Golden Light of Merit as Paint! The Human Race Is Born and Settles in the Underworld First!
"I want this one!"
"Don't add anything!"
Lin Shen's fierce yet endearing declaration struck the hearts of all the Sage and great beings like Heavenly Constitution decree.
That boiling "creative passion" was instantly frozen.
Di Jun's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and the golden feather burning with the Solar True Fire dimmed and disappeared without a trace.
The Tongtian Jiaozhu curled his lip, and with a thought flashing through his mind, the intricate and dazzling sword energy Dao Patterns on the clay figure vanished like smoke, leaving no trace.
The Two Sages of the West exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with even greater anguish. The two Golden Light of Merit of their chosen "future clients," were silently withdrawn, as if they had never existed.
All the hidden, watchful wills fell silent.
They finally understood.
This Little Ancestor's aesthetic is about returning to simplicity.
He doesn't need any fancy "Roadside Expansion Packs," he only wants the cleanest, purest "original model."
Nuwa gazed at the clay figure in her arms, which she had sculpted herself without any "modification," and smiled with satisfaction.
This is precisely the most perfect form of human in her mind.
It does not rely on external things, nor does it depend on blood ties.
Embrace the most boundless possibilities with the most ordinary attitude.
Tranquility returned to the valley.
Nuwa and Lin Shen, one big and one small, sat down side by side and continued their "Handicraft Class".
Under the strict supervision of Lin Shen, the "chief quality inspector," clay figures, similar in shape but different in detail, were quickly sculpted.
Some are tall, some are short; some are fat, some are thin.
On the face of the clay figure, Lin Shen secretly scratched a shallow dimple with his fingernail, making it look playful and cute.
On the other clay figure's head, he plucked a small tuft of his own ginseng whiskers and pressed it on, turning it into a stubborn, upturned ahoge (cowlick).
These minor "flaws" do not detract from the overall beauty; instead, they give each clay figurine a unique "personality."
Soon, the open space in the valley was densely covered with tens of thousands of lifelike clay figures.
They stood silently, like an army awaiting its final awakening.
But problems arose as a result.
"Sister, why aren't they moving?"
Lin Shen curiously poked the arm of a clay figure; it was hard, cold, and lifeless.
"Because they are still mud, they don't have their own 'heart'," Nuwa explained softly.
She understood that the most crucial and exhausting step had arrived.
Give life!
This is not simply about injecting magic power; it's about igniting the fire of their Divine Soul, awakening their ignorant intelligence, and transforming them from inanimate objects into true living beings!
This requires a massive amount of energy that embodies the true meaning of "life".
Nuwa adjusted her breathing, and the Daoist energy of creation flowed around her, preparing to activate her Sage origin.
"Sister, I understand!"
Lin Shen, who was standing beside him, suddenly had a bright idea in his eyes, as if he had caught a brilliant one.
He pointed at the dusty, muddy figures, his little face full of disdain.
"They're ugly! The colors are awful!"
"We want to paint them with beautiful colors!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he actually closed his eyes, his small body glowing faintly.
A thought of utmost purity arose in his mind.
He wants that color!
It was that beautiful, warmest "golden paint" that fell from the sky when that big house was finally built!
This thought was strong, direct, and completely pure.
The moment the thought arose, it triggered his newly transformed "Child's innocent words - Great Dao Decree" talent!
Boom--!
High above, the Heavenly Dao groaned in unbearable agony!
The sky, which had just regained its clarity after receiving immeasurable merit from the completion of the Underworld, was once again shaken by this domineering and unparalleled will!
A vast, denser Golden Cloud of Merit, even more so than before, and now solidified into a viscous liquid, gathered once more!
"Not again?!"
All the powerful beings who were spying on the screen felt their divine senses tremble, and they almost lost their Dao Heart.
Is this merit from the creation of heaven just some free cabbage from the Heavenly Dao? How can it just appear out of nowhere?!
This Little Ancestor just wanted to paint a little color on a clay figure, and Heaven's response was to empty the treasury of merit?!
Does this mean that no other living beings in the Primordial World are allowed to live?!
The viscous torrent of merit, as thick as molten gold and as heavy as a galaxy, transformed into a dazzling pillar of light that pierced through heaven and earth and crashed down under the envious, jealous, and numb gazes of all the Sage!
But this time, its target was not Lin Shen.
Instead, it was precisely and evenly sprinkled onto the tens of thousands of mud figures standing still in the valley!
"Sizzle--"
That was the sound of life being ignited.
The moment the first drop of the elixir of merit touched the clay statue, a miracle occurred!
The divine mud, formed from the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and the Three Lights Divine Water, began to frantically devour the power of merit!
The earthy texture quickly fades, replaced by a smooth, jade-like, delicate skin!
His once empty eyes gradually brightened, revealing a burning flame of intelligence!
The stiff limbs began to soften, full of the rhythm and elasticity of life!
Their bodies were no longer the monotonous gray-yellow of mud, but were instead tinged with a healthy, faintly glowing color of life by the boundless Golden Light of Merit!
Nuwa, witnessing this scene, was deeply shaken, even by her Sage nature.
A sudden realization dawned on me.
Without further hesitation, she flicked her finger, and a drop of crimson, agate-like essence blood flew out, exploding in the air and turning into a sky full of blood mist, perfectly merging into this baptism of merit!
Using her Sage blood as a catalyst!
Let the merits of creating heaven and earth serve as the medium!
"Wake up!"
Nuwa gave a soft rebuke, her voice as firm as the Heavenly Constitution!
In an instant, tens of thousands of beings in the valley, imbued with merit, opened their eyes in unison!
In their eyes, there was no confusion of newborns, no fear of the unknown.
It was only the purest curiosity about the world, and the most primal admiration and closeness to the "mother" who created them.
"Greetings... to the Holy Mother..."
A voice rang out, though it was unnatural, it was incredibly clear.
Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of voices merged into a torrent that shook the valley.
"Greetings, Our Lady!"
They all knelt down before Nuwa with the utmost reverence.
The first batch of Innate Human Race, created by the Sage himself and inspired by his immeasurable merit, were born!
Although their cultivation level is weak at this moment, they are not even considered immortals.
But their foundation is so deep that even Sage would take notice!
Nuwa looked at these creatures, who were like her own children, and her eyes were filled with overwhelming love.
But new problems have arisen.
Where should we place them?
In this perilous Primordial Land, any passing ferocious beast could easily wipe out this nascent race, treating it as a snack.
Just as Nuwa was finding this difficult...
Lin Shen once again offered his "genius" solution.
He clapped his hands with joy as he looked at the newborn, lively little ones.
"I understand! I understand!"
He pointed at these newborn members of his tribe, his little face filled with undisguised excitement and pride.
"Let them go and live in Uncle Fuxi's big painting first!"
"That's the safest place! And you can play lots and lots of fun games there!"
"Let them out to play after they've learned how to fight monsters!"
In short.
The divine senses of all the powerful beings in the void who were watching this place once again froze.
Good heavens!
The Innate Human Race hadn't even had a chance to breathe in the fresh air of the Primordial World.
They're about to be collectively "packaged up" and sent to the "Reincarnation Metaverse" in the underworld... as beta testers?!
This move is so outrageous it's beyond even the imagination of Sage!
Nuwa was also stunned, but after a moment, she came to her senses.
This... seems to be the safest and most suitable resettlement plan at present!
Within the "humanitarian" servers of the Metaverse, they can learn, grow, reproduce, and accumulate experience with absolute safety.
At the same time, all their actions as "players" can, in turn, provide the most valuable data and energy for the real cycle of humanity!
A perfect solution that kills two birds with one stone!
"Alright, let's do as Shen'er says."
Nuwa smiled and nodded, readily agreeing to this seemingly absurd but actually profoundly wise proposal.
With a wave of her sleeve, a gentle force of creation enveloped all the newly born humans.
The next moment, their figures, along with Nuwa and Lin Shen, disappeared into the valley.
Target: The Underworld!
The first batch of "paying players" in the Primordial World are about to go live!