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Yin Shen examined “The Art of Wishes,” a work penned by Hila, the renowned scholar, esteemed spirit writer, and reputedly the most intelligent spirit in history.

He carefully unrolled the scroll with one hand while holding it steady with the other.

It was evident that the spirit had attempted to emulate the verses and recitative style of the great poet Tito, with various parallel structures and sentences of varying lengths throughout the text.

Between the lines, the influence of “Hymn of the King of Wisdom” and “Yinsai Epic” was palpable.

This writing style was excellent for narrating epics and history, suitable for oral transmission, and could even be accompanied by bone flute chanting.

Some down-and-out troubadours made a living by traveling to various cities and towns with this skill, gaining widespread popularity.

However, when applied to recording a divine technique, the style seemed to lack the necessary precision and perhaps veered into unnecessary embellishment.

Hila stood nervously behind God, rising on her tiptoes to look at the book she had written.

Her gaze darted between the text and God’s face, anxiously watching for his reaction to what she considered her best passages.

When he read a part she was satisfied with, a smile would appear on her face.

When he reached a part she thought wasn’t well-written, her entire body would tense up, her hands unconsciously grasping the hem of her magnificent robe behind her back.

“God,” Hila ventured hesitantly, “what do you think of my writing?

”Yin Shen raised his eyes to look at the spirit.

The spirit’s expression was both adorable and amusing.

Her eyes were wide open, long eyelashes trembling slightly, her small mouth pursed, revealing two dimples.

She leaned forward, staring at his gaze on the scroll, almost lying on the back of the chair.

It was clear that Dream Spirit Hila had indeed put all her effort into writing this book.

Yin Shen was aware that criticizing the work might bring the spirit to tears, considering how much she had invested in it.

Yet, he now understood the reason behind her slow progress in writing this book.

She could have simply written it plainly and straightforwardly, why try to emulate the poet Tito?

Wasn’t this just making things difficult for herself, and not even pleasing to others?

He had originally intended to reluctantly say, “It’s alright.

”But when it came to his lips, it became:“It’s very good.

”The spirit’s face changed instantly, as if a cloudy day had suddenly turned bright.

Her mood shifted from nervous anxiety and lack of confidence to swelling up like a balloon.

The spirit’s face glowed red as she circled around Yin Shen.

“God says it’s very good, it seems I have a talent for becoming a poet and scholar!

”The spirit muttered to herself: “Should I write another book?

Write a real masterpiece!

”She paused, then exclaimed, “I know!

I should publish a collection of quotations.

My usual words seem quite philosophical – perhaps a book could inspire mortals!

”Yin Shen suddenly felt he might have misspoken, as she had become too inflated with pride.

Yin Shen ignored the overly confident spirit and focused more on the Light of Wishes and the power of fourth-level spirits.

What was the purpose of the wishes collected by the spirit?

In her book, the spirit said they were children’s beautiful dreams, the purest wishes.

But Yin Shen saw through to the essence of the matter at a glance; it was actually a kind of thought about wanting to create something.

Yin Shen’s fingers brushed over the scroll’s surface, writing an annotation on the spirit’s book.

“Light of Wishes.

”“It is a kind of wishing light that wants to create something, a fusion of the spirit’s dream creation power and memory power.

”“The existence of objects will be imprinted and materialized by the spirit’s ability and eternal mythical blood.

”The Wisdom Ability mythical blood transformed into God’s Grace Stone, causing the power of Wisdom Ability to evolve, and the dream moon also underwent enormous changes.

Now the mythical blood of the Dream Ability had similarly transformed, becoming the Light of Wishes.

Naturally, Yin Shen also prepared to update and change the supreme divine artifact of Dream Ability, the Divine Cup—After a long look, Yin Shen finally lowered the hand holding the scroll.

The spirit also finally stopped her self-absorbed fantasizing and stood beside him, for she knew God was about to do something.

“Come!

”Yin Shen raised his hand, and instantly the stars shifted.

With a single motion, he transported the spirit and the stone chair out of the divine hall, materializing at the edge of the Dream World.

A hazy, illusory sun slowly rose beneath their feet, gradually coming into view before them.

Here, it wasn’t the world revolving around the sun.

But the sun revolving around God.

The spirit also knew that God intended to transform all the mythical blood concealed within the Divine Cup, the supreme divine artifact of Dream Ability, into the Light of Wishes.

But the transformation of the Crown of Wisdom back then was due to God’s will projection.

Where would the Divine Cup find so many wishes?

She voiced her confusion to the divine spirit.

Yin Shen returned “The Art of Wishes” to the spirit, with his recent annotation clearly visible on it.

God’s words pointed directly to the truth, far less filled with fairy tales and beauty than the spirit’s.

“No need for wishes.

”“Just the memory of creating an object is enough.

”Yin Shen raised his hand, and instantly the entire dreamy starry sea lit up.

Countless memories of Trilobite Men, the dreams they had, everything in their memories, all laid bare before God.

God’s hand fell, and the memories and images of various objects from those memories were projected.

They descended in vast waves from the starry sea, pouring into the Divine Cup.

At this moment, all the memories in the world related to creating objects were fused into the dream sun.

The radiance of the dream sun dissipated, revealing the Divine Cup hidden within.

It rotated alone in the void.

But immediately after, the Light of Wishes spilled out from the Divine Cup.

One beam.

Then another.

Finally, the dream sun was completely composed of dense Light of Wishes, transforming into a huge, dazzling sphere of light, swelling to more than ten times its original size.

But this time, the light was completely different, filled with a sense of divinity and miracle.

One could see that each beam of light faintly reflected an object: tables, chairs, benches, hats, teapots, gems, ice and snow, food paste, fire oil, and so on.

Everything artificially made in the world was here.

From now on, the manufacturing memories of all existing objects in the world were stored in the Divine Cup.

This was the sun of miracles and wishes.

Yin Shen sat in the void, reaching out to touch it lightly.

Strands of Light of Wishes fell, and behind him appeared ripples of gold.

In the ripples, various objects emerged, hundreds and thousands of exquisite gold water vessels, numerous Ruhe swords with different patterns, various gems, and oddly shaped weapons.

They all existed in reality and were another form of the Light of Wishes.

As long as it appeared in the Yinsai world, it was now recorded in the Divine Cup and could be materialized by the Light of Wishes.

Yin Shen’s lips curled slightly upward, finding this power quite interesting.

“Unexpectedly.

”“This truly is a Divine Cup that can fulfill all mortal wishes.

”The spirit of dreams said: “Too bad it can only fulfill ordinary wishes.

”Yin Shen smiled: “If it could create everything, wouldn’t that be the realm of omniscience and omnipotence?

”The spirit had a sudden thought: “If we could really collect all the secrets and truths of this world, know all the knowledge and power in this world, couldn’t we achieve that?

”Yin Shen shook his head, finding this idea too fanciful, almost impossible to achieve.

“If one could truly reach this step, they would be a creator.

”“One who can create everything, even create the universe – a true Creator.

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