A rare magical miracle in the world - Chapter 159: 115 Avalon (Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Seeking Monthly Tickets)_3

Chapter 159: Chapter 115 Avalon (Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Seeking Monthly Tickets)_3

“Old master.”

Bailuo raised the Golden Sword in his hand, closed his eyes, and swore to himself, “Feiya will be my responsibility from now on. Rest assured, as long as I’m here, I won’t let her suffer the slightest grievance.”

“Crack!”

As soon as Bailuo finished speaking, he timed it perfectly to thrust the Golden Sword into a polished Four-Sided Stone at dawn.

[You have completed it, and you have obtained it, its gates will open only for you]

[These two sacred objects, forged of immortality and eternity, return the object in the left hand to the lake light, place the object in the right hand before you]

[Divine right and royal power stand side by side, he who draws this sword shall unite the two powers, tell it your name, and open the path to that world]

“This time, it’s become much simpler.”

The previous riddle was a bit more difficult for Bailuo, who had to consult with his uncle and senior sister, but this one, Bailuo understood instantly.

“The object in the left hand returning to the lake light, it should mean for me to throw the Silver Cup into the lake,” said Bailuo.

“Placing the object in the right hand before me, combined with what follows on drawing this sword,” Bailuo continued, “it probably means for me to draw it out at the lakeside.”

As for the subsequent hints, they weren’t difficult either, just telling Bailuo to inform the other party of his name to open the ‘path’.

“This miracle sure has many steps,” he remarked.

Bailuo called for Sherri, and took Lilith with him as they headed again for the lake where they found the gold and silver.

But now Bailuo was fairly certain that the other party was not a Miracle Creature.

As for what it actually was, Bailuo had no clue at the moment: “Let’s continue. Since we’ve started the third stage of the task, we should find out soon enough what it is.”

“Master, we’re here.”

Sherri led Bailuo to the lakeside, where he held the Silver Cup in his left hand, while Lilith placed the Four-Sided Stone and the Golden Sword by the lake.

Here was a crisp grassland, bathed in moonlight, with the lake reflecting the starry sky, presenting a dreamlike beauty.

“First, return the Silver Cup to the lake.”

Bailuo planned to throw it in once, thinking that if a simple toss into the lake didn’t suffice, and it definitely had to be in the exact spot where the gold and silver were found, then Sherri and Lilith could help.

But Bailuo thought that the Black Leather Book wouldn’t create such a vile task.

The Silver Cup falling exactly into its original spot?

Without magic, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

How could you guarantee that the cup would sink and land precisely on the spot where the gold and silver were located?

The odds of that, surely it wasn’t that perverse, was it?

“Record the position for me, Lilith.”

Having said that, Bailuo threw the Silver Cup with force, and it landed with a ‘plop’ near the center of the lake.

“…”

Bailuo momentarily froze; he didn’t feel any particular change: “Do I really need to place it in its original spot?”

Just as Bailuo was about to have Lilith retrieve the Silver Cup, beneath the surface of the lake, the cup sank to the bottom, colliding with the silt on the riverbed.

“Thud!!”

“Huh?!”

Bailuo’s attention peaked; he heard a dull thud as though a battle drum had struck his heart.

“Master?”

“Shh.”

Bailuo motioned for Sherri and Lilith to be quiet as he gazed upon the lake’s surface: “I… I think I felt it.”

In his heart, Bailuo inexplicably felt a special connection.

Somewhere, unseen and intangible, yet undeniably real, was calling him…

No, waiting for his awakening!

“What kind of miracle is this?”

Old tales of Miracle Entities flashed through Bailuo’s mind: “Could it be…?”

“Click.”

Bailuo lowered his head, then firmly grasped the hilt of the Golden Sword.

“Hmm?!”

“What the—?”

Bailuo tried to draw the sword out, but even with his strength, he could not succeed: “Why is it so firmly stuck all of a sudden?”

“Well…”

Bailuo gripped the hilt tightly, positioned himself, and then heaved with force.

“Click click click.”

The blade trembled, and the part embedded in the Four-Sided Stone shook slightly.

At the same time, golden light burst forth from the crevice, and Bailuo knew this was another test of the miracle, demanding his full strength to pull it out.

He didn’t know how he came to know this, but he just did.

“Come on, LIFT!!!”

Bailuo clenched his teeth, veins on his arms bulging, but he didn’t use his left hand; he followed the miracle’s demand and used the might of one arm to draw out the Sword of the King.

“Glala.”

The blade gradually came free from the Four-Sided Stone, myriad golden cracks spreading in all directions.

“Boom!”

The Four-Sided Stone shattered, followed by tremors throughout the entire island.

“Rumble rumble rumble~~~”

“What’s happening?”

An earthquake? Another earthquake?

The People of Yatun were no strangers to such events, but the children new to the island were completely panicked.

Fortunately, the earthquake came swiftly and departed just as quickly.

Since it caused little harm or damage, they paid it little mind, thinking it a daily occurrence like in some volcanic areas, just another day on Yatun Island.

However, for those Yatuns in the know about the secret of miracles, there were no earthquakes on Yatun Island; if there were tremors, it was surely the work of Miracle Power.

“Could it be, that the mysterious miracle is about to bestow gifts upon us once more?”

“No way?! It hasn’t even been a month since we planted, and we’re set for another harvest?”

“That’s way too awesome, right?”

A group of Yatuns got up in the middle of the night and ran into the fields, but despite waiting, there was no sign of a bountiful harvest.

“…”

Old Uncle watched the scene unfold and shook his head: “It must be the change brought about by a new miracle. Xiao Luo, you’ve found the seventh miracle.”

“That’s great.”

The senior sister and Old Uncle, eager for the miracle, had barely rested these past few days, mostly accompanying Bailuo.