A rare magical miracle in the world

Ying Muyao: What are you up to?!

"Alright, everyone start over."

"Shua!"

The bowing motion was incredibly smooth, clearly practiced in private, causing Ying Muyao’s mouth to twitch slightly.

One minute, two minutes.

’Can anyone explain to me the meaning of this ritual?’

Ying Muyao felt like she was surrounded by idiots, the ones on stage were morons, those off the stage were dimwitted, and she just happened to be standing on stage.

She didn’t know what to say or what to do, and remembering the interruption earlier, Ying Muyao hadn’t moved since.

Finally, the three minutes of prayer were over.

"That’s enough, everyone get up."

"That was quick, huh?"

"I kind of want to kneel for a little while longer."

"Your Majesty, I feel like I need to kneel for another half an hour."

These words were spoken by Little Xiong Duoduo, now the Xiong Ba Fist Emperor, who expressed that since the Fairy Clan had evolved into Sacred Beasts, there was a certain difference from before.

"What does Little Xiong Duoduo kneeling have to do with me, the Fist Emperor?"

"You have a point."

Bailuo felt that Little Xiong Duoduo made logical sense: "But I refuse!!"

"Why like this..."

"I just wanted to kneel a bit longer, how could a cute little bear have any ill intentions?"

If they really kept kneeling like this, it might actually turn into a competition, which would be absurd.

"Let’s go, let’s go, it’s over."

"We’ll have a banquet later, you should eat more instead of kneeling more."

The Mysterious Sorcerer Emperor and Ling Ling, as two generals of the Holy Beasts Clan, briskly picked Duo Duo up and walked him away, a mere Heroic Level couldn’t compete with a Master and a King.

"Hey! You two traitors!"

"It was you who let me test the waters first," Little Xiong Duoduo: "You’re tricking me, you’re tricking me!!!"

"Can we get up now?"

"Is it over? Just like that?"

Gongsun Wu was still confused, she had no idea what happened, and seeing everyone kneeling except herself, she didn’t want to be out of place and followed suit.

But who would have thought that the mysterious silence of five to six minutes would completely overturn Gongsun Wu’s perception of rituals.

Even the rituals of a cult at least form a circle.

You really haven’t got anything!

"Are you also my brother’s Child of Miracle," Inya, without Xiao Bai, stood alone: "Let’s get acquainted, my name is Inya, the vice president of the Cute Cat Club, do you want to join?"

"Cute Cat Club..." @@novelbin@@

Gongsun Wu’s mind was still a bit muddled, what on earth was going on with Yatun Duchy!

The chaotic ritual, the silly girl, and this club that sounded very cute but was weird in every aspect.

"Sister Inya, this might not be too good," Elsa said: "We don’t know anything about her, and just like that, inviting her..."

"No matter!"

Inya stood with her hands behind her back, exuding the aura of a sage: "The moment I saw her, I knew she was exactly the kind of person we were looking for!"

"Sorry, I have absolutely no interest in the Cute Cat Club."

Gongsun Wu, firm and direct, decisively refused Inya’s invitation, and bypassed the two women, walking straight towards Ying Muyao.

"Sister Inya, it seems like you have been rejected."

"Even my brother has never rejected me."

Inya turned around, watching Gongsun Wu’s retreating figure, and remarked: "An interesting woman."

"..."

Elsa: ’What kind of twist is this?!’

"Surprised, indeed surprised," Ying Muyao: "But what kind of ritual is this?"

"At first I also found it strange, but after a few times, I got used to it," Bailuo said: "Once accustomed to it, it became quite natural."

If you can’t make them understand you, then you must understand them.

"Can you feel it, that look of eager anticipation in their eyes, all for nothing but an extra minute of kneeling."

Bailuo was sharing his experience as king and the troubles he faced with Ying Muyao, the Empress of the East being an old hand in this regard, casually giving advice to Bailuo, greatly helping him.

"I see, I have this situation on my side too."

Ying Muyao: "After all, we are born to be kings. Sometimes, the fervor with which our citizens adore us can indeed be overwhelming."

"Your Majesty~~~"

Gongsun Wu ran to Ying Muyao’s side, urging: "We’ve been out for quite a while, when are we going back?"

Normally, Gongsun Wu would never dare to be so bold as to interfere with Ying Muyao’s decisions.

But now, she was very wary of Bailuo, terribly afraid he might steal Ying Muyao away.

Thus, Gongsun Wu couldn’t care less, as long as she could take Ying Muyao back, she was willing to do anything.

"Involuntary to the core..."

For Ying Muyao, the citizens of Bailuo and the Eastern Empire were like the flesh between her fingers, hurting either side would cause her pain.

"Xiao Wu, stop making a fuss."

Ying Muyao’s voice was very soft, but her message was clear: "If you really start a commotion with him, who do you think I will side with in the end?"

"Your Majesty?!"

Gongsun Wu knew the Empress of the East all too well; she was telling her that if she had to give up one side, she would abandon the Eastern Empire.

If there ever came a day when the Eastern Empire became an obstacle for Bailuo, then the nation would no longer have a reason to exist.

Ying Muyao established the empire for Bailuo, she allowed Gongsun Wu to do anything, but the one thing she did not permit was rebellion!

Anyone who dared to rebel, she would execute without hesitation!

"Let’s make a covenant."

Ying Muyao said to Bailuo: "Make a vow that will convince Xiao Wu and the others, meanwhile testing whether my citizens can accept it."

"What kind of covenant?"

Bailuo didn’t want to put his sister in a difficult position, as for the powerhouses of the Eastern Empire, having them was naturally good, but if not, Bailuo wasn’t too bothered either.