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 people of Yatun were mostly on the periphery; they had already been taken to a safe place by Ying Muyao and the other protectors of miracles.


Conversely, some members of the Yatun Clan, being too close to Bailuo, were almost sealed off in the sea of flames. Most of them were quite young, apart from a few adult women, the oldest being Fiona, who was about 13 or 14 years old.


Little Helen was too young, and she hadn't studied any advanced fairy magic.


Miracle power can make one's mind more mature, but for a little girl of only five or six years old, even the miracle power couldn't grant her too much strength.


Forcing it would only damage their foundations.


Other members of the Fairy Clan had limited potential in the first place; almost none could reach the Legendary Level.


The Yatun Clan had higher potential and aptitudes, with numerous individuals surpassing the Legendary level.


Chapter 336: Choose Me, or These Wastes (Vote for Monthly Ticket)