The spirit’s hot air balloon basket had been placed in a corner of the divine temple’s long corridor for two or three decades. In the mortal realm, it would have long since decayed.

But in this divine realm, it remained as new as ever.

On this day, the King of Beasts, who roamed freely in the divine hall, ran swiftly as usual.

Her feet pattered quickly through the corridor, and with a thud, she stepped on the basket, leaving a hole.

Then, she fixed her gaze upon it.

“Gururu.”

Mother of Life Shelly pulled it out and dragged it to the outside of the corridor.

She stood on it, jumping a few times on the basket.

Nothing happened.

“Gururu?”

She had seen Dream Spirit Hila sit on this thing before, and it would fly.

But she didn’t understand why it wouldn’t fly when she stood on it.

Mother of Life Shelly dragged it back and forth, from inside to outside, and then to the entrance of the divine temple.

This commotion soon attracted Yin Shen’s attention.

Shelly sat on the steps in front of the divine temple, her entire body slowly covered by the raised hot air balloon fabric. Yin Shen stood at the front of the divine temple, watching her like a little kitten, arching under the balloon fabric and poking her head out from underneath.

She was tangled in ropes, her face expressing innocence.

“Gururu.”

Yin Shen met her gaze and couldn’t help but shake his head.

He raised his hand, preparing to create some fire oil to ignite the hot air balloon and make it rise again.

“Hmm~”

Yin Shen had a sudden idea: why not directly fuse the Light of Wishes into this hot air balloon? Wouldn’t it then change from manual to automatic?

He acted on his thought.

He extended his hand.

The sun in the sky flickered, and a beam of light fell from it.

Within this beam of Light of Wishes, there was a shadow of a gas lamp lit by fire element.

As the fire element gas lamp Light of Wishes fell into the hot air balloon, the entire balloon immediately underwent a change. The material faintly emitted a golden light, and the hole that Shelly had just stepped in slowly closed up.

The furnace on the hot air balloon also transformed from its original form into the shape of a lamp.

Then, with a bang, the fire suddenly ignited.

The hot air balloon inflated and floated in mid-air.

This also signified that this ordinary hot air balloon had now become a Divine Artifact.

Yin Shen didn’t stop there; he continued to infuse Light of Wishes into the hot air balloon.

The balloon’s material became increasingly colorful and vibrant, even taking on a dreamy quality, with various colorful doodles appearing on it.

The gifts that the spirit had once given to children to fulfill their wishes – candy jars, hats, water bottles, scarves, telescopes, and more – appeared one by one in the storage box of the basket.

This storage box would refresh daily, replenishing the gifts inside.

It would automatically collect materials from the surrounding air, earth, and sea as offerings.

Replenishing the fire element of the gas lamp, as well as the reserves of the gift storage box.

But as multiple strands of Light of Wishes fused into the hot air balloon, it underwent another transformation from a Divine Artifact.

It gained special powers.

Those intertwining Light of Wishes that entered the hot air balloon underwent some kind of change, causing a round pearl to form on the balloon.

“Hmm?”

Yin Shen sensed it for a moment and understood the function of this pearl.

By pressing one’s eye against the pearl, one could see the dreams of nearby mortals.

This change was unexpected to Yin Shen.

It was full of unknowns and uncontrollability, but also contained miracles.

“How interesting!”

The Light of Wishes had completely fused into this hot air balloon, but Yin Shen’s eyes could see through to its true form.

He left the name of this item on the intertwined Light of Wishes. Initially wanting to give it a grand name, after much thought, he finally wrote:

Miracle Tool — Spirit Hila’s Hot Air Balloon.

Following it appeared a sequence number: 0001.

This number was changeable, not simply distinguishing between powerful and not powerful.

Rather, it was ranked based on the amount and level of mythical blood possessed, with more and higher-level mythical blood resulting in a higher ranking.

After some thought, Yin Shen added a few lines of notes:

“Dream Spirit Hila left the God’s realm to travel. The little spirits gave her a hat and scarf, while the great spirits gifted her this present.”

“The spirit rode the hot air balloon to the mortal world, seeking children with beautiful wishes, giving them childhood treasures, bringing happiness and joy to the children.”

“In the storage box of the basket are the gifts that Spirit Hila once gave to children.”

The first Miracle Tool was born.

The Divine Cup immediately underwent a change, with a line of text so small it was invisible appearing on its wall, recording the information of this Miracle Tool, Spirit Hila’s Hot Air Balloon, along with God’s notes.

Yin Shen looked down with satisfaction and saw Shelly bouncing up and down on the steps, looking up at the sky.

“Gururu.”

Yin Shen: “Want to ride it?”

Shelly: “Gururu.”

Yin Shen held Shelly’s hand as they boarded the hot air balloon, gradually floating towards the sky before disappearing from view.

Dream Spirit Hila stepped onto the Sun Cup Flower Sea of God’s Given Land and flew up to the divine hall.

In her hand, she held her newly written “work,” eager to show it to God, wanting Him to be the first reader of her proud creation.

“God!”

“God?”

Hila walked through the entire divine temple but found that both God and Shelly were gone.

“How can this be?”

“The moon is dim!”

The spirit walked out of the divine temple, completely bewildered.

Lan held a gas lamp as he moved through the dense bookshelves, seemingly searching for something.

He had heard that his teacher, Sandean, had only passed on the method of creating Divine Artifacts to himself and Haru, leaving no written record.

But Haru had recorded this method, writing it into a book and placing it here.

Several middle-aged mortals followed closely behind Lan, looking much older than him.

However, when they spoke, they respectfully addressed Lan as teacher.

“Teacher!”

“Lady Elena has become a fourth-level God’s Grace Priest and wishes to invite you to attend the ceremony in the capital of the Abyss Kingdom.”

Two or three decades had passed, but these years had left few traces on Lan.

This was the power of the God’s Grace Priests.

Lan had become less concerned about everything outside, caring more about his students, how to better impart power and knowledge, and how to pass on the will of the saints.

Beyond that, he only listened to news of some old acquaintances.

Lan’s face showed a gratified expression as he nodded.

“Elena finally succeeded?”

“Very good!”

But he immediately added: “I won’t leave the Temple of Truth. My identity leaving the Temple of Truth would cause all sorts of speculation, let alone going to the capital of the Abyss Kingdom.”

“You go in my place, and give Elena my blessings.”

The student remembered something else and continued.

“Oh, teacher.”

“Do you remember Anhofus?”

Lan climbed up a ladder while trying to recall something.

After a while, he finally remembered this student of Haru, who was also a younger fellow countryman.

He had once wanted someone to bring back this student of Haru, to have him return to the Temple of Truth.

“Haru’s student, a child with extraordinary talent. What about him?”

The middle-aged mortal looked up at Lan on the ladder: “It’s said he has a bottle that can create and control fire demons, causing quite a stir in the eastern part of Yinsai.”

Lan immediately turned his head: “This student of Haru, he created a Divine Artifact?”

The other replied: “It doesn’t seem so.”

“He probably found Haru’s old magic bottle and found a way to repair it.”

Lan nodded, not saying much more.

Under his mental power control, a book that had been hidden deep within for who knows how long flew out, with “The Creation of Divine Artifacts” written on top.

He sighed in relief and said to his student.

“If that’s the case, there’s no need to worry about him.”

Lan took the scroll to the deepest part of the castle’s temple, sealing it away.

Laying it to rest high up on a shelf.