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

This was the first time Ygsella had seen her elder brother speak so seriously about something, "Why?"


The Supreme Emperor of the North did not explain, but upon hearing his words, Ygsella's eyes widened in shock.


Even the Empress of the Far North had never seen her brother so somber, which made her even more annoyed.


Ygsella was taken aback, and then her face filled with disdain, "Her? That kind of thing, she's The Great Philosopher? What a joke!"


The Great Philosopher is not a person or a creature but rather an invisible will.


Different civilizations have different definitions of The Great Philosopher, but essentially, it's quite unified—it is the ultimate truth of the universe!


As for where The Great Philosopher comes from and what it means.


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