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

Bailuo gripped the knife in his hand tightly, but he couldn't stop, otherwise, he would truly give himself away. "Just make a random cut, it won't affect his performance later."


A figure approached from behind, the blade moving fluidly, and Bailuo turned to deflect.


The clang of colliding blades, accompanied by sparks flying, was like the trumpet of war being sounded. The two figures intertwined continuously, brandishing their blades, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged blows dozens of times.


The woman's swordsmanship was extremely peculiar; she wielded a long tachi, which is to say, a very long sword with a length of 2.4 meters.


Such a weapon, to say nothing of fighting, was exceptionally cumbersome to even swing.


Although Bailuo had also used a long tachi before, his and his senior sister's were definitely not of the same kind as the opponent's.


Chapter 196: Miracle Ancestral Return - The Master Recognition Ceremony (Part 2)