A rare magical miracle in the world

"All means?"

"Yes."

"Without fighting back?"

"If they are weaker than me, I will not fight back."

Ali's task was rather special, without any particular restrictions; as long as Bailuo could find a way to kill her once, the task would be considered complete.

"Boss, what happened?"

Lord Nutouch Mountain, Yu Yuan Weng, Ganqi God, and Zongbu Mifei arrived, sensing the commotion here.

The four of them noticed Hailbo immediately, but what they saw was not Hailbo, but rather Bailuo, who was in the process of descending her consciousness onto Hailbo.

"A consciousness descent?"

"This feeling..."

"Miracle Entity or the Master of Miracles?"

It was difficult to distinguish between the Miracle Entity and the Master of Miracles in terms of aura; one had to fight to judge.

"You are the Four Deities, right?"

Bailuo introduced herself: "My name is Bailuo, I am the ruler of the Yatun Duchy, and also the Master of Miracles."

As she spoke, Bailuo carefully observed the four of them.

"This is... truly beautiful..."

At this moment, Zongbu Mifei, dressed in white, resembled a fairy from the moon palace. Having been exposed to miracles for so long, this was the first time Bailuo had met such a divinely beautiful person.

The Empress of the East and her elder martial sister naturally did not fall short of Zongbu Mifei, perhaps even surpassing her.

However, the three had different styles. In their respective domains, they were undoubtedly at the pinnacle. Yet, the three could not be generalized; beauty is multifaceted and cannot be compared casually.

"Hmm?"

Zongbu Mifei felt Bailuo's gaze, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, her cheeks faintly flushed, as if she was bashfully shy, yet also slightly troubled and displeased.

Despite feeling that Bailuo's behavior was quite rude, Zongbu Mifei, due to her personality, hid behind Ali.

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Zongbu Mifei was not angry, but she found being stared at uncomfortable.

"Sorry, my apologies."

Bailuo had no particular thoughts about her; she had simply started to admire beauty subconsciously upon seeing it.

Of course, this indirectly demonstrated Zongbu Mifei's charm, to be able to attract even someone like Bailuo, the Master of Miracles, revealing the terrifying extent of her allure.

"It's okay."

Zongbu Mifei was rather introverted. With bow and arrows in hand or without, she was completely different: "Big sister, who is he?"

"What do you think?"

Ali did not seem displeased: "Isn't my little sister Chang'e very pretty?"

Ali embraced Zongbu Mifei with one arm, like a female overlord holding her beloved consort in her arms: "If you can defeat me, she, too, will be yours!"

"Chang'e?"

Upon hearing this familiar name, Bailuo thought to himself, 'No wonder.'

If myths from the multiverse had archetypes, then Zongbu Mifei's image formed several mythical characters from the hometowns of Bailuo and Ye Feng, among which the most famous were the sun-shooting Great Yi and the moon-chasing Chang'e.

Therefore, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Zongbu Mifei was the origin of all Chang'e legends.

"Even in the entire Miracle World, my little sister Chang'e is likely to contend for the first place."

"Hmm."

Bailuo did not object, but at this moment, Clearspring and the Empress of the East, who were watching from afar, simultaneously scoffed with disdain.

"......"

Bailuo heard that and quickly stated, "Different kinds of beauty should be appreciated from different angles, if you really start ranking them first or second, that would just be tacky, tacky indeed."

It was a matter of life and death, and Bailuo was very enlightened in this respect.

"Big sis?"

What's going on, the Four Gods were utterly confused.

They could tell that Bailuo was no ordinary person, but they couldn't pin down exactly what his background was.

Otherwise, if the Four Gods knew about the hoard of miracles Bailuo possessed, they would probably be so shocked that they would stare dumbfounded.

"It's like this..."

Soon, Bailuo explained the situation.

"This!!!"

"That's fantastic, boss, you finally have someone taking you!"

Hearing that someone finally found a way to make Ali into a Miracle Creature with a master, the Four Gods were not distressed at all; on the contrary, they were genuinely happy for her.

"What do you mean by that? Do I really smell that bad?"

Ali felt there was something wrong with that comment, as if she sounded like a spinster who couldn't get married.

"Of course you smell good, but boss, isn't it because your standards are too high and no one meets them?"

"Yeah, exactly, every time we see you all alone, we feel really bad about it."

Lord Nutouch Mountain and the Ganqi God were nodding in agreement, and Zongbu Mifei also concurred, yet her perspective was from the standpoint of the people of Zhu Xia Country: "Big sis, with you having a Master of Miracles, we Zhuxia people could gain Miracle Power and wouldn't have to live so arduously."

The people of Zhu Xia Country truly lived a hard life, with poor food and poor living conditions.

Some might ask, aren't there many powerful Masters of Miracles around, couldn't you just ask them for help?

With the character of Zhuxia people, relying on others for economic lifelines is something they find hard to accept.

If one day the other party were to threaten them with luxurious food and clothing, should the Zhuxia people listen to Duke A'li or someone else?

You see, Zhuxia people had no miraculous connection with A'li.

They belonged to the free people group—any Master of Miracles could potentially take them away.

In contrast, a Master of Miracles was essentially different.

If someone could become Ali's Master of Miracles, it showed that he truly cared for Ali, because there has never been a case where a Master of Miracles didn't respect their Miracle Creature.

Even the Ancestor of Yatun, Ying Baizhou, the man who controlled 800 miracles, loved each and every one of his miracles as well.

If the Master of Miracles was sad, the Miracle would feel pain.

And the reverse was also true, when Bailuo fought the Empress of the East and his senior sister, it pained his own heart as well.

Therefore, not only were the Four Gods not the slightest bit reluctant, they wholeheartedly supported Bailuo in defeating Ali.

"Go for it, Mr. Bailuo, you are, after all these years, the first to uncover the boss's secret."

Lord Nutouch Mountain was very talkative; he noticed Ali's mood—she didn't mind being subdued by Bailuo.

It couldn't be helped, their connection ran very deep.

Ali knew Bailuo's grandfather, she knew his father, and she was also very close to his grand-uncle. Trust, coupled with habit, made Ali feel it was only natural to follow Bailuo; she had no qualms about it at all, in fact, she felt it was to be expected.

After all, we are so familiar; now I belong to you, could this be destiny?

Yes, that's exactly how Ali felt now.

She had been lonely for a thousand years, and now, the one who discovered her secret was Bailuo, a member of the Yatun Bloodline she had cared for for eight hundred years—if this wasn't fate, what was it?

"Don't hold back when you hit; just go for it. Boss's skin is thick; she can take it."

"So, we're not supposed to take action, just watch?"

Yu Yuan Weng was quite serious, but he also realized this was Ali's own affair and it was not their place to intervene: "All right, then I shall sit aside and watch the fight, hoping that this time, there will indeed be a good outcome."