A rare magical miracle in the world

The relationship between the two was actually not as harmonious as Bailuo imagined. The senior sister was so arrogant and conceited. How could she tolerate having an old man trampling on her head? Thus, since childhood, she challenged the uncle countless times, wanting to break him and even kill him! The uncle was no better; he was actually a very biased man, wholeheartedly intent on giving everything good in the Yatun Clan to Bailuo alone. So for the past ten years, they appeared amicable on the surface, but in private, they gambled and fought countless times. The uncle was an unimaginably wise man, but the senior sister was a thorn in his side: "One day, you will surpass me. I can't suppress you forever." "I don't think there is anything wrong with that." Previously, the senior sister indeed wanted to defeat the uncle, to gain her freedom, but since she had Bailuo, had a family, she increasingly felt that such a life was good, and she was satisfied. "That's why I kept you, girl." The uncle said, "Xiao Luo's journey has only just begun; he has not yet faced many setbacks, and those Miracle Kings, each one more astute than the last, will not easily confront Xiao Luo." "And you know very well what Xiao Luo is like; he won't strike first." The uncle needed the senior sister to do some things that Bailuo was unwilling to do because she was willing and able. "Do you want me to be the bad guy?" The senior sister realized the uncle's request; she was somewhat troubled, but as the uncle said, if it was for Bailuo, she would be willing to do anything. "In his heart, I have always been perfect," in the realm of consciousness, the uncle was still weak, but not completely immobilized: "But I have never been a man of integrity; I am very selfish and despicable." "If that child knew, he might be very disappointed." "But perhaps," the senior sister argued: "He might feel that this is the real you." The uncle's despicableness and selfishness were always built upon the interests of the children; only for them would the uncle resort to any means necessary. "Is that so?" The uncle smiled; if others had said this, he would be skeptical, but coming from the senior sister, it was the best praise and affirmation for his entire life: "The one who understands me best is indeed you." Only your enemy is the one who understands you best. "Ever since you were born, we have never truly reconciled, always at loggerheads." "If it hadn't been for that child," the uncle asked the senior sister with a smile: "I probably would have been dead by now, right?" In her youth, the senior sister knew she was no match for the uncle, so she would use any means, including assassination, poisoning, even stabbing in the back. With the senior sister's abilities, the uncle would undoubtedly be unable to defend against all her moves; he was bound to die by her hand sooner or later. But then Bailuo came along, and without the uncle needing to do anything, the senior sister fell for him. Originally, the senior sister did not understand why this was, why she felt such a strong protective and possessive urge towards Bailuo; now she understood, she was Bailuo's Witch, her purpose was to assist him in ascending the throne. Perhaps some people feel that such a person lives without dignity, very lowly, with no freedom to speak of. However, no one knows that at the senior sister's level of power, what she longed for was never freedom, but rather a hand that could hold hers, the thin line that ties the kite. Bailuo was the senior sister's destination; she felt warmth and joy. "Ask yourself, girl." The uncle looked into the senior sister's eyes: "Do you really want me to live or, alternatively, to die?" "I just said it!" "That doesn't count." "But I already said it!" The senior sister's obstinacy was as strong as ever. She despised being asked the same question twice and then doubting herself, which was the most foolish thing to do. "I want you to live!" "For Xiao Luo, or for yourself?" Uncle didn't wait for senior sister to answer; he shook his head. He had long seen through her: "I have not only blocked his path, but I also cannot block yours." With Uncle around, senior sister felt secure, thinking that even if she betrayed Bailuo, Uncle would kill her. But isn't such a person the very obstacle that senior sister cannot freely overcome? Bailuo was Uncle's child, his most beloved child, but senior sister was also his daughter. No matter who it was, Uncle wanted them to live as their true selves, not limited by an old man, in both sight and spirit. "After I leave, you must help Xiao Luo well." "The power of the merchant's trade is very strong, but I believe with your ability, once you are free, they are nothing to fear." "What I am truly worried about," said Uncle, "is this world—Miracle World's waters run very deep." Harls, Sazzag, the will of the Electronic Frontier, and terrifying entities like the Dragon of Miracles, what they really are and where they come from, all of this—not even Uncle, perhaps not even the Queen, can be sure of. "With so many dangerous powers, relying solely on Xiao Luo, I am truly uneasy." Uncle chose to flatten the mountain called ego because he believed in senior sister, believed in her ability. Even if he left, as long as senior sister was there, Uncle was convinced they would definitely win! Just as senior sister was irrationally confident in Uncle, he was also full of confidence in her: "The only person in this world who could defeat you can no longer beat you." In the past, Uncle could defeat senior sister, suppress her, because she had not yet grown. However, in the future, the senior sister would continue to grow and improve. She would become stronger and stronger, so from this moment on, even Uncle could not beat her: "You will keep winning, keep on winning." "Leave!" "If you leave," senior sister said anxiously, "are you confident in entrusting Xiao Luo to me? Are you sure I won't betray him?!" Senior sister began to intimidate Uncle, hoping to use this method to make him worry, to prevent him from letting go. After all, not even senior sister herself dared to guarantee that she would not betray Bailuo. What she feared most was betraying him. If Uncle left too, what would she do then? Uncle was right; senior sister indeed wished Uncle would die sooner, but for Bailuo's sake, and for her own, she would not allow Uncle to leave. He must not die, never ever! "I don't know; I can't be sure and wouldn't dare claim that you won't betray." Uncle didn't seem to care about this matter, not only because he trusted senior sister, but even more so because of his attitude towards Bailuo: "I never intended for Xiao Luo's path to be smooth sailing. He will face setbacks, a lot of trouble." "But there is one thing that I must tell you here." "You are Xiao Luo's wife, his woman!" Uncle looked straight into senior sister's eyes, his voice grave: "The men of our Yatun Clan have never been afraid of their women." "If he can't even manage his own woman, and you butcher him for it, then it's that boy's own fault!" So Uncle wouldn't hesitate or worry about such a matter. If Bailuo lost to senior sister, if marital discipline was lacking, he had nothing to say, truly a disgrace—undutiful, the Yatun Clan's face has been lost by you!