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

Zu Taichu was excited. He was a member of the Martial Faction who loved to challenge strong adversaries, and facing an ultimate warrior like Di Sui, how could his blood not boil with fervor?


His sister spoke. Although her tone was gentle, the undeniable authority in her words was exceptionally clear.


Di Sui spread his hands. He was no longer an emperor of the Northern Continent, now just a loser overthrown by Ying Muyao.


"Artian is not a person; it's a word," Isefia explained. "You can think of it as 'wisdom'."


There was a rumor in the Miracle World, ancient as time, that spoke of 'Artian's wisdom' descending upon this world once again and leading a great hero.


Of course, this was just mythology. To many Masters of Miracles, it was no different from some idiot Prophet's prediction.


Chapter 394: No Secrets in Front of the Queen (Seeking Monthly Pass)