A rare magical miracle in the world

[Secret Technique: Source of Water!]

It seemed like a simple move, but only Bailuo, who had sparred with Old Luwei, understood the opponent’s strength.

Old Luwei’s power and movements were hardly comparable to the four individuals Bailuo had faced: Asura, Yellow Spring, Rakshasa, and Yaksha.

Perhaps Ghost Princess, at her full strength, could match him in terms of attributes, but what truly made Old Luwei formidable was his swordsmanship and the accumulation of nearly two hundred years.

Yes, Old Luwei was old, over 180 years old.

The long passage of time had allowed him to break through human limits, approaching a nearly Transcendent and saintly realm.

"Haah!!"

The elder gripped the Long Spear, creating a spear dance and expressing the joy for the regeneration of strength in his body that had aged over a decade.

"Hmm?"

Bailuo looked at the Cross Spear in the old man’s hands: ’He’s not even on the same level as Yellow Spring.’

The same weapon, the same grip, but in Old Luwei’s hands it was worlds apart in momentum compared to when Yellow Spring held it.

"You have not reached your prime yet, do you need me to wait for a while?"

Streaks of blood spread across Old Luwei’s body, a precursor to his physical collapse; at the age of 180, the remaining life in Old Luwei certainly wouldn’t support him in a ferocious battle for 30 seconds.

In other words, all Bailuo needed to do was to bide his time, and he could easily wear him down.

But Bailuo did not do so.

It wasn’t just because the Black Leather Book hinted at the need for a fair and square fight.

It was also because Bailuo himself, as a powerful warrior, likewise craved battle.

Unfortunately, as the King of Yatun, his identity meant that it was highly unlikely he would get the chance for a fight to the death.

Even if enemies approached, they would surely be blocked by his subordinates, and never reach him.

"I am deeply grateful."

Old Luwei thanked Bailuo: "Such a young king, have you heard of a Living Saint?" Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Old Luwei’s body was recovering rapidly, but he still needed some time. Bailuo did not take advantage while he was vulnerable, allowing him to recover instead.

While recovering, Old Luwei said, "You’re Saros’s nephew, so I reckon you are also half his disciple, aren’t you?"

"Is there such a thing as a half-disciple?"

Bailuo was the prized student taught by his uncle, not some half-disciple.

"The Living Saint you’re talking about is referred to as a genius who can bring tremendous advancement to Miracles, right?"

"Exactly."

Old Luwei’s mention of Living Saints was something Uncle had talked about with Bailuo.

Across the whole continent, there are two categories of people that are extremely special; their emergence would certainly lead to competition from the Master of Miracles, sometimes even triggering wars over them.

[Generals]

Those who can command armies and reverse the tide of war with their singular might are the national pillars.

[Living Saints]

They employ Miracle Power flawlessly; while an ordinary person might develop a Secret Technique and be considered a hero, they could develop dozens or even hundreds of Secret Techniques.

Living Saints are the strongest under the Master of Miracles; they are not adept at leading troops into war but possess extraordinary talent for cultivation.

In every Miracle Kingdom, Living Saints represent the highest battle strength.

With them around, even if the Miracle Entity does not intervene, they embody an overwhelming force.

In short, once Living Saints become a Miracle Troop Type, their Level will surpass others by far, far beyond ordinary judgment.

"I see."

Bailuo said, "You are a Living Saint, indeed worthy of the title."

Miracles are complex entities, having varieties and factions, not to mention that the derived troop types and creatures also have their strengths and weaknesses.

Within the same Level, Living Saints are certainly the most powerful existence among all Miracle Troop Types.

And the weakest among them are known as the living entities.

[Living Entities]

Resurrected corpses, mechanically modified beings, golems, puppets—anything devoid of soul or consciousness can be termed a living entity.

Living Entities are the weakest of the Miracle Troop Types, and those on par with them are called ’Frenzied Breeds.’

Sea Monsters, Contaminated Species—these belong to [Frenzied Breeds].

[Frenzied Breeds] and [Living Entities], the former can proliferate massively through contamination, while the latter are produced like assembly-line products.

Both have a very similar advantage: their sheer numbers, allowing for the easy summoning of vast amounts of cannon fodder.

However, this does not equate to genuine strength.

Just like the Luwei Dragon Returning Before Bailuo, although there is only one of him, the power of a Living Saint is in no way comparable to the mere Frenzied Breeds and Living Entities.

If all were of Heroic Level, Old Luwei could confidently say, ’I can slay a hundred heroes!’

"Living Saint."

Sister had naturally heard the term as well; Uncle had analyzed with Bailuo before that Long Guixiang might be a Living Saint-level genius.

Sister actually wanted to trade places with Bailuo.

She was Bailuo’s Miracle Person, theoretically able to fight on behalf of Bailuo.

But Bailuo chose to go himself, because even if Sister entered the fray, facing a Living Saint, she too would not be certain of victory.

"Are you about ready?"

"Almost."

Old Luwei took a step forward: "Then, come, King Yatun, let us have a duel with no regrets!"

At the same time, the elder seemed to teleport, appearing before Bailuo almost instantly.

"Swish!"

A slash came down, and within its shadow were countless streaks of blade light.

"Clang clang clang!"

Bailuo countered with his sword, perfectly parrying all of Old Luwei’s strikes. In just 0.3 seconds, the two had clashed dozens of times.

Among the onlookers, only Sister and Ghost Princess could see the strengths and weaknesses of both sides clearly.

Yellow Spring, Asura, Rakshasa, and Yaksha—their strength was insufficient.

In the exchange between Bailuo and Old Luwei, how many exquisitely pure techniques were included— even the strongest Asura could scarcely comprehend but a fraction of it.