A rare magical miracle in the world

"What am I even talking about?"

"And why am I discussing this kind of topic with her?"

"Also, is this really the place for the Kings’ gathering? How come we’re just chatting about trivial family matters—isn’t it more like a reunion?"

"So, do you like it?"

"....."

Bailuo’s mind couldn’t process it immediately: "Ah wait, that, I can’t really answer that question."

Disciplining Shijie was one battle, but it had a prerequisite—Bailuo could not cheat, not even in spirit.

"Isn’t she here? She shouldn’t be."

Bailuo looked around, and after confirming he hadn’t spotted Shijie, he said to Shi Xiyu, "Don’t persecute me, okay? It’s dangerous."

"And you should ask your old uncle about this matter, not me."

"I really like it."

At that moment, the old uncle came in, followed by a woman who appeared to be the one he was looking for.

"Lord Saros!"

Shi Xiyu’s eyes brimmed with excited tears, "It’s so good to see you’re alright."

"Long time no see, Yue Girl."

"Mhm!"

Forget all about grace and maturity, forget about being seductive and charming, the moment Shi Xiyu saw the old uncle, she turned into a soft, cute kitten—agreeing with whatever the old uncle said, nodding like a hamster.

"What does Xiao Luo think?"

The old uncle looked at Bailuo, who was confused: "Think about what?"

"About Yue Girl," the old uncle said, "how many points would you give her?"

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Was that a question Bailuo was supposed to answer?

Or was the old uncle so open-minded that he was inviting Bailuo for a threesome?

"Is that really okay?"

As soon as Bailuo spoke, the old uncle realized he had misunderstood and explained, "Yue Girl and I have nothing to do with each other, she’s specifically here for you."

"For me? Why?"

"Because I once arranged a marriage for you with her."

"....."

Bailuo’s expression went from confusion to bewilderment, then turned to shock: "What situation? What marriage arrangement? Do I have a marriage arrangement? But I already have Shijie!"

"She knows."

"She actually knows?!!"

Bailuo was stunned; he had always thought Shi Xiyu was the old uncle’s lover.

Who would have guessed that she was dressed so formally, not for the sake of the old uncle, but for him.

"Ah!"

It wasn’t until that moment that Shi Xiyu realized her mistake, "That, I’ve always regarded Lord Saros as... as a father..."

The reason she dressed that way was because of the old uncle’s taste—he liked mature women, and Bailuo figured he did too.

"Don’t you like it?!"

"No, it’s not a matter of liking or not," Bailuo said, "the main point is, I’m a married man!"

"I didn’t say you had to agree."

The old uncle took a drag on his cigarette and said, "You can also refuse!"

"Er... "

Seeing Bailuo hesitate, the old uncle gave him a knowing smile, "Why don’t you think it over? Don’t worry, the girl isn’t here, and even if she were, she wouldn’t stop you."

"Heh."

Bailuo would not fall for the old uncle’s trap; was he that kind of person? Ridiculous!

"Teacher, isn’t it time to introduce me?"

"Oh oh, my apologies," the old uncle quickly stepped aside and then introduced the woman to Bailuo: "This is..."

"My name is Mu Yunji, but you can also call me the Female Sword Emperor."

Sure enough, when he heard the other party call his uncle ’teacher,’ Bailuo was reminded of the strongest member of the nineteen-person team that Old Luwei had mentioned to him—the Female Sword Emperor.

[Superior Miracle: Heavenly Evolution Forty-Nine]

Even though she was the Master of Miracles, she had lost to his uncle in a duel and, accepting her loss, had become his disciple.

However, the uncle truly provided a lot of help to the Female Sword Emperor, allowing her to become the third most powerful female Master of Miracles at a young age, just after the Empresses of the East and the Extreme North.

Even when considering the entire Miracle World, the Female Sword Emperor was among the top powerhouses.

"So this is the King whom my teacher serves now? He seems very ordinary," she said.

The Female Sword Emperor was a Nine States person, a member of the Miracle World’s Easterners. However, unlike Shi Xiyu and the Empress of the East, her personality was more akin to a female knight-errant traversing the jianghu or a female sect leader or sword immortal from a cultivation novel.

Proud, chivalrous, and ethereal, with a presence that suggested an elusive demise—if we’re speaking of charm, she was more than just a notch above Shi Xiyu.

"I didn’t force you, Yun Ji."

"Hmph."

The Female Sword Emperor snorted coldly, "Who do you think I am? Since I’ve said it, I will not go back on my word!"

"What’s going on?"

Without making a sound, what had the uncle done behind Bailuo’s back?

"It seems you’re unaware," she said.

The Female Sword Emperor shook her head and looked at Old Luwei, "In this world, you’re probably the only one daring enough to do such a thing, right, teacher?"

"What kind of thing?"

"A selection contest," the Female Sword Emperor stated indifferently. "Not just me, but also her, and not just us. Your uncle tricked more than just a few of us throughout the years; I bet there will be quite a few more soon."

In his youth, the uncle too had been a figure of renown, but his heart had room only for Clearspring.

Yet outstanding people shine brightly no matter where they are.

The uncle was a man whose brilliance could not be hidden.

Clearspring, Shi Xiyu, and the Female Sword Emperor—all had received tremendous favors from the uncle. Aside from Clearspring, Shi Xiyu regarded the uncle as a father, while the Female Sword Emperor served him with the respect due to a disciple.

However, the debt of gratitude was too great. Shi Xiyu owed her life to the uncle, and the Female Sword Emperor did as well.

They couldn’t just let it go unacknowledged.

Even Masters of Miracles could run into difficulties advancing in the future due to such unresolved feelings of indebtedness.

"Slap!"

The uncle slapped Bailuo’s shoulder forcibly, saying in a deep voice, "Are you excited?"

"So what was your wish back then?"

"It’s nothing much."

The uncle said, "I told them, if they want to pay back the favor, pay it to my child."

"That’s it?"

"And one more thing," continued the uncle. "If possible, consider becoming my daughter-in-law, how about that?"

The uncle had no offspring, but he still had ’children.’

The senior sister, Inya, and Bailuo—they could all be considered the uncle’s children. However, the first two were daughters, which made it clear to whom the debt of gratitude should return.

"..."

Bailuo nearly choked: "What exactly have you been doing? I mean, how many people have you said these words to?"

"A lot. I can’t even remember," was the response.

"Damn!"

Bailuo turned to Shi Xiyu and the Female Sword Emperor: "Do you guys not care at all, just letting him mess around like this?"

This went beyond disrespect for women; this was outright failing to see them as people!

"I’m willing, oh," Shi Xiyu raised her hand obediently, then blushed mysteriously. "To be Lord Saros’s daughter-in-law..."

Ah, this is hopeless.

She is completely beyond saving.

Shi Xiyu was like a child bride raised single-handedly by the uncle and had completely immersed herself in the fantasy of a wonderful future.