In the royal palace.

Sandean, the serving priest of the Sky Temple, carved a ritual array on a bone tablet. He knelt before the array, his hands clasped tightly against his forehead.

Amidst intertwining golden light, something not of this world projected down. A dream egg belonging to a spirit materialized in midair above the palace, releasing miraculous, dreamlike power.

This was a dream egg with silver speckles, belonging to an iron spirit.

Sandean murmured something under his breath.

“Activate, sacrifice.”

He opened his eyes: “Shape.”

Several ore pieces on the bone tablet simultaneously floated up. The stones shattered amid the vibrations, and then everyone saw a Ruhe sword take shape within the light.

The entire process was remarkably swift.

This was because Sandean’s spiritual power was exceptionally strong, and he was thoroughly familiar with the ritual process.

The palace erupted in shouts that could have lifted the roof. Even King Henir on his throne stood up abruptly.

Nobles standing nearby immediately crowded around: “Oh! Oh! Oh!”

Some even wanted to touch the sword: “Is this real?”

Upon discovering it was indeed real, everyone excitedly looked at each other: “A Ruhe sword, a few stones can create a Ruhe sword?”

The priests, meanwhile, gazed at the bone tablet Sandean had carved with fervent eyes, as if every symbol on it concealed the truth of the world, the powerful force they craved: “Great God! Your power is simply unimaginable.”

Sandean didn’t stop there. He promptly created a full-length metal mirror adorned with luxurious patterns.

He handed it to the attendant below the throne, who carried it before Henir.

“A gift for the king of Yinsai.”

Henir smiled as he accepted it: “Thank you.”

“I will keep it in my private chambers and look at myself every day.”

However, what concerned him more was that the once incredibly precious Ruhe material could now be produced with such crude and common things as ore, fish oil, and seawater.

He could understand the changes this would bring to Yinsai and the Henir dynasty.

“Is this power unlimited? Does this mean we can have unlimited Ruhe material?”

Sandean shook his head: “Your Majesty, this power is not unlimited, nor is the ore unlimited.”

“Ruhe material is not a treasure in the Spirit Country. The spirits call it iron, and they’ve even used it to build a great mountain, as well as bridges and houses.”

“Moreover, the power of Spirit Realm priests requires an eternal price to be paid to the Spirit Country.”

King Henir: “Spirit Realm priests?”

Sandean: “This is the title I’ve designated for priests based on the book ‘The Power of Ability’ from the Spirit Country.”

Sandean, having seen the Spirit Country divide power into three tiers, had also categorized the power of high-level and low-level priests according to his own ideas.

He called the second-tier high-level priests who had mastered spiritual power, divine technique consciousness projection, and Spirit Realm Covenant rituals, Spirit Realm priests.

And he termed the low-level priests who wielded Wisdom Power as Mind priests, based on their characteristics.

This was characteristic of Sandean; he liked to categorize knowledge and record what he learned, organizing it according to his own habits and ideas.

“Of course, this is just my own naming convention.”

“Please forgive my audacity.”

King Henir, however, liked Sandean’s style. He saw in Sandean a trait similar to Stan Tito’s – purity.

Except that Stan Tito had the purity of a craftsman, while Sandean was more like a scholar.

If not for the slave brand on Sandean, he indeed resembled a descendant of the Tito family, although the current Tito family had long forgotten their origins.

Henir shook his head.

“No!”

“There’s no one in this world more qualified than you.”

“You’ve entered God’s realm and received the legacy of God’s messenger.”

“In all of Yinsai, there’s no one else like you.”

The people in the palace were completely immersed in the fantastic Spirit Country Sandean had described.

They exclaimed in wonder, filled with longing.

They could hardly imagine that something so precious in their world existed as an entire mountain in the Spirit Country, with spirits not even considering it a treasure.

The priests, meanwhile, showed infinite yearning for the legendary library that housed knowledge about God.

Having finished speaking, Sandean immediately began his next ritual.

He knew that only by performing sufficiently impressive feats could the power of rituals spread more quickly to every corner of the world.

This was the saint’s will, and his ideal.

People saw that the material Sandean used for this ritual was ubiquitous soil.

“Soil?”

“What can soil produce?”

“Even stones can make swords.”

“Those weren’t ordinary stones, but this is just dirt from the ground.”

Through a combination of several rituals, he created a clay lamp.

He pinched the wick and lit it.

Instantly, everyone in the palace stepped back, especially some nobles from the former Volcano Kingdom, who held a strong reverence and fear for fire.

“Fire!”

“It’s fire.”

Like Sandean when he first saw it, people were startled by this thing called a lamp.

Sandean used his spiritual power to raise the lamp, hanging it on a palace pillar.

“This is a lamp.”

“Unlike precious light stones, clay lamps can be made with just clay, oil, and a wick.”

“Even in the darkest night, it can continuously illuminate for the Trilobite Men.”

Next, Sandean sequentially produced elegant clothing, translucent glass cups, and even transformed water into snow, blowing it throughout the palace.

At first, everyone was shouting and calling out in shock, but as they watched, the entire royal palace fell into stunned silence.

Everyone present felt a sense of unreality.

Such power.

Did it truly exist?

This was nothing short of miraculous creation power. Even King Henir stood motionless for a long time, unable to contain himself.

Sandean stood up and walked to the foot of the throne, bowing to the King of Yinsai.

“Your Majesty!”

“This is the Power of Rituals.”

“If your will is spread, the entire world will change because of it.”

King Henir shook his head and looked at Sandean.

“It’s not I who will change the world, nor is it you.”

“It’s Stan Tito, it’s the supreme God.”

Sandean looked at King Henir, suddenly feeling moved by his affirmation of Stan Tito.

“Currently, I’ve mastered nine rituals. Although it’s only nine, the combinations of different materials, different rituals, and spiritual shaping can produce an unimaginably complex array of variations.”

“If we use them well, we can certainly create miracles.”

“I’m willing to offer them all, to let them forever become the power of Yinsai.”

Sandean showed no intention of keeping anything secret or holding anything back, because these powers were meant to be introduced to the realm of Yinsai.

He hoped that more and more people could become Spirit Realm priests, and he even hoped that everyone could memorize this knowledge.

He looked forward to the day when Trilobite Men could create knowledge surpassing this, perfecting the entire system of ritual power, and developing even more powerful divine techniques.

King Henir came down and patted Sandean’s shoulder.

“Very good.”

“Since you say there are nine rituals, I will build eight more temples outside the Stan City Temple, in addition to the Yinsai God Temple.”

“Each temple will guard one ritual, allowing God’s power and light to shine upon everyone as quickly as possible.”

Following this, the realm of Yinsai once again began the massive project of building temples.

In several of the largest cities, magnificent halls were erected.

But this time, the construction of temples was not just for worshipping God, but for the Yinsai people themselves, as various miraculous objects would be produced from these temples and flow throughout the entire realm of Yinsai.

Within a few years.

Miraculous objects, primarily metal, pottery, and fabric, rapidly spread to every city, town, and village of the Trilobite Men.

The Iron Temple was located at the foot of the Sacred Mountain, and its products were strictly controlled.

Metal could be applied to various aspects. At first, the priests and nobles of Yinsai only thought of using it to make weapons. The kingdom’s legions were all equipped with various metal weapons, making their combat power leap to become the kingdom’s premier force.

In an era without Ruhe beasts, the power of the kingdom’s legions and the priest corps became increasingly important, becoming a crucial cornerstone affecting the country’s stability.

Of course, many were also used to craft various daily utensils.

For example, items such as silver bowls, gold cups, and bronze mirrors.

But these were extremely precious and mostly circulated among nobles and wealthy merchants.

Therefore, although the Iron Temple was important and highly valued by the kingdom, its impact on the entire realm of Yinsai was not as great as imagined.

Until later, when Sandean, the serving priest of the Sky Temple, imitated something he had seen in the Spirit Country.

That is, the unicycles the spirits rode when playing.

He used metal to imitate and create two-wheeled carts for transporting goods, used by the capital’s people and priests to move large cargo.

This changed everything.

First, the kingdom began to have the Iron Temple mass-produce these carts for military use and communication between cities.

Subsequently.

Merchants from various cities flocked to the Sacred Mountain requesting the construction of carts, which then began to appear in the streets and alleys of various cities, becoming a symbol of Yinsai merchant caravans.

The Pottery Temple was located in Stan City, the city built to commemorate the second-generation saint, Stan Tito.

Because pottery was the simplest to manufacture, the miraculous objects produced by the Spirit Realm priests of Stan City were the most numerous.

Every day, merchant caravans waiting at the foot of the Pottery Temple filled the twenty-meter-wide road to capacity.

Each day, an endless stream of vehicles carried goods out through the city gates.

Small items included cups, bowls, and jars, while large pottery products included basins, vats, and so on.

Various pottery items flowed continuously from the merchant caravans of Stan City to surrounding cities, to ordinary towns, and remote villages.

They supplemented the lack of daily utensils for thousands upon thousands of Trilobite Men.

However, other temples looked down on the Pottery Temple, believing that the things it produced were for inferior people.

But regardless, these were the items that entered the homes of ordinary Trilobite Men on the largest scale, and they changed the world of the Trilobite Men the most extensively.

The Pottery Temple was what made most Trilobite Men realize that times had changed, that the Nine Great Temples possessed miraculous power to produce various items that previously only existed in God’s dreams.

The Weaving Temple was located in the God-Descended City, which was formerly the Yinsai Temple of the God-Descended City.

The fabric it produced was initially a rare item used by the powerful and wealthy to tailor ceremonial clothing, or to decorate their castles with tablecloths, curtains, door hangings, and so on.

It also replaced the original bone books, becoming the most popular silk books among the powerful and wealthy.

Because these powerful figures had heard about the fantastic Spirit Country from Sandean’s accounts, they competed to imitate the life and habits of these spirits.

They wore robes like the spirits, adorned with various sacred patterns or designs, generally used in divine worship or very important occasions.

Like the spirits, they used silk books to record knowledge and writing.

The Henir dynasty even established its first library.

As the Weaving Temple produced more and more ordinary and luxurious fabrics, the luxurious fabrics were taken by the nobles, but the ordinary fabrics began to flow into the hands of merchants.

Some merchants made them into blankets for warmth, which became an instant hit throughout the God-Descended City.

Merchants suddenly had the idea to make various things out of fabric.

There were bags of all sizes for storing things, nets for fishing, coarse ropes, and dust covers for carts, among many other items.

Thus, fabrics gradually entered the lives of ordinary Trilobite Men.

No one had expected that these miraculous objects, which hadn’t changed in the hands of priests with God-given power, would create miracle after miracle in the hands of ordinary Trilobite Men, producing various things that changed the lives of common people.

In addition, there were other temples such as the Glass Temple, the Oil Temple, and the Ice Temple. Although the things they produced had not yet spread widely,

They were also gradually changing the world of Yinsai.