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

"I want to ask you a question, if I tore up the marriage contract with you, what would you do?"


This was not the prior arrangement, but a forceful rejection, the kind that was extremely humiliating.


Mu Yunji's heart skipped a beat, subconsciously thinking that Bailuo was using this as a threat against her.


If it really came to that, Mu Yunji might indeed listen to Bailuo and acknowledge Yunhua and her family's identity.


But this was coercion, the husband asserting his authority, demanding the wife's meek and obedient compliance.


Perhaps Mu Yunji would agree this time, but for the Miracle Task, it could likely lead to irreparable fissures, forever obliterating the possibility of completion.


"That's not what I mean, it's just a question, merely a question."


Bailuo quickly explained, "I just want you to imagine for a moment, suppose this really happened, what would you do?"


Chapter 419: Plastering Mud on the Wall (Seeking Monthly Votes)