Creation of Humans

The postponement of the Purple Cloud Palace's lectures because of Nuwa was itself deeply shocking, and the implications behind it gave much to ponder.

After all, this was the first time the Dao Ancestor had shown preferential treatment toward a particular Great Luo Supreme.

The Great Luo Supremes heading toward the Purple Cloud Palace were no longer in a hurry either, closely watching the developments here.

Nuwa ignored those gazes and poured the Innate Five-Colored Breathing Soil she had obtained earlier into the pool.

Besides that, Nuwa also refined several unused innate spiritual objects on her person into essence and scattered it into the pool.

"Xuansu, give me ten percent of your origin." Nuwa suddenly looked toward Fang Xun, who stood waiting at her side.

Without hesitation, Fang Xun directly cut away a portion of his origin and handed it to Nuwa.

"Every drink and every bite is ordained by fate." Nuwa suddenly sighed and tossed it into the pool.

Afterward, she sat by the poolside. Her jade-like hands scooped up the mud and sand radiating five-colored divine light. Her palms turned, her fingers gently pinched, and she personally molded a Clay Figurine.

The Clay Figurine had only a simple form, yet it gave off the strange impression that it might come alive and leap up at any moment.

Yet strangely enough, once the Clay Figurine took shape, it lost its five-colored radiance and became entirely ordinary.

"What is that?" Many Great Luo Supremes were confused. They could only sense the Heavenly Dao stirring restlessly, already pressing down upon Great Luo Supremes like them.

If anyone failed to recognize the situation and tried to stop Nuwa now, Purple Cloud Divine Thunder would likely strike them down, followed perhaps by the Dao Ancestor acting personally...

But that did not stop these Innate Divine Saints from being curious. That Clay Figurine looked utterly ordinary, so why had it drawn such attention from the Heavenly Dao?

Unable to find an answer, they could only wait. Nuwa continued molding figurines for a full hundred years, creating a total of one hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred Clay Figurines, matching the number of One Yuan.

Molding these Clay Figurines also took a considerable toll on Nuwa, placing immense pressure even on a divine being who could be called Great Luo Perfection.

Nuwa took out the Gourd Vine and placed it into the pool, dipping it into the mud and water before continuously flicking it.

Specks of mud fell like rain, scattering across the earth in uncountable numbers. Yet at this point, the Clay Figurines were still merely Clay Figurines.

"Only the final step remains." Nuwa lowered the Gourd Vine with slight fatigue, then touched the space between her brows.

Buzz!

A stream of Misty Clear Light began to spread from between Nuwa's brows. It then transformed into a pillar of light that soared into the heavens, illuminating the Primordial Wilderness!

"Separate Yin and Yang, determine life and death, condense primordial spirits!"

The Misty Clear Light that seemed to connect heaven and earth abruptly spread outward, enveloping the entire forest and fertile plain.

It was as though a spiritual rain of creation had fallen from the sky. Formed from pure mysteries of creation, it possessed the miraculous power to create all things and condense primordial spirits.

Specks of Creation Spiritual Light fell upon those Clay Figurines, completing the final step of the Creation of Humans!

Buzz!

The joy of the Primordial Wilderness Heavenly Dao manifested throughout heaven and earth. Heavenly Flowers Falling, golden springs surged from the earth, and endless Celebratory Clouds arrived from the Four Seas and Eight Desolations to celebrate the birth of a new race.

"Heavenly Dao above, I, Nuwa, have perceived the incompleteness of the Primordial Wilderness's laws and the insufficiency of living beings. Thus, I specially create the Human Race... Taking the form of Great God Pangu's Innate Dao Body as reference and relying on the Heavenly Dao's path of creating true spirits and primordial spirits, the Human Race shall stand in the Primordial Wilderness, Eternal and undying, forever striving for self-improvement!"

Rumble!

The entire Primordial Wilderness seemed to tremble. The Heavenly Dao manifested, and countless Heavenly Dao Merit descended from the sky!

This was the Primordial Wilderness Heavenly Dao's recognition and reward for Nuwa!

This was merit sufficient to make one a Heavenly Dao Sage!

The Great Luo Supremes who had been watching all along instantly turned red-eyed. For the first time, they truly sensed where the opportunity to advance further lay.

They had also realized that Merit Sainthood was likely the simplest of the three paths to attaining the Dao!

Merit had to be fought for!

At that moment, both the Demon Race and the Witch Clan had their blood boiling, wishing they could crush the other in one stroke, truly rule the Primordial Wilderness, and obtain Heavenly Dao Merit.

"The Human Race?" On Kunlun Mountain, the Grand Pure Daoist looked at the Golden Merit Clouds that had nearly dyed the entire Primordial Wilderness gold and revealed a faint smile.

"Children, it is time to wake."

A gentle, affectionate voice rang in the ears of the newborn Human Race members whose clay bodies had transformed into human bodies.

They rested within the Creation Pure Light, comfortable and at ease, like infants in the womb at their most carefree.

They seemed to be asleep. Their primordial spirits had only just been born and remained in a hazy state, while this gentle voice was like a great axe splitting open Chaos and Hongmeng, awakening their intelligence.

"Children, you are the Human Race I created. Remember this: you were born bearing the Dao Rhyme of Great God Pangu's human form. Do not disgrace Great God Pangu's mighty name."

"The Human Race shall stand in the Primordial Wilderness, Eternal and undying, forever striving for self-improvement!"

Nuwa repeated the oath she had declared to the Heavenly Dao, wishing to leave it forever in the hearts of the Human Race.

Eternal and undying, forever striving for self-improvement—this was perhaps the most beautiful expectation she, their creator, held for the Human Race.

Some basic knowledge of the Primordial Wilderness began to emerge within the nearly blank primordial spirits of these humans. They learned what the Primordial Wilderness was and what "Great God Pangu" meant.

"I..." The first human opened his mouth and uttered the first syllable.

"We... are... hu... Human Race!" These first humans created through creation quickly mastered the ability to speak.

"We are the Human Race!"

Soon, all humans learned language through imitation. At that moment, it was as though the Human Race had broken the shackles on their primordial spirits and begun a profound transformation.

"Greetings, Holy Mother!" Countless cries rose from the Human Race, whose intelligence had awakened through the creation of heaven and earth, filled with reverence and filial affection.

From their bloodlines to their true spirits, from their bodies to their primordial spirits, they offered this creator their most sincere and loftiest respect and gratitude.

"How wonderful." Nuwa looked at the Human Race, now beginning to leap and frolic about, and revealed a happy, gratified smile.

The vibrant vitality displayed by these creations gave the Nuwa who had once cultivated the Great Dao of Creation day and night her greatest comfort.

Rumble!

A muffled sound came from the sky, as though it were about to shatter beneath an unbearable burden.

Nuwa cast the sky an unhappy glance. Those golden Golden Merit Clouds could no longer be suppressed.

"Come." Nuwa beckoned with one hand, and the towering merit finally descended. Yet it did not truly fall upon her. Ten percent fell upon the Human Race, ten percent upon the Gourd Vine, while the remainder was absorbed by a little figurine in Nuwa's hand.

This was the Clay Figurine Fang Xun had first molded for her. It had long since been transformed by the Great Dao of Creation and could be considered Nuwa's avatar. Only in this way could she temporarily store this vast amount of merit.

Achieving Merit Sainthood was not so simple. At least, according to Nuwa's senses, she still lacked one crucial thing.

Of course, that was a good thing.

Otherwise, Nuwa would already have become a sage, leaving no room for further maneuvering.