A rare magical miracle in the world

"From now on you'll be called Moqing, and you'll pretend to be the Saint Beast Lady and do work around my castle, how does that sound?"

Bailuo offered her the position of handmaiden or maid, and Moqing Jiaojing was naturally overjoyed. Being able to see the Master of Miracles every day, what could be a better treatment than this?

"I will follow Your will!"

Moqing was cute, well-behaved, and sensible; she had to maintain her gentle and virtuous side in front of her master.

[Bao Fu Mouse]

Level: Transcendent

Origin: Middle Miracle Clan · Ancient Chronicles

"Ancient Chronicles!"

Bailuo saw the name of his own miracle, "Bao Fu Mouse, with the Ancient Chronicles..."

"This doesn't seem to match."

Bailuo felt that the creatures trained by Ancient Chronicles should be warriors wielding swords, but it seemed that Ancient Chronicles could also cultivate small animal-type creatures.

"A Rakshasa's creature?"

Bailuo thought about what Rakshasa had told him about bestowing sentience on land: "Later, take it to Rakshasa to see, it might inspire him."

Moreover, Bailuo was not unfamiliar with this Bao Fu Mouse, it was the third son of the Ham Family, Ham Pin Sanlang.

"Master~~~"

Ham Pin Sanlang appeared with a face full of fortune. Although he was very young, only about fifteen or sixteen, just a teenager, he was quite chubby.

Bailuo roughly estimated that he must weigh at least 400 pounds.

Looking behind him, the pack that was originally stuffed with mushrooms was now filled with various oddly shaped objects such as teapots, mirrors, daggers, musical instruments, and so on, everything one could imagine.

"What you're carrying on your back, are you a junk collector?"

"Your Majesty, it's a bomb."

Pin Sanlang's name was already funny enough, no need to change: "All kinds of bombs!"

"Your Majesty, watch me demonstrate!"

To demonstrate for Bailuo, Pin Sanlang specifically took out a small knife from behind him and then threw it.

"Boom!"

The small knife suddenly disappeared, and the next moment it had pierced through an ancient tree in the Sacred Beast Forest.

"Glala glala~~"

The small knife emitted a faint blue light. It was not flame or the release of energy, but more like the collapse of space, directly absorbing part of the ancient tree and causing it to break and fall.

"How about that, Your Majesty?"

Pin Sanlang stood with his arms akimbo, radiating arrogance, "My precious treasure, isn't it powerful?"

Whether it's powerful or not is one thing, but you are truly dirty.

And then, looking towards his senior sister, Bailuo saw her face growing colder and colder. Following her gaze, he saw the fallen ancient tree.

Although it could be repaired, to dare to do such a thing in front of the senior sister, Bailuo thought, Pin Sanlang was almost done for.

"You're blowing up trees in my forest?"

The senior sister's eyes carried a hint of coldness, scaring Pin Sanlang into a 'squeak', immediately transforming into a fist-sized fairy form, with a 'don't hit me because I am cute' appearance.

"I-I-I, I know I was wrong."

Only then did Pin Sanlang realize what he had done. He immediately assumed the most standard grovelling pose, pleading, "Please don't punish me~~~"

"Hmph."

The senior sister snorted coldly, glanced at Bailuo, and the latter quickly turned sideways.

That gesture obviously told Isefia, as long as you don't go too far, whatever punishment you decide, I won't interfere.

"Don't you think he is too fat, Your Majesty?"

The senior sister cared about Bailuo's feelings and deliberately used a roundabout way of speaking.

"Yep! He is very fat!"

After Bailuo spoke, the senior sister raised her hand, and a golden Saintly Aura quickly condensed into a small running wheel, just like the ones hamsters play with.

"Eh?"

Under an invisible force, Pin Sanlang floated up and was suddenly closed inside the small running wheel.

"This appearance can easily disgrace our Yatun."

The senior sister said, "Get in shape, set a small goal for starters, lose 300 pounds."

"No, please!!!"

Pin Sanlang wanted to cry but lacked the tears, yet the senior sister was his creator.

If Bailuo was the Creator God, then the senior sister was like the creator; her punishment could not be lifted by anyone except Bailuo.

As for Bailuo...

"Losing weight is good, it benefits both body and mind."

Bailuo naturally would not contradict his wife's wishes for the sake of a small hamster, especially since Pin Sanlang had indeed gained some weight; it was time for him to slim down.

"Your Majesty! I was born this way, born this way oh!!"

Pin Sanlang clutched the bars of the cage, crying out loud, "No, Your Majesty~~~"

"My Queen, My Queen, I know I was wrong."

Realizing that appealing to Bailuo was useless, Pin Sanlang immediately started wailing to the senior sister. However, she casually snapped her fingers, depriving Pin Sanlang of his ability to speak.

"Just arrived and I see third brother making a fool of himself, tsk tsk tsk."

The Sacred Beast Forest was again stirred, and the first to emerge was Pin Sanlang's sister, Meng Simei.

However, compared to her original fairy hamster form, Meng Simei had completely shed the animal's appearance. She had no tail behind her and no mouse-like ears on her head.

Such a perfect transformation clearly indicated her level.

[Golden Nose White Haired Mouse]

Name: Meng Simei

Contract: Bailuo Yatun

Level: Heroic

Species: Divine Beast Magical Beast Breed

Origin: Eighty-One

First Form: Saint Beast Lady

Second Form: Mouse Fairy (Changeable)

Third Form: Divine Beast Golden Nose White Haired Mouse

Hero Liberation: Lady Di Yong

"The one from Journey to the West..."

The lineage that Meng Simei inherited, Bailuo could not pretend to be unfamiliar with: "The Mouse Spirit?"

"That's what Your Majesty is thinking, huh."

Previously, when Bailuo told the children the stories of Journey to the West, Meng Simei, as a little hamster, listened along with the children of the Yatun Clan.

Now that her memories have awoken, Meng Simei also recalled the story of the Journey to the West.

"But I've never stolen any sesame oil," she said.

As she spoke, Meng Simei added, "Even if I did want to eat, I would steal from my own treasures."

It was said that the Treant Race could nurture something similar to Ginseng Fruits, although they couldn't directly enhance one's aptitude to Legendary level, but for Masters and Kings—to rapidly comprehend domains and laws—there was no problem.

Moreover, such treasures were of no use to outsiders when stolen, but for Bailuo's Child of Miracle, even if stolen, the effect would still manifest.

However, Meng Simei saw her older brother's tragic state.

She felt that if she stole them, she'd definitely be beaten back to her original form and then locked up to run on the wheel, right?

No, to commit such an outrageous act.

She would be beaten to death!!

"Squeak squeak squeak."

Pin Sanlang called out again, and Bailuo was quite helpless.

"Give it to me," she said.

Bailuo took the cage from her sister and then said to the little hamster Pin Sanlang on the opposite side, "Let's run on the wheel for a week and see the effect. If it really doesn't slim down, then we'll forget it."

"As for this period of time, I'll put you next to my office desk as a decoration."

"Squeak?"

Hearing Bailuo's words, Pin Sanlang stopped throwing a tantrum.

"Whirl whirl whirl."

Not only did he stop causing trouble, but he also happily ran on the wheel like mad.

"This!"

Meng Simei's eyes widened. Had she known she could go to Bailuo's office desk, she would have been willing too!

Meng Simei: I'm also willing to run on the wheel for Your Majesty!

"I, I, I can too!"

Meng Simei raised her hand, and Bailuo paused for a moment then said, "You, I have use for you."

The development of Yatun Island was an urgent matter, requiring a large number of hands.

At the Heroic Level, Bailuo's subordinates were already few in number.

The Treasury and the Sacred Beast Forest together had a total of 16, and even with the odds and ends included, it definitely wouldn't exceed 30.

With such a number, it would be quite extravagant to place one on the desk as a plaything.

Ham Pin Sanlang?

Who was to blame? It was his own fault for being only at the Transcendent Level.

Transcendent Level beings have no rights, right!

"Little Sister Four, you'd better just focus on your work," Bailuo said.

After Meng Simei finished talking, a woman in white clothing walked out of the Sacred Beast Forest.

"Your Majesty, may I become a handmaiden? I will diligently learn how to attend to you and Her Majesty the Queen," she said. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

She radiated a cold aura, but no signs of any animal were evident on her. Clearly, she was also at the Heroic Level.

[Simple White Snake Fairy]

Name: Susu

Level: Hero

Origin: Middle-Ranked Miracle Resource: Eighty-One

Contract: Bailuo Yatun

Level: Hero

Species: Divine Beast Holy Beast Breed

Origin: Eighty-One

First Form: Saint Beast Lady

Second Form: Fairy of Snakes (convertible)

Third Form: Thousand-Year White Snake

Hero Liberation: Lady Bai

Susu was a white snake raised by the Yatun Clan, hatched from an egg Bailuo picked up during a hunt and given to Little Boya as a birthday present.

In this Sacred Beast inheritance, the little white snake was also selected as a representative to undertake the trial.

Unexpectedly, she acquired the seventh Heroic slot.

"Stop it," Bailuo said. "There are so few at the Heroic Level, how could I afford to..."

As she spoke, Bailuo thought of the vixen maidens; apparently, they had been kept by Bailuo to serve as handmaidens.

"Ahem!"

Bailuo said, "The handmaidens are just a temporary measure, I will soon arrange proper jobs for you."

The strength of Susu and Meng Simei was no less than that of the Three Hawks and Two Tigers.

Bailuo hoped to find compatible companions for them as soon as possible. Thus, with seven teams, they could provide substantial insurance for Yatun's military defense following the Holy Covenant.

"Your Majesty."

"Master, master."

"Hmm?"

Engrossed in thought, Bailuo suddenly heard someone calling her.

"Here, here."

"We're over here."

Bailuo looked down and found several cute little fellows.

Oh, they should not be called little fellows, but their stature was so dwarf-like that Bailuo was mistaken.

"Oh, it's you! Jerry, Cousin Jerry, Jerry's sister, Jerry's little auntie's second niece..."

The Rat Clan was not just comprised of hamsters, but also included Yatton Mice.

With the emergence of the first batch of Yatton Mice, more and more Rat Clan members bustled out of the Sacred Beast Forest.

They were dressed in all kinds of bizarre costumes: some resembled mountain climbers, others like coal miners. Some frolicked in the trees, some glided on the wind above Bailuo and the others' heads, some perked up their ears to listen, and some opened their eyes wide to watch closely.

There were those holding pinecones with a fluffy tail.

One covered in gold, holding a piece of jade in his hand, gnawed on it as if it were food, unconcerned that it was a type of gemstone.

A firm-faced little general with two sharp blades attached to his waist stood tall and proud, exuding high morale.

And the most distinctive was that short-statured fellow with a dirt-smudged face.

He wore a headband wrapped around his head, an eyepatch over one eye, looking every bit like a bandit who had just crawled out of an air raid shelter.

Ham Pin Sanlang expressed his opinion to this: Your Majesty, have you forgotten about me?

King Billy: He hadn't forgotten, the one who was forgotten is me (after a long time unseen, he came out to greet everyone loudly)