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 asked her uncle and Ying Muyao, and at that moment, her senior disciple sister also arrived.


Seeing Isefia arrive, Ying Muyao felt a sense of discord.


That was because recently, the senior disciple sister's time in seclusion had increased, and accordingly, the time she spent by Bailuo's side had decreased.


"This sword is a godly weapon of world destruction," suggested the senior disciple sister, "the Heroic Spirits say it's extremely dangerous."


Bailuo's gaze lingered on the three of them before settling on the Divine Twilight she held in her hand, "Should I abandon it?"


No one spoke, but based on Bailuo's understanding of Ying Muyao, she probably thought exactly that.


As for the senior disciple sister, she might want to keep the Twilight.


After all, no matter how evil Twilight may be, it would not harm Bailuo.


Chapter 327 The Inescapable Twilight (Vote for Monthly Pass)