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

Hearing Uncle's words, Bailuo immediately had Sherri go to the stable.


Sherri spread her wings and swiftly landed atop the stable. With a flap of her wings, she stirred up a storm, lifting the entire roof off the stable.


Logically, such a commotion should have spooked the horses.


But strangely, in the presence of Sherri, not a single horse panicked. Instead, they all kneeled in unison towards Sherri in the sky, lying prostrate on the ground, and then bowed their heads in a gesture of worship.


They were greeting their Queen, just as the Fairy Clan would when they met Lilith—it was a power they absolutely could not resist.


With Sherri's long howl, her wings, which resembled liquid mercury, finally spread out.


They were incredibly large, like crystalline diamonds pieced together, and they continued to extend outward, covering a good portion of the sky, before they suddenly released a blinding light.


Chapter 83: Joyfully Obtaining a Little Pegasus (Seeking Recommendation Votes)