A rare magical miracle in the world

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They were the heroes of this event, surely at the center of all the talk.

Mr. Lyon didn’t make an appearance; he is a Miracle Person, not just a matter of status, but also because he is a national secret of our Yatun.

The senior sister is going into seclusion, and the old uncle has research to do.

So, Bailuo was the only one to keep company.

"Your Majesty, you nearly scared the life out of this old pig."

Gone was his previous dingy appearance; now, General Ganglie, his black fur completely shed, looked no different from a domestic pig.

And believe it or not, the chubby and big-eared look was actually quite cute.

"Just joking with you."

Bailuo said, "King of Aolai is generous; you’ve come from far, envoy or not, I must host you well."

As King Aolai sat with Hailbo, Bailuo certainly wouldn’t neglect General Ganglie.

"But, always calling you General Ganglie just doesn’t feel right."

Bailuo said, "How about I call you Zhu Bajie?"

"Zhu Bajie, Zhu Bajie; it actually sounds quite nice."

General Ganglie said, "Your Majesty giving me a name, I am extremely pleased. ’Zhu’ is the surname in my Aolai name, and I never expected Your Majesty to be knowledgeable about our barbarian culture, but what does ’Bajie’ mean?"

"It means nothing specific, it just rolls off the tongue, consider it a nickname I’ve given you out of affection."

"This..."

General Ganglie never imagined he’d earn Bailuo’s esteem and quickly raised his glass: "To, to Bajie, a toast to King Yatun."

"Cheers."

"What a drink!"

General Ganglie had thought the drink Cat Lulu brought was fine wine.

But this drink was not a bit less potent than the Monkey Brew from Huaguo Mountain of Aolai.

"What is this wine, with such an overwhelming power of life!"

This wine came from the Sapling Jade Drops brewed from the Tree of Life nurtured by Tree Elves, holding the power of life within.

A mortal upon first smell adds ten years to their life, a sip extends it by a century.

"This wine, when you leave, help me take a few bottles for King Aolai."

After the wine, Bailuo introduced, "Come, taste our Yatun culinary delights."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

General Ganglie, looking at the table full of dishes and the fairies busily preparing more, exclaimed: "This is truly an eye-opener; old pig has indeed had his eyes opened wide this time!"

Previously it was just Cat Lulu, but this time, the whole fairy crew was out.

Cat food, dog food, mouse food, monkey food...

All sorts of delicacies from Bailuo’s past life, both domestic and foreign, left General Ganglie relishing the moment, even tempting him to stay in Yatun forever.

"I’m all for it!"

Bailuo said, "As long as King Aolai is willing to part with you, my door is always open for you."

"Your Majesty jests."

General Ganglie was a bit of a simpleton, but his heart was filled with loyalty and patriotism: "Just joking, ha ha ha!"

Selling one’s country for a meal is something to joke about.

Truly doing so, not only would King Aolai and Bailuo despise him, but General Ganglie would look down on himself too.

"However, if Your Majesty ever needs this old pig’s help," General Ganglie said, "just tell my king, and I’ll be ready with my nine-tooth rake."

General Ganglie was, after all, King-level, and Yatun, apart from the Miracle Entity, had none like that.

Of course, in the current situation, King-level individuals weren’t allowed to partake in wars of aggression, but even as an observer, it was a tremendous deterrent.

Yatun needed that deterrent.

"By the way, Bajie."

After a satisfying meal and drink, Bailuo said, "There’s something I need you to convey to King Aolai, come closer."

Seeing Bailuo’s solemn attitude, General Ganglie immediately sobered up and leaned in.

"This..."

He listened to Bailuo’s secret message, his expression growing increasingly grave.

"I must report this to my king immediately."

General Ganglie was not Zhu Bajie; he could be depended on, never flippant in critical moments.

"Bajie, do you think King Aolai will be willing to help?"

You scratch my back, I scratch yours. After pondering, General Ganglie said, "I believe this matter benefits Yatun and harms Aolai not; my King will most likely agree."

"That’s great, that’s great!"

Bailuo picked up his cup: "Now, finish this last drink, get a good rest tonight, and tomorrow I’ll personally see you off."

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"Hailbo, Hailbo."

After the banquet, as Hailbo walked through the corridors of Avalon Castle, he heard someone calling him and quickly turned back.

"Mr. Lyon?"

"What’s with the formalities?"

Seeing Hailbo about to bow, Lyon quickly stopped him: "We’re all friends here, no need for such formalities."

Hailbo is Lyon’s Child of Miracle.

Though in Yatun, Miracle Entities rank below Bailuo.

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But this is Yatun, if we were on Miracle Mainland, Lyon would have the qualifications to be king.

In terms of future potential, Lyon and the King of Aolai are equally matched.

"Our Yatun hold heroes in the highest regard, you braved great risks to serve as an envoy to Aolai," Lyon said, "His Majesty personally sculpting a statue in your honor as a reward, we think it’s only proper."

"His Majesty personally..."

"Yes."

Lyon said, "Personally sculpting it."

"This!"

Hailbo had not expected Bailuo to personally sculpt a statue for him, such an honor, one Lyon would surely envy in his heart though he said nothing.

"So, Mr. Lyon is looking for me because..."

"I come to invite you to join the Cute Cat Club."

"..."

Hailbo was perplexed: "What is this Cute Cat Club, a place to pet cats? Should I call Cat Lulu to come along?"

Even with Hailbo’s intelligence and wisdom, he was caught off guard and did not immediately realize the significance of this organization.

"Lulu will be invited by Ling Ling and the others, and I am here to invite you."

"So what is this club?"

"It’s for sharing the worries and solving the problems of our king," Lyon said, "and also, a place for us to dedicate ourselves to Yatun."

"Come."

Lyon said, "I’ll take you there."

The Cute Cat Club is located within Avalon Castle, where there is a huge building resembling a cathedral—Avalon Castle · Hall of Heritage.

The hall is very quiet, and inside stands a sculpture of Bailuo.

In front of the statue, many figures clad in long robes, hiding their faces under hoods, are sitting on benches, reverently bowing their heads in prayer to their Miracle King.

"Boom!"

The doors were pushed open, the People of Yatun ended their prayers and looked up towards the entrance.

"Have you arrived, Hailbo?"

"Impressive, Hailbo."

"Truly deserving of His Majesty’s attention, achieving what we could not."

"Yatun’s hero, our envoy!"

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Walking among the crowd, Hailbo felt their gazes, filled with nothing but envy and admiration.

Though there was some jealousy, it wasn’t directed at him, but rather a regret for their own inadequacy.

"Greetings, everyone."

Hailbo, not knowing what to do, but Lyon, who had been asked to speak, was still quite nervous: "It is a great honor to receive this invitation."

Those present were all from the Yatun Clan, Tree Elves, and Fairies.

Since the arrival of the Mysterious Dragon on Yatun Island, Hailbo was the first person qualified to enter this place.

In terms of sheer Miracle Power, Hailbo could definitely rank in the top five here.

That was impressive, very impressive.

"Soon, Yatun will face a foreign war."

Now that the senior sister isn’t here, and Lilith hasn’t come, Lyon has become the temporary leader of the club: "Hailbo, you’ve absorbed my Heroic Level Greedy World Power, so for this war, are you willing to fight for Yatun?"

"It would be my honor!"

Hailbo rose to his feet hastily. He hadn’t expected to have an opportunity to go to war as soon as he returned: "But, my going to war, it won’t affect the next envoys, will it?"

Hailbo was only in Yatun for a short moment; his next destination had already been decided, and he would soon set out on his journey.

"Don’t worry."

Lyon said, "This war is quite special, there’s no need for the physical body to go, you just need to dream it."

"I see."

Hailbo thought of Lyon’s abilities, and he seemed to understand a bit more.

"So, during the next period of time, you will need to train with us, Hailbo. I will teach you battle skills, and how to become a qualified hunter."

"Hunter?"

Hailbo asked, "What shall we hunt?"

"What to hunt, indeed..."

A cold smile appeared on Lyon’s face: "Monsters disguised as humans, perhaps."

"Well then, everyone present, I think you all must be quite familiar with Hailbo."

Having sailed together for so many days, the hospitable People of Yatun were incredibly gentle with their own, and Hailbo had already become one of them, so there was no need for further introductions.

"I was a bit nervous at first, but these are all familiar faces, I feel much more relaxed now."

"I have other matters, so I will take my leave now."

Sheila approached Hailbo: "I need to take the Fox Women over to His Majesty."

"Miss Sheila is in charge?"

Hailbo: "The Fox Women have nice personalities, and they are all very obedient. Please treat them kindly, Miss Sheila."

"That, will depend on their own behavior."

Sheila wasn’t unkind—it was just that she took her work very seriously. Everything was based on ability, and she never allowed any exceptions or shortcuts for anyone.