With the help of a female priest from the Temple of Truth in God-Descended City, Vivien boarded a large ship bound for the Island of Mist.

It was a supply vessel for the Temple of Truth, its sides bearing the temple’s emblem. Finding the ship wasn’t difficult; the challenge lay in obtaining the holy relic, the Saint’s Chapter.

“Wow! The ship is so big!” Vivien’s sister ran excitedly along the dock, stomping her little feet and shouting.

“We’re going to the sea.”

“We’re really going out to sea.”

“We’re actually going to the Temple of Truth!” Vivien stood on the dock, her eyes fixed on the Temple of Truth’s emblem. Her inner excitement was no less than her sister’s.

As people disembarked from the ship, Vivien quickly pulled her sister to stand still.

“This is my token.”

The captain and sailors were ordinary people. Although the Temple of Truth was known as the holy land of priests, there were still many ordinary people on the island.

However, there were certainly guardian priests on board to prevent any mishaps.

The captain examined the bone “Saint’s Chapter” and glanced at the large, square box over three meters tall covered with coarse cloth.

“That’s quite a big item!”

Vivien had already prepared her explanation: “It’s a family heirloom, a small ritual workshop.”

Although her luggage was rather large, the captain and sailors didn’t find it particularly strange.

After all, anyone who could board this ship with a Saint’s Chapter was no ordinary person.

They had seen people bring prawn knights, mutated monsters, and even magical beasts several meters tall.

A small ritual workshop like this was actually quite common.

These priests had all sorts of strange powers, so in their eyes, bringing anything seemed normal.

“Come aboard!”

A smile spread across Vivien’s face as she bowed to the captain.

“Thank you.”

She crouched down and said to her sister, “We’re really going to the Temple of Truth together.”

Her sister had heard about this place many times but still didn’t quite understand: “What’s there?”

Vivien led her sister towards the ship: “There? They have everything there.”

“As long as you work hard enough, you can find everything you want there.”

The ship didn’t sail directly to the Island of Mist; it stopped at several coastal cities before finally setting course for its destination.

Along the way, they experienced a long journey.

They saw the prosperity of several large cities and encountered the People of the Abyss, whom they had never seen before.

Vivien spotted a mysterious sea fog. Having heard countless descriptions of the Island of Mist, she knew they were approaching their destination.

The lighthouse in the mist flickered in and out of view. Suddenly, her Saint’s Chapter began to glow, and the light from the lighthouse pierced through the fog, shining upon her.

She became a bit nervous.

She had heard that even after reaching the Temple of Truth, temple instructors would come to receive new apprentices and check if they truly qualified to enter the Temple of Truth.

She didn’t know if she could pass the test.

As the ship docked, she slowly walked down with her sister.

Sure enough, a robed priest was waiting for them at the base of the lighthouse. She stood before him with her sister, said a brief greeting to the sir, and then was too nervous to speak further.

The temple instructor merely glanced at her, took back the Saint’s Chapter from her hand, and said,

“You’ll do.”

“You’ve arrived a bit late, so you’ll have to self-study the previous courses and catch up through the image mirrors.”

“Someone will arrange your accommodation shortly. Tomorrow, follow the others to the classroom on the left side of the castle to study.”

Vivien’s face lit up with surprise: “Even with my level of talent?”

The temple instructor replied: “Your arrival here is proof that you’ve already passed the most crucial test.”

“What determines how far a priest can go isn’t just talent, but imagination.”

The instructor kindly advised: “However, your talent isn’t very good, so you should think carefully about which path to choose.”

“Keep in mind, your options are somewhat limited.”

Vivien asked, “What about my sister?”

The temple instructor said: “Your sister’s talent is decent. With effort, she might be able to become a Spirit Realm priest.”

Vivien’s sister, ever curious, asked: “Why can we become priests?”

The instructor crouched down, smiling at her: “Because you are descendants of King Redlichia.”

Even Vivien was surprised: “Our family has always been commoners. How could we possibly be descendants of the great King Redlichia?”

The instructor laughed: “Since the end of the God-Given era, how many ages have passed, how many generations?”

“Even among commoners and slaves, many carry the bloodline of King Redlichia. It’s not unusual.”

“Remember, everyone has some remarkable ancestors in their family tree!”

At that moment, a strange object rushed down from the ship.

Its massive wheels on either side crushed against the ground, making a crisp sound.

The sudden appearance of such a large object startled the temple instructor.

“What is this thing?”

The cover slipped off, revealing the Miracle Tool – Magic Wheel House inside.

As a temple instructor, he immediately noticed the abnormality of this object, which emanated waves of supernatural power.

The entire Temple of Truth was stirred. All the instructors and a large group of students rushed out to see this strange house.

“A Divine Artifact?”

“Is this a Divine Artifact?”

Everyone exclaimed, looking at the two sisters in disbelief.

But no one believed that such a powerful tool could have been created by the sisters.

Creating something like this would require at least a third-rank seal priest.

What was even more puzzling was that only the Sage of Truth, Lan, knew how to create Divine Artifacts. How did this new Divine Artifact appear?

Some students speculated whether the sisters had some connection to the Fire Demon Haru, or if they were even Haru’s children.

Such a commotion, with all the discussions and suspicious glances, frightened the sisters a bit.

A beam of light descended from the highest point of the ancient castle, transforming into a monster several meters tall with a sugar crystal body and a noodle hat, appearing before everyone.

Everyone immediately made way, bowing respectfully.

“Lord Sage.”

“Lord Lan.”

This puppet of the second-generation Sage of Truth, Lan, spoke with a steady voice.

Lan glanced at the Magic Wheel House and immediately made a judgment.

“This is not a Divine Artifact, but a Miracle Tool.”

“A Miracle Tool?” Various voices arose from the crowd, all filled with confusion without exception.

None of the others present had ever heard of such a thing; they only knew of Divine Artifacts.

The giant puppet bent down to look at Vivien and her sister: “You have explored new truths and knowledge, making a change to this world.”

“What did you invent that caused the laws to respond to you?”

Vivien hadn’t thought about this question; she had always believed it was another gift from the spirit.

It reminded her of the monocular telescope she had received as a child.

“I didn’t invent anything. I was originally a cart repair worker, I just modified the cart at my home.”

Vivien took out the rough sketch of her tricycle cart. Lan looked at it and nodded.

“An interesting idea, a creation that can change transportation power.”

“Though it may seem simple, any invention that can improve the lives of many is truly a miracle.”

Vivien lacked confidence, lowering her head and speaking softly.

“It’s just a trivial thing.”

Lan smiled: “When I created the Lan food paste ritual array, many people also said it was a trivial thing.”

“Vivien, is it really trivial?”

Vivien immediately said: “Of course not. I grew up eating the food you created. It has nourished countless people. How could it be trivial?”

Lan turned back, looking at all the Temple of Truth instructors and students present.

“A Miracle Tool.”

“When someone discovers new truths and knowledge, it is God’s reward for those who dare to explore truth. The laws will conform to God’s will and bestow miraculous light, transforming your creation into a Miracle Tool.”

“It possesses power beyond imagination, and this power stems from your discovery, from your imagination.”

“And this Magic Wheel House is the Miracle Tool that belongs solely to apprentice Vivien.”

With these words, the nature of the Magic Wheel House was defined.

In the future, not just in the Temple of Truth, but even in Yinsai and the Abyss Kingdom, few would dare to forcibly take Vivien’s Magic Wheel House.

“Don’t envy, don’t be jealous.”

“You can do it too.”

“As long as you dare to explore truth, to discover knowledge that has never been found before.”

“You can receive the grace of God and the laws, possessing your own Miracle Tool. It carries your knowledge and dreams, bearing your unique imprint.”

The instructors and students present all showed eager looks.

Those who had traveled far to study at the Temple of Truth, even if they didn’t consider themselves geniuses, at least believed they possessed some unique talents.

If someone who had never studied divine techniques could discover truth and obtain a Miracle Tool.

Surely, they could do the same?

This led to a flurry of activity in various ritual workshops, with experiments being conducted around the clock.

But clearly, not all discoveries would trigger the descent of miraculous light.

At the top of the castle, Lan’s true body said to the Abyss Knight Elena,

“It’s just as you said, the change in the sequence number was due to the appearance of a new tool.”

“And it’s Sequence Number 5!”

“The one right before yours.”

Lan’s lips curled into a smile: “I told you, the thing you invented isn’t very useful.”

“Look, even a little child’s discovery of truth is stronger than yours.”

Elena refused to back down: “Someone here was saying earlier that they would create a Miracle Tool within the top three sequences.”

“But so far, we haven’t seen anything.”

Lan cleared his throat and replied, “Now that others have proven Miracle Tools can be replicated, there’s no need for me, the Sage of Truth, to concern myself with such trivial matters.”

The sensation Vivien brought didn’t end with the dispersal of the crowd.

Her newly invented tricycle cart, along with the Miracle Tool – Magic Wheel House, caught the attention of the entire Temple of Truth. Priests and apprentices throughout the temple frantically studied and researched it, drawing more detailed blueprints.

For a time, various tricycle carts appeared all over the island.

Many apprentices rode their self-made tricycles, careening across the island.

Some people also made improvements to Vivien’s cart, as well as bolder attempts.

The Temple of Truth was the pioneer of this world, with many things flowing out from the temple and spreading throughout Yinsai and the Abyss Kingdom.

Not to mention, there were ritual workshops established by temple graduates all over Yinsai.

With the Temple of Truth’s efforts, it wasn’t long before tricycle carts began to appear in every corner of Yinsai, gradually replacing the original labor-intensive side-by-side two-wheeled carts.

And Vivien’s name spread across the world along with the tricycle cart.

In the ritual workshop.

Although Lan said he didn’t care, he also very much wanted to have his own unique Miracle Tool.

“If we can use the power of rotation.”

Lan fell into deep thought: “Then can we borrow the power of water, the power of wind?”

He looked towards the window, listening to the sound of the wind rattling the windows.

“Wind!”