How Cold It Is, I'm Playing With Mud in Northeast China

While Chen Song was living a life of striving yet unable to progress, and wanting to slack off but unable to truly rest, in Kunlun Mountain, a profound and grand tremor, like a Great Wilderness server issuing a full-server announcement, instantly spread to every corner!

At the peak of Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones simultaneously opened their eyes.

The pill in Laozi's hand stopped spinning, the hand of Lord of the Beginning wiping the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi paused slightly, and Sect Master Tongtian even jumped up: "Holy crap! What's this commotion! It's Junior Sister Nuwa! She's going to become a Saint?!"

Lord of the Beginning's expression was complex: "I didn't expect the first one to take this step would be our youngest Junior Sister."

Laozi's gaze was deep as he slowly said, "The Dao of Creation is mysterious and extraordinary. It is Junior Sister Nuwa's destiny to be the first to comprehend her own Dao. We should go and witness it. The birth of the first Saint of the Mystic Gate is not to be missed."

The Three Pure Ones exchanged glances and instantly reached a consensus—they absolutely had to go and join the fun!

Laozi waved his sleeve, and a Taiji golden bridge emitting Yin-Yang Dao Charm appeared out of thin air. Just as the Three Pure Ones were about to step onto the golden bridge, a figure lunged forward with the speed of lightning, tightly hugging Laozi's... thigh?

"Master! Martial Uncle! Take me with you! I promise to be good and not cause any trouble!" Chen Song looked up with a face full of curiosity, his eyes so sincere they could drip water.

Tongtian was amused: "Hahaha, Senior Disciple Nephew also wants to witness history?"

Chen Song nodded vigorously: "Absolutely! This is a precious opportunity to observe the birth of a Saint live. It's more useful than listening to you explain sword dao theory ten thousand times, Martial Uncle!"

Lord of the Beginning frowned: "Nonsense! On such an occasion, you, a junior... do you even understand it?"

"Let him go with us," Laozi said calmly. "Witnessing the birth of a Saint will also benefit his cultivation."

Chen Song was overjoyed and quickly thanked him. He didn't forget to drag Big White, who was drooling in the distance, along: "Let's go, let's go, I'll take you to see the world!"

The Taiji golden bridge carried the Three Pure Ones, Chen Song, and Big White, transforming into a golden light that instantly traversed endless void. In just a moment, the surrounding scenery changed from the snowy landscape of Kunlun to the majestic, sky-piercing sight of Buzhou Mountain, landing directly outside Nuwa's dojo.

This dojo was much less lively than before. Since Fuxi joined the Demon Race Heavenly Court and was entrusted with important responsibilities by Di Jun and Taiyi, this brother who doted on his sister became incredibly career-driven, busy in the Heavenly Court all day and rarely returning to his Buzhou Mountain dojo, leaving Nuwa to cultivate alone.

In the center of the dojo, Nuwa was staring blankly at a mass of mud emitting a nine-colored auspicious glow. This mud was no ordinary object; it was the Innate Spiritual Soil—Nine Heavens Breathing Soil!

"Strange, I clearly sensed the opportunity for creation within this soil, yet I can't seem to find the way in," Nuwa's delicate eyebrows furrowed. She unconsciously kneaded the breathing soil with her slender hands, trying to find inspiration. Without her brother to discuss with, she became even more agitated.

The Three Pure Ones, along with Chen Song and Big White, landed silently not far away.

Tongtian suppressed a laugh and transmitted telepathically: "Junior Sister Nuwa is... playing with mud? Brother Fuxi isn't around, so no one's looking after her, is that it?"

Lord of the Beginning's expression was solemn: "This is Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, the Innate Soil of Creation. Junior Sister Nuwa's opportunity to become a Saint is indeed tied to this."

Laozi's gaze was sharp as he slowly said, "She is searching for the specific form of the opportunity for creation."

Chen Song watched with great interest. This was a live-action prequel to Nuwa creating humans! More exciting than watching a 3D movie!

However, a melody involuntarily echoed in his mind...

Doo-doo-loo-doo-doo-loo-da-da-da... It's so cold, I'm playing with mud in the Northeast...

Shaking his head, Chen Song managed to shake off the strange tune in his mind.

Nuwa was seen trying to mold the breathing soil into various shapes—sometimes like soaring birds, sometimes like running beasts, and even somewhat like swimming fish. Each time, she would use her divine power of creation, blow gently on the mud figures, hoping they would come to life.

But the results were always the same—the mud birds would flap a few times before falling apart, the mud beasts would turn back into their original form after running a few steps, and the mud fish would dissolve the moment they touched water.

A look of frustration appeared on Nuwa's exquisite face, and the Dao Charm of Creation around her stirred restlessly, causing the surrounding plants to sway wildly, as if dancing disco.

"Wrong! All wrong!" Nuwa was on the verge of a breakdown. These forms already had similar creatures in the Great Wilderness. Even if she created them, it would only be adding flowers to the brocade, how could she gain great merit?

She felt the opportunity to become a Saint was right before her eyes, but it was like looking through frosted glass, impossible to see clearly. If her brother were here, perhaps he could give her some advice, but now...

Just then, Nuwa's gaze inadvertently swept towards the outer perimeter of the dojo... and she saw the Three Pure Ones, who had arrived at some unknown time and were watching, with Chen Song beside them. When she saw Chen Song, a thought flashed through her mind of a long time ago, when this interesting junior had given her a branch containing the Five Elements of Creation.

Although the branch was of average quality because Chen Song's cultivation was still shallow at the time, it contained the energy of the Five Elements, making it special. But this thought struck her like lightning, making her feel that this junior might have some unique insights.

She suddenly looked at Chen Song, her eyes filled with scrutiny and anticipation: "Martial Nephew Chen Song! Tell me, if one were to perform the Merit of Creation and gain supreme merit, what should be created?"

Suddenly called upon by the (soon-to-be) Saint Nuwa, Chen Song was so startled that he almost dropped the five-spice pine nuts he was hiding in his arms as a snack.

The gazes of the Three Pure Ones also fell on him.

Tongtian had a look of amusement, Lord of the Beginning's eyes held scrutiny, while Laozi remained as calm as ever.

Chen Song swallowed, knowing this was a critical moment. He organized his thoughts, put on a serious thinking expression, and began his performance:

"Martial Aunt Nuwa," he said respectfully, bowing. "The birds and beasts you tried to create earlier already exist in abundance in the Great Wilderness. Even if you create them, it would merely be adding embellishments and would be difficult to gain the favor of the Heavenly Dao."

He paused, observing Nuwa's expression. Seeing that she was deep in thought, he continued, "Look at the myriad races of the Great Wilderness—the Demon Race has spirits but are unruly, the Witch Race is powerful but disrespectful of heaven, and races like the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin each have their limitations, and have even retreated into seclusion after the war between the three tribes.

"So," Chen Song revealed his ultimate point, "under the Heavenly Dao, is there not a lack of a certain kind of creature? A creature... born weak but with reverence; with frail bodies but innate intelligence; numerous in quantity but able to reproduce endlessly; capable of carrying the destiny of heaven and earth, and also comprehending the profound mysteries of the Great Dao... a completely new race?"

His eyes shone brightly as he looked at Nuwa: "Moreover, this race, perhaps it should be born with the appearance of... an Innate Dao Body?"

"Innate Dao Body... born weak but with reverence... frail bodies but innate intelligence..." Nuwa murmured to herself. Chen Song's words were like a thunderclap in the chaos, instantly shattering all the fog in her heart!

"Yes! All the myriad races of the Great Wilderness have their flaws, and under the Heavenly Dao, there is indeed a lack of a new creature that can compensate for these flaws! A creature that can revere heaven and earth, comprehend the Great Dao, reproduce endlessly, and carry destiny!"

"And the Innate Dao Body is the form most in harmony with the Great Dao!"

"I understand!" An unprecedented light erupted in Nuwa's eyes. She finally knew what she had to create!

Without hesitation, she grabbed the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, visualizing the appearance of the Innate Dao Body in her mind, along with the characteristics of the creature Chen Song had described—weak but reverent, frail but intelligent...

Mysterious Dao Charm flowed from her fingertips. No longer was she molding randomly; she was like a true creator, imbuing life with true meaning.

A mud figure with clear features, complete limbs, and the full form of an Innate Dao Body gradually took shape in her hands