, the Gold Coin stood upright on the ground, then rolled over the edge of the cliff and disappeared into the abyss.
"Wow," Cromwell, floating in midair, couldn't help but express his admiration, "It's the first time I've seen such precise divination…"
"Uh, it's my first time encountering this situation," the Elf scratched his head awkwardly, "Shall I try it again?"
"As far as I know, the accuracy of Divination decreases throughout the day, and the hint you've already got seems pretty clear," the skull wagged its head, "Undoubtedly, our target is below us, we should head downward."
"But this Divine Art doesn't actually indicate direction, it only predicts the goodness or badness of our choice," Alamir spread his hands helplessly, "I guess we really just have to pick any direction and try our luck."
"I also know some divination techniques, let me try," Lancelot suddenly spoke up, recalling a very mysterious method of divination recorded on a small bamboo strip.
"Let's give it a try, since we don't have any leads right now," Kalalin looked skeptically at him, "But can your strange Bloodline Power do this too?"
"It has nothing to do with my Bloodline Power, it's just a small trick I learned by chance," Lancelot also took out a coin from his pocket, "It is said this method can predict anything from the birth and destruction of the universe to the sex of a baby in a pregnant woman's womb, though there's no guarantee of accuracy."
Naturally, the others had no objections, so Lancelot flicked the coin into the air, and after a few seconds, the coin landed on the ground, text side up.
"The back side," Kalalin commented, "What does that mean?"
"We're not finished yet," Lancelot drew two short lines on the ground with the tip of his sword, then picked up the coin and tossed it again, drawing either a long line or two short lines based on the result, each time he repeated this process six times, a strange symbol consisting of several lines appeared on the ground.
"I've never seen divination done this way," Cromwell looked curiously at the Human Knight frowning in thought, "So what's the result?"
"I don't quite understand either, probably northward?" Lancelot was silent for a while, then finally said, "This is called hexagram, through six predictions, the result is called a hexagram. There are 64 possible combinations, each with a special meaning, but interpreting them is very difficult."
"How did you know it's northward?" Kalalin looked curiously at the symbol on the ground. As a Scholar of mystical knowledge, he was quite curious.
"The three lines at the bottom make up the Inner trigram, and the three lines on top make up the Outer trigram. The Inner trigram represents the current state of the matter being divined, and the Outer trigram represents the way the matter will develop," Lancelot explained to the others, "Each hexagram can have many meanings, for example, the Inner trigram of this prediction represents the north direction, the earth, midnight, transformation, and women among other things."