Chapter 872: Chapter 550: The Strongest Iron Simpleton (Requesting Monthly Votes)
“It’s nothing serious.”
Bailuo grasped Inya’s hand and pulled it out from his chest.
“Cough, cough, cough.”
After coughing a few tis and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, Bailuo finally caught his breath.
Seeing her brother in such a state, even the usually carefree Inya’s eyes brimd with tears of anxiety: “Did I do this? Did I, did I hurt you like this, big brother?”
“It wasn’t you, it was my doing, it has nothing to do with you.”
Bailuo stroked the girl’s silver hair and smiled, “It’s just a scratch. It will heal on its own in a bit.”
What truly concerned Bailuo wasn’t the physical injury but the loss of humanity.
However, at present, he didn’t feel any particular way, which suggested the side effects of humanity’s absence probably wouldn’t manifest so quickly.
“How are you feeling, Xiao Luo?”
His senior apprentice sister approached, her eyes filled with worry: “Can’t you heal yet?”
“Not so fast.”
The wound over Bailuo’s chest, to be honest, was very painful, but as long as Inya’s sanity was restored, no matter how painful the injury, Bailuo was willing to endure it: “It’s going to hurt for quite a while, I’m prepared for that; you all don’t worry.”
“I’m sorry, brother, I’m so sorry.”
Unable to hold back any longer at the sight of Bailuo covered in blood, Inya burst into tears.
The girl had no idea what had happened; she only rembered seeing that black crystalline boulder and then losing consciousness. When she woke up again, Bailuo was already in this state.
“It’s okay now, it’s all okay.”
Bailuo’s face bore a smile. The act of bestowing humanity upon Inya by Twilight was a one-ti event.
This also ant that it wouldn’t happen again where Inya would be controlled by the power of the Zhong Yan Emperor.
On the contrary, as long as Inya diligently explored this power, how far the girl could go in the future was beyond even Bailuo’s imagination.
The Zhong Yan Emperor was the most powerful among all the Dragon Gods in the Miracle World, not even a Supre Tier Miracle could surpass her.
Yet, the Zhong Yan Emperor had always been irrational, like a crazed monster that knew only destruction and killing.
Over six thousand years ago, realizing that he had been sched against by Dumu’an, Ying Baizhou knew that upon his death, the eight hundred miracles would acknowledge Dumu’an as their master.
Therefore, Ying Baizhou went all out, challenging the Zhong Yan Emperor, an entity never before confronted by anyone with the eight hundred miracles.
At the very last mont, Ying Baizhou infused his humanity into the Zhong Yan Emperor’s body.
Thus, the two souls beca entangled, and when Ying Baizhou was reborn, the Zhong Yan Emperor descended alongside him, which was the past and present life of Inya and Bailuo.
The mission in the Book of Yagen wasn’t just about one miracle, but three.
The scales were considered a Lower Tier miracle on their own, but what they truly indicated was Inya, guiding her to the presence of the Zhong Yan Crystal and awakening her past power.
Soone might ask, aren’t there only two miracles?
The scales one, the Zhong Yan Crystal one, where is the third?
The answer is Iron Simpleton himself.
Yes, Iron Simpleton himself is also a Miracle, only needing to be awakened, to fully return to its original form.
“The guide of scales, the enlightennt of the crystal, and ultimately awakening the slumbering Zhong Yan Emperor.”
It turns out, Iron Simpleton will be the strongest in Yatun’s future.
About this, Bailuo found himself between tears and laughter.
[Zhong Yan Emperor-Inya]
Category: Miracle Creature
Contract: Bailuo Yatun
Tier: Indeterminable
Camps: Not included in the Twenty-Eight Camps
“Not included? Can it really be played like this?”
Bailuo looked at the attributes of the Zhong Yan Emperor. Apart from the species, the tier was indeterminable, on par with the strongest of the sa level as the Dragon of Miracles.
Speaking of camps, if the Dragon of Miracles’ camp originated from Bailuo’s first impression.
Essentially, the Dragon of Miracles could belong to any of the Twenty-Eight Camps.
Conversely, the Zhong Yan Emperor does not belong to the Twenty-Eight Camps; it is a Miracle entirely independent of the Miracle system.
“Brother, give a beating.”
Inya, choking up, hung her head and dared not look at Bailuo.
“Stop it, little sis.”
Bailuo said with a smile, “I’m too happy to even consider hitting you.”
“Don’t you feel it? Take a good look again; you now possess the most terrifying power in the world.”
“I feel it.”
Inya sensed the power within her. It was trendous, but Inya dared not use it, fearing she might harm her own people again.
“This is a very powerful force, and it’s dangerous.”
Bailuo said, “Without my permission, you mustn’t use it indiscriminately, little sis.”
“Okay.”
Inya nodded obediently, but seeing Bailuo’s injuries, she couldn’t help crying again.
Bailuo knew that Inya couldn’t control it, or to put differently, as long as Inya still had her sanity, she wouldn’t be able to unleash much of the Zhong Yan Emperor’s power.
Only in complete insanity, abandoning her humanity, could Inya truly transform into the Zhong Yan Emperor.
Then, she would beco the strongest dragon.
However, Bailuo didn’t want to see an Inya like that. Iron Simpleton, after all, just needed to be pure and lovely, Bailuo didn’t lack her highest combat power.
Of course, all restraints and seals, since they exist, must also have a thod to break them.
Inya wouldn’t lose her sanity again, but that’s under the premise that Bailuo is still alive.
If there cos a day when Bailuo dies, the shackles on Inya would be undone, and at that ti, the whole world would face the wrath of the Zhong Yan Emperor.
‘Thinking about it like this, I really need to live well.’
To protect the world, Bailuo couldn’t just die easily; otherwise, the whole world would be his funeral accompanint, a sin too grave.
“Enough, silly girl.”
Bailuo wiped away the tears from the girl’s face: “The last ti I was gored by a wild boar and broke my leg, I didn’t see you cry so sadly. This ti, it’s just a minor injury, so simple ointnt back ho should do the trick, and with your brother’s constitution, I’ll be healed in no ti.”
“Really?”
“Of course, it’s true!”
Bailuo didn’t want to tell Inya about the part where he lost a portion of his humanity to fill the void left by her and the Zhong Yan Emperor.
As a brother, Bailuo always has to silently bear so burdens on her behalf.
“So, give your bro a smile.”
“Hey heehee.”
Inya grinned stupidly, and Bailuo shook his head, “Better not smile; it’s too ugly.”
Seeing that Bailuo was still in the mood to tease Inya, his sister breathed a sigh of relief, but she could vaguely sense the change in Bailuo.
For the Master of Miracles, humanity is an extrely important thing.
Even though Bailuo didn’t seem to care, once the side effects of losing humanity appeared, it would be too late.
“Li Guang.”
The sister thought of Dumu’an, and Li Guang was in his hands: “But, this weapon really isn’t anything good.”
Twilight was terrifying, but at least it was loyal to Bailuo.
Li Guang was different. It was a weapon without a master, which could pledge loyalty to anyone, yet also betray anyone.
Having such a fickle weapon stay by Bailuo’s side, to be honest, his sister really didn’t like the idea.
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