Pale blue knowledge

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.
"Is there magic in this world?"
Facing Bailuo's question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, "No."
"But there are miracles."
"What are miracles?"
"A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit."
The uncle said, "Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder."
"Magic!"
Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, "This is definitely magic!"
"No."
His uncle said, "These are truly miracles."
Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, "This is a miracle..."

A rare magical miracle in the world

The fight was over, very quickly, incredibly so.


Lu Anya's mind was boggled, she had lost, and she couldn't fathom why.


Lu Anya, naturally not willing to accept defeat, was stronger than her younger brother. The Tree Elves' Descendants were genial by nature, but when it came to things they didn't understand, they desired clarity.


Neither used weapons, the senior sister merely engaged in close combat, but her moves, her speed, and strength completely overwhelmed Lu Anya.


Although the senior sister was somewhat aloof among the People of Yatun, everyone knew who was truly the number one master of Yatun.


Isefia was the uncle's first disciple; he brought the two sisters to what was then Yatun Village before training and teaching the other People of Yatun began.


Chapter 46 Uncle: I'm actually freaking out