A rare magical miracle in the world

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The plane’s rules are extremely fragile, they’re like the workings of a machine, where any single faulty part can lead to world-class trouble.

If the Cute Cat Family, capable of manipulating the rules, were to go there, just modifying one rule could cause a chain reaction like a collapsing black hole.

"Is it really that weak?"

"Can’t help it, to us, the plane really is that weak."

Uncle also felt helpless: "So, remember, never let a power capable of triggering a change in the rules go to the year 2008."

"What about those below Heroic Level?"

"Below Heroic Level, it’s just an energy change," Uncle said, "but an energy too vast cannot squeeze through the gate to 2008; it’d burst it if forced."

"..."

Bailuo covered his face, speechless: "Then what use is it to me?"

With that remark, Bailuo immediately realized something and awkwardly said, "That’s like expecting weapons to grow out of a field, isn’t it?"

Bailuo almost forgot where the modern world’s value lies—inventions, culture, and the explosion of information are its inexhaustible wealth.

"The value of Blue Star was never about military strength, but creativity."

There lie books, games, culinary research that make delicious fares, almost like a trendsetter leading the multiverse’s fashion wave.

This is the true value of the modern plane of Blue Star!

"Planes, in themselves, hold little value to us; even those worlds with magic and spells, so what?"

Uncle really looked down on planes; this was the attitude and view of most Masters of Miracles.

"Only the Dimensional Sovereign needs planes."

All powers in the Miracle World come from miracles; if any world indeed possesed mysterious forces, it must be the mischief of dimensional creatures.

"The appearance of mysteries in Lower Tier planes can mostly be divided into two scenarios."

Uncle said: "One is existing in memory, that is, having magic and deities in myths and legends."

"The other is the actual presence of mysterious forces."

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Ye Ling’s world has mysteries in legends, but no actual gods or ghosts.

Ye Feng’s world, however, really does have them.

"Apart from me and the kittens, who else from Yatun can go to Ye Feng’s world?"

"No one."

Uncle said: "Generally speaking, beings of Extraordinary Level and Ordinary Level can still enter, as long as they restrain themselves a bit."

"But the problem now is, we don’t know where the gates to 2008 and to 2022 are."

Ye Feng and the others came in through a Yaksha’s disappearance through a Cursed Contract, selected at random, like looking for a needle in a haystack.

It’s like throwing a stone into the Yangtze River, how would you retrieve it?

You know the stone is beneath the Yangtze, but exactly where?

"Xiao Luo, you also understand that the Cursed Contract just establishes a mission," Uncle said, "and only when those children accomplish the mission’s requirements, can they return to their own world and then open the gate for us."

Bailuo wasn’t worried about them betraying because the mission undoubtedly included the clause ’obtain Bailuo’s Miracle Power’.

And becoming a Child of Miracle for Bailuo meant they now had a sense of belonging to Yatun, they were one of us!

Bailuo wasn’t about to destroy their homeland, but would instead provide indirect protection.

The true enemy of planes was never the Master of Miracles, but the dimensional creatures, intent on consuming planes as food to grow themselves, which was the fatal threat.

"What are the four of them bound by in their Cursed Contract?"

The terms of the Cursed Contract were not random, but based on the innermost thoughts of the disappearing guests, randomly shaped.

Bailuo could observe but he couldn’t interfere or tell anyone, or else the Cursed Contract would collapse.

The terms of the Cursed Contract were their pathway to the Miracle Power.

For Bailuo and Yatun, the years 2008 and 2022 had no innate value.

What was truly valuable were the four who were called.

The fact that they could attract the Envoy of the Yaksha’s incarnation suggested they were among the few with the talent to adapt to Miracle Power outside of the Miracle World.

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"Their Cursed Contract..."

Bailuo had relayed the details to the old uncle, who savored them carefully and said, "Completely irregular, it seems it really is random."

A Cursed Contract is, to put it simply, a method of pacifying and appeasing dimensional planes.

Take the Qin Family Siblings as an example; the year 2022 they lived in is a dimension itself, shivering at the realization of the transformation of a Yaksha into an Envoy.

The Cursed Contract is like a crack in the door, through which the year 2022 peeks at the Yatun Duchy.

Should it ’see’ something terrifying, it would immediately close the crack, desperately blocking the door, unless Bailuo blew up the door, feigning his own death along with it.

Otherwise, the year 2022 would by no means give Bailuo an opportunity to exploit.

However, there exists a loophole.

And that’s what the Qin Family Siblings are?

Simply put, they are recognized by the year 2022 as the Daughter of the Dimension and the Son of the Dimension.

Others can’t enter, but after they gain Miracle Power, they can return to the year 2022.

Because the dimension views them as its own children who have earned a fortune outside, bringing glory back home.

That’s the essence of a ’Cursed Contract.’

It establishes contact with guests hidden by the gods and Yatun, then through them, soothes the mood of the dimension, gradually prying the door open.

The potential of Dimensional Children is not low and will increase with the elevation of the dimension.

A dimension generally produces only one, and at most, no more than three.

Though few in number, dimensions are as vast as the sea of stars, beyond count.

With such a vast base number, even if a dimension provides only one talent for Bailuo, it would be an endless supply.

"But these four tasks are a bit troublesome."

Especially Qin Yinyu’s task, Bailuo felt it was truly difficult, almost impossible to complete.

"Can I let it slide?"

"Of course, you can."

The old uncle said, "Then the dimension will realize you’re leering at it, and you will see if it’s frightened enough to close the door."

"..."

Alright, that’s the real reason why the Cursed Contract must remain concealed.

The Yaksha didn’t tell the People of Yatun the superstitions around the Cursed Contracts, also fearing that someone with prior knowledge of the Cursed Contract’s principles would backdoor them, thereby scaring the dimension.

"Is the Will of the Dimension alive?"

"Only instinctual."

The old uncle said, "However, some dimensions, due to long periods of bathing in Dimensional Power, may develop their consciousness."

"Such dimensions are of high value, almost equivalent to a Dimensional Sovereign; once they submit to us, they start at least at Master level."

"Hmm."

Bailuo couldn’t meet casually with people like Ye Feng: "The Gate to that world, even though different from what I imagined, is indeed a fascinating place."

The Son of the Dimension and such didn’t concern Bailuo much.

What he cared about was the culture on Blue Star; since numerous parallel worlds exist, it means different worlds will give birth to different works, endless and myriad."

"I offer protection, the modern dimension provides me with spiritual nourishment, it’s only right and proper."

Bailuo coveted nothing else, and there was nothing in modern times worthy of his concern: "Ghost Princess, inform those below, guests from afar are to be welcomed, not harmed."

"Yes."

When the Yaksha was out working, the Ghost Princess became Bailuo’s personal bodyguard.

The Netherworld Fairyland is established atop the Yatun Prison, its inhabitants mainly being demons.

Among them are benevolent ones, but there are also some who, like the Chaotic Evil Witch Ina, harbor ill will towards humankind, especially these strangers not of Yatun.

Bailuo had rules, and Ina and her ilk would surely adhere to them, daring not to overstep.

But without Bailuo’s word, he also worried these guests from the modern dimension, who were as helpless as a chicken, might be killed by the ghosts and demons of the Netherworld.