A rare magical miracle in the world

Status: One-time Awakening (Crowned Hero)

[Elder Clan Leader]

Not just a clan leader, but the very first, the one who founded the Ancient Chronicles.

The Ancient Chronicles is a rather unique miracle; Long Guixiang itself is in a state of seclusion, retaining only its own powerful strength without the ability to release Miracle Power or transform into Miracle Troop Type.

Conversely, Long Guixiang is a very powerful individual combatant that can be resurrected infinitely and will not die.

Even though all six possessed the feature of infinite Miracle Power, the difference lies in the fact that Long Guixiang could exercise 100% of the Miracle Entity’s power, whereas others like the Ghost Princess had their maximum power output limited.

[Bietianjin God·Ghost Princess]

Identity: Clan Leader

Belongs to: Ancient Chronicles

Miracle Power: Infinite

Miracle Power Instant Maximum Output: 50%

Like Long Guixiang, Ghost Princess underwent significant changes in appearance upon becoming a miracle.

First off, her original black hair turned snow white, and her clothing changed to a loose-fitting white bridal kimono, resembling a bride of Sakura Country.

[Contract of the White Bridal Kimono]

Effect: Can be shared with the Master of Miracles, equivalent to the Bietianjin God’s Miracle Power, that is, Bailuo’s Miracle Power, synchronized with the Ghost Princess, whatever amount the Ghost Princess has, Bailuo has as well.

"Um..."

Bailuo felt it for a moment and realized that Ghost Princess’s ’Contract of the White Bridal Kimono,’ besides power sharing, seemed to be somehow related to herself.

She resembled the Avalon Queen, the senior sister, which also explained why the Ghost Princess was dressed in the white bridal kimono.

The white bridal kimono is a traditional wedding dress in Sakura Country, which implied...

"Cough, cough."

Bailuo discreetly glanced at the senior sister; Ghost Princess smiled looking at her.

"You must..."

Isefia, though expressionless, felt rather disdainful towards Ghost Princess; "Really know how to play the game, Ghost Princess!"

It wasn’t out of disrespect, but because Ghost Princess assumed she could rightfully belong to Bailuo, oblivious to what kind of training that entailed.

"It’s just a status."

Bailuo hurriedly reassured the two women, "Don’t take it seriously, don’t take it seriously!"

Bailuo was a person of deep emotions; his marrying the senior sister was not merely because it was predestined between the Queen of Avalon and the King of Avalon.

It was more about their mutual support over the past decade, along with a wealth of memories.

But towards Ghost Princess, Bailuo could only offer an apology for the time being.

He had known Ghost Princess for less than half an hour; they had no emotional foundation, so even with this connection, Bailuo would not dishonor her.

"Ah, it’s fine, it’s fine."

Ghost Princess had always enjoyed competing with Isefia. Seeing the senior sister with Bailuo now, how could she give up: "I’m not interested in queens and such, but the man who belongs to me..."

"..."

Bailuo naturally couldn’t hide Ghost Princess’s thoughts from himself.

Ghost Princess didn’t care about status or honors; all she wanted was Bailuo himself.

After all, isn’t it quite normal for a miracle to seek more affection from its master, even to the point of monopolizing the master?

Yatun Queen Consort?

Such a thing was utterly irrelevant.

Ghost Princess just wanted to be Bailuo’s ’favorite’.

"Hmph!"

The senior sister looked at Ghost Princess with slight discontent, but the latter just smiled back, unyieldingly meeting her gaze: "Hehe!"

"I knew when you showed up, you’d be up to no good."

The senior sister rubbed her forehead; as the saying goes, you can see one’s future from their childhood, and she knew Ghost Princess’s nature all too well.

This was a woman who outwardly appeared to be a gentle Yamato Nadeshiko, but was actually incredibly crafty.

"If you don’t object, I’ll take that as your agreement, okay?"

As expected, Ghost Princess cheerfully moved closer to the senior sister, trying to appease her: "Don’t worry, I don’t want to be the queen or rule a state, you can have all that. I just want His Majesty."

After speaking, Ghost Princess familiarly embraced the senior sister’s arm and clung to her.

"Get lost!"

The senior sister pushed the clinging Ghost Princess away: "I’m not familiar with you." Your next journey awaits at empire

Ignoring the scuffle between the two women, Bailuo turned to look at Asura and Huangquan.

[Tianjin God: Asura]

Identity: Branch Family Head

Miracle Power: Infinite

Maximum Output: 15%

Asura’s height had undergone significant changes; he had already been over 1.8 meters, but now he shot up to around 2 meters.

In addition to his increased stature, his physique became more robust, decidedly a Martial God from the Heaven Realm.

"Strength, this is Miracle Power." n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Asura looked at his own fist: "Fascinating."

"If only I had such might before..."

"You still want to blast me, huh?"

Bailuo couldn’t help but laugh and cry, whereupon he wrapped his arm around Asura’s neck: "Good lad, ambitious."

In dealing with him, Bailuo felt like he was with Nors, feeling like an older brother bringing up a younger brother.

"Not at all, not at all," Asura quickly shrank his neck: "How would I dare, little brother."

"Your Majesty."

Huangquan spoke up, "You don’t have to be so polite with him; he’s just an idiot, the kind that’s stupid to the core."

"I!"

Asura felt that even after becoming a miracle, he just couldn’t get on with Huangquan: "Your Majesty, she has a crush on you."

"!!!!"

Huangquan’s eyes widened; she could never have expected the muscle-brained, martial-obsessed Asura to turn the tables on her.

[Tianjin God Huangquan]

Identity: Branch Family Head

Miracle Power: Infinite

Maximum Output: 15%

Huangquan’s attire resembled Asura’s.

Though both adorned a Martial God’s form, her dressing style differed from Asura’s, leaning more towards femininity.

The noble and aloof warrior armor showed the power and majesty of a Female Martial God, without losing the softness and valor of a woman.

"Your Majesty!"

But at that moment, Huangquan had no inclination to maintain the aloofness of a Female Martial God; worried about Bailuo’s misunderstanding, she hurriedly tried to clarify: "Don’t listen to his nonsense, I, I am not at all..."