A rare magical miracle in the world

[She stepped out from her mother's fresh blood, walked across the battlefield, traveled through the skies; if you asked her what is the fastest thing, she would answer you—freedom.]

[6 days 23 hours 57 seconds]

[Direction: East by south 3°]

"It's here!"

"It's really here!"

Bailuo had speculated before that the Black Leather Book was a miracle for finding miracles, and its number of pages indicated that it was not just able to find a single miracle.

However, this was only a guess; Bailuo had no evidence.

Now, Bailuo could confirm, "The second miracle."

"That way?"

Bailuo looked towards the southeast direction, towards the undulating mountain ranges that led to the Ancient City Xilu'en by the sea.

His uncle once said that Xilu'en was a city developed and built by the ancestors of Yatun.

Unfortunately, it no longer belonged to the People of Yatun.

"I have something to do, going into the mountains," Bailuo said to Inya, "You take care of everyone's lunch. I might not come back to eat."

"Oh."

Inya patted her chest and said, "Leave it to me!"

The straightforward Iron Simpleton's biggest dream was to become the big sister head of the village.

In the past, with her senior sister around, Inya never had the chance, but today she finally got her wish.

"Then I'm off."

Now that his injuries had healed, Bailuo naturally didn't need to worry about dangers in the mountains.

An ambush by a wild boar in the past made Bailuo all the more cautious; he had learned from the setback and would no longer be complacent or insist on tussling with an enemy.

When it was time to run, Bailuo would not hesitate to execute a strategic retreat.

"Sword, axe, and shield."

The sword and axe were handcrafted by his uncle, while the shield was made from ancient ironwood and was exceptionally hard.

In these times, weapons were not easy to purchase and were extremely expensive. The People of Yatun had no choice but to buy raw iron and forge their own weapons.

"This should be enough."

Bailuo hung the knight's sword and short axe at his waist, and strapped the bow and arrows and shield to his back, fully armed as he entered the forest, heading in the direction indicated by the Black Leather Book.

On his journey, Bailuo did encounter a group of wild beasts.

He did not hunt them, and they did not attack him; they each kept to their own rationality, perhaps even the beasts knew that this human was not to be trifiled with.

In fact, most wild beasts in this world possessed a certain level of intelligence.

Not high, but barely comparable to the dogs kept by people in Bailuo's previous world.

Only those creatures classified as monsters were so ferocious.

Very few could explain clearly the origins of monsters, because their types were too diverse.

But ever since Bailuo became aware of the existence of miracles, his uncle also brought out information he had been investigating for many years: "Monsters are likely descendants of Miracle Creatures, having reproduced for hundreds, if not thousands of generations. Their bloodlines may be diluted, but they still retain a certain power."

They might not be able to use magical powers, yet they are immensely strong and impervious to swords and spears—this was not uncommon.

The Silver Mane that Bailuo had previously faced had only its eyes as a weak point. Everywhere else on its body, Bailuo could only inflict damage with blunt weapons.

"Huff~~"

After scaling ridges and traversing mountains for roughly more than six hours, even Bailuo was starting to feel tired.

He found a small mountain stream and, after careful observation, quickly refilled his water container.

"How long is it going to take to get there? Is it that far?"

Bailuo drank water in large gulps. He wasn't feeling the hardship, as he had encountered ten times tougher situations when hunting with his uncle in the past.

But what he found speechless was that the Black Leather Book did not indicate the approximate distance.

It only provided direction. Was he expected to walk to the seaside and set out to sea?

You cannot go on without end!

"Let's walk for one day."

Bailuo set a timeframe for himself. He brought the Initial Sprout Holy Pouch, so he wasn't short of food. Pouring out some dates was enough to replenish his energy.

Furthermore, the ability of the Initial Sprout Holy Pouch was not limited to a single day.

If he didn't finish pouring out the contents the previous day, it would accumulate to the next day.

This was a hidden setting Bailuo discovered one day when he poured out 95 kilograms and the next day he poured out 105 kilograms of food.

Therefore, even if Bailuo didn't use the Initial Sprout Holy Pouch for several days, there would be no waste.

However, Bailuo was worried that the People of Yatun would be anxious about his sudden departure.

Luckily, he had been marking his trail all along. Upon seeing the marks, everyone would know about his whereabouts and safety.

So, Bailuo continued on his way.

He quickened his pace, surmounting one hill after another, until he realized he had come across a green, valley-like plain along the river's edge.

Checking the time, after having slept for around four hours during the journey, the sun was already up.

"This place seems to be..."

Bailuo observed the situation in this area, and looking off into the distance, he could already discern signs of human habitation.

"I seem to have directly run to the south side."

The People of Yatun were in a peculiar situation, being under the attention of the Miracle Lord.

For years, his uncle had tried his best to conceal the tracks of the People of Yatun, not daring to expose them easily.

Thus, it was rare for the People of Yatun to live together with other tribes.

In beautiful valley areas like this, the People of Yatun dared not approach too closely, for here lay the ancestral abodes inhabited by certain people for generations.

As outsiders, if the People of Yatun intruded rashly, they would surely face rejection and envy, which would then lead to disasters.

"Hmm?"

Bailuo furrowed his brow; he had been paying close attention to the needle on the Black Leather Book and noticed it had shifted slightly.

"It moved!"

The shift in the needle indicated that the target was moving, also meaning that the other party was not far from him.

"Am I finally going to find it?"

"What could it be?"

"If it's moving, could it be some kind of creature?"

Bailuo looked around, and soon, he noticed a small white horse in the distance, running towards the forest beside Bailuo.