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

Accompanied by a hissing neigh, Sherri raised her front hooves high, while in front of her, two men dressed as merchants were startled and panicked.


"You, you, you, what are you doing? Who rides a horse like this?!"


The man was speaking in Azure, obviously a local from the Azure Duchy.


Since his childhood, Bailuo had been taught several major national languages by his uncle and was quite proficient in them.


Bailuo sized up the two men in front of him, "Is it something on them?"


Bailuo felt that it shouldn't be something on their person.


Suddenly, Bailuo's attention was drawn to something behind the merchants. There stood a small slave, dressed in tattered clothes, with disheveled hair and a dirty body, looking very frightened and shivering.


Without hesitation, Bailuo stepped forward and grabbed the other's hand.


Chapter 61: The Heirloom Jade (Vote for Recommendation)