The Heaven-Soaking Father's Nobility, It's Finally My Turn!

Nuwa tried to mold the Breathing Soil into the shape of an Innate Dao Body. The clay figure had delicate features and complete limbs, lifelike and vivid. She nodded in satisfaction, activated her Creation Divine Ability, and gently blew towards the clay figure—

The clay figure trembled and collapsed with a soft sound.

Nuwa: ...

She tried again, this time with even more care, even carving out the strands of hair.

Then she blew air again.

The clay figure let out a sound, like a deflated ball, and once again turned into a puddle of mud.

Anger began to appear on Nuwa's exquisite face. The Creation Dao Charm around her body stirred restlessly, causing the surrounding plants to sway wildly, as if they were dancing disco.

Wrong! Still wrong! It had the form but not the spirit. What was it missing? Nuwa was almost going mad. She felt the opportunity to attain Sainthood was right before her eyes, yet it was like looking through frosted glass, impossible to see clearly.

Creation! Not modification, not enlightenment, but complete and utter creation! Creating an entirely new, unprecedented life form!

Nuwa once again set her gaze on Chen Song, implying, "Hey, the idea you gave me still has problems. Please take responsibility for the after-sales service."

Chen Song swallowed. He knew the critical moment had arrived. He organized his thoughts, trying his best to look like he was seriously contemplating, then pointed at the failed attempts on the ground and began his performance:

"Martial Uncle Nuwa, look at these... uh, works you've sculpted," he chose his words carefully. "Their appearance is quite lifelike, but they always seem to be missing something... a soul? It's like an empty shell, lacking internal drive."

He paused, observing Nuwa's expression. Seeing her lost in thought, he continued, "Think about it, among all the myriad beings in the Great Wilderness, which ones weren't born from Innate Qi or the vital blood of powerful beings? The Dragon Race has Ancestral Dragon's bloodline, the Phoenix Race has Primal Phoenix's origin, and even plant spirits have a trace of the true spirit from Innate Spiritual Roots."

"So, if you only have the external form but lack the internal essence, wouldn't that make them like rootless trees and waterless rivers? This, perhaps, is the key to enlightening life?"

Origin... vital blood... internal drive... Nuwa murmured to herself. Chen Song's words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly dispelling all the fog in her heart!

Yes! She had been fixated on the external appearance and her Creation Divine Ability, but she had overlooked the most fundamental aspect of life—the inherited blood, the source of creation! She herself was an Innate Divine Being, and her vital blood was the best spark of life!

"I understand!" An unprecedented light burst from Nuwa's eyes. Without hesitation, she pointed her fingers like a sword, forcing out a drop of brilliant, dazzling vital blood that contained the supreme origin of creation. She carefully dripped it into the re-kneaded Nine Heavens Breathing Soil!

Buzz—!

The moment the vital blood merged with the Breathing Soil, the entire mud mass seemed to be infused with a soul, erupting with unimaginable vitality and spiritual radiance! Nine-colored auspicious clouds soared into the sky, echoing the golden clouds of Merit above!

Nuwa suppressed her excitement and grabbed the Breathing Soil mixed with her vital blood again. In her heart, she envisioned the form of a new life form—born weak, yet naturally intelligent, knowing reverence, and capable of reproduction. Mysterious Creation Dao Charm flowed from her fingertips. No longer was she sculpting casually, but like a true creator, bestowing life.

A clay figure with clear features and complete limbs gradually took shape in her hands. This time, the clay figure exuded a faint glow of life. Nuwa took a deep breath and gently blew out the Creation Immortal Qi, which contained her most beautiful blessings for life—

The clay figure landed, grew in the wind, and transformed into a creature with black hair, black eyes, a well-proportioned body, and eyes that were pure yet held a hint of innocence and curiosity! He (she) moved his (her) limbs, uttered the first syllable upon arriving in the world, and then instinctively showed a look of adoration and closeness towards Nuwa, who had created him (her).

It worked! It really worked! Nuwa's voice trembled with excitement. She could clearly feel a wondrous, blood-like connection between this newborn being and herself!

She immediately entered a frenzy of crafting, carefully molding one Innate Human Race after another. These first humans, personally created by Nuwa, all had exceptional innate talent and immense spirituality, and were known as the Innate Human Race.

They surrounded Nuwa, making babbling sounds, filled with dependence on her.

The Three Pure Ones watched and nodded in approval. Tongtian clicked his tongue in amazement: "Using one's own vital blood as a guide, enlightening the source of creation, and creating a new race—brilliant! Such Merit is fitting for Sainthood!" Yuanshi also nodded slightly: "Although this race is weak at birth, it secretly aligns with the Heavenly Dao, with inherent spiritual light, and its future is promising." Laozi's eyes flashed with countless runes, as if deducing the future of the Human Race.

However, problems soon arose. Molding them one by one was simply too inefficient! Nuwa looked at the hundred or so Innate Humans she had just created, then felt the increasingly heavy golden clouds of Merit in the sky, and became a little anxious. At this rate, she wouldn't finish even by the end of the calamity! Moreover, constantly expending her mental energy and vital blood would be unsustainable even for a peak Quasi-Saint!

She stopped, rubbed her slightly sore wrist, and her gaze fell upon Chen Song again. This time, her gaze was even more fervent.

"Martial Nephew Chen Song!" Nuwa's voice held a hint of urgency. "I remember you gave me a branch of the Five Elements before, but unfortunately, your cultivation was shallow then, and the branch lacked spiritual essence. Now that you are a Grand Unity, could you... give me another piece? The one with the most vigorous life force!"

Chen Song: !!!

Here it comes, here it comes! He knew he couldn't escape the role of the "human-creating tool" identity!

He looked towards his three masters for help, as if seeking a solution.

Laozi observed his nose, his nose observed his heart, as if his spirit had wandered beyond the heavens.

Yuanshi looked up at the sky, as if there was a peerless opportunity in the heavens worth studying.

Tongtian was more direct, mouthing the words to Chen Song: "Give it to her quickly! Let's watch the show!"

Chen Song wailed inwardly, but facing Nuwa's unrefusable gaze, he could only nod tearfully. He gritted his teeth and broke off the most verdant and vibrant, most powerfully vital piece of Five Elements branch from his own main body—that mutated Five-Needle Pine. As soon as this branch left its main body, it exuded a dense Innate Five Elements Creation Qi, resonating with the Creation Dao Charm around Nuwa!

"Martial Uncle, please use it... gently..." Chen Song's heart ached, and he twitched. This was the essence of his true self!

Nuwa took the Five Elements branch. The moment it entered her hand, she felt a pure and gentle life-giving force of creation spread through her arm, perfectly matching her own Great Dao of Creation! She was overjoyed: "Good! Good branch! It suits me perfectly!"

She turned back to the riverbank, dug up more Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, mixed it with the Three Lights Divine Water, and infused a trace of her own vital blood's aura into it. Then, she picked up the Five Elements branch, took a deep breath, and plunged it into the mud mixture, soaking it with mud and water that contained the essence of creation and the aura of a Saint's vital blood.

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone (including the Three Pure Ones), Nuwa's arm swept out like a carefree painter engaged in ink-splash creation, flinging the mud-soaked Five Elements branch towards the open space—

Splash—!

Countless mud droplets scattered like golden raindrops! Upon landing, they grew with the wind, transforming into vibrant humans! Although these later-created humans were slightly inferior to the Innate Humans in terms of their origin, their sheer numbers were vast, instantly forming a scale!

"Hahaha! It is meant to be! It is meant to be!" Nuwa laughed heartily, completely entering the state of the Great Wilderness's top-tier assembly line worker. Her arm moved in blurs, mud droplets rained down like a waterfall, and humans emerged in clusters like bamboo shoots after rain, densely packed, soon covering a large area of the riverbank. The chirping sounds merged into a torrent of life!

Chen Song watched his precious branch go in and out of the mud, his heart bleeding: "My branch! The essence I cultivated for a thousand years! You don't need to rush the human-creation KPI like this, Martial Uncle! Even the donkeys in the production team wouldn't dare use their tools like this!"

Above the sky, the vast and boundless golden clouds of Merit had gathered to their extreme. The scale of it was unprecedented since the creation of heaven and earth!

Finally, Nuwa felt that the number of humans had reached a preliminary scale, and with a destined arrangement in the unseen, she stopped her actions. Her aura completely resonated with the Heavenly Dao, and the Primordial Violet Qi was perfectly integrated!

Boom—!

A supreme saintly might, surpassing all things, indescribable and irresistible, like a shockwave from the Big Bang, instantly swept across the entire Great Wilderness!

Violet Qi came from the east for thirty thousand miles, a thousand rays of auspicious light illuminated the mountains and rivers, golden lotuses sprang from the earth, emitting a wondrous fragrance! All beings in the Great Wilderness, no matter where they were or what their cultivation level, clearly sensed the birth of a supreme existence in their hearts! All beings involuntarily bowed towards Phoenix Nest Mountain!

Nuwa attained Sainthood through Merit!

The boundless golden cloud of Merit descended with a roar. About seventy percent of it merged into Nuwa's body, helping her solidify her Saint realm and manifest Saintly phenomena. The remaining thirty percent, with about twenty percent falling onto the mud-splattered, hardworking Five Elements branch, instantly shed its mortal nature. Its spiritual light surged, transforming into a Postnatal Merit Spiritual Treasure exuding a gentle aura of creation and the light of Xuanhuang Merit—the Human Creation Whip!

The last ten percent of Merit traversed the void, landing precisely on Chen Song, who provided the crucial tool (the branch) and earned credit for his out-of-bounds voice guidance!

As Merit entered his body, Chen Song felt his cultivation soar as if on a rocket. His cultivation, which had been stable at the mid-stage Grand Unity, not only solidified but took a huge leap towards the late stage! His entire body felt warm and light, as if he could achieve Sainthood on the spot at any second… of course, that was just an illusion.

Just then, the tens of thousands of Innate Humans, in their dazed state, clearly sensed the supreme, originating creative aura from Nuwa, as well as the aura from Chen Song that provided the human creation artifact and also carried a sense of closeness and Merit.

Instinctively, they all knelt in unison towards Nuwa and Chen Song, letting out unified, incredibly devout cries that echoed through the heavens:

Holy Mother!

Holy Father!

The sound was like a tsunami, sweeping across the entire river valley.

Chen Song:!!!!!

He froze in place like a pine tree struck by primordial thunder, his mind a complete blank, with only bullet comments frantically scrolling across his vision:

Wait! This overwhelming fatherly nobility… ah no, this fatherly love! It came too suddenly!

I was just the one providing the tools… how did I get upgraded to a dad? The dad of the entire Human Race?!

This after-sales service… ah no, this educational responsibility is too immense!

Big White, standing beside him, was also completely petrified, its doggy mouth agape wide enough to fit a whole Ginseng Fruit.

Its dog eyes widened rounder than the Chaos Bell: Woof… woof?! Master has… achieved the status of Human Father in one go? As Master's chief mount and number one subordinate, by seniority, doesn't that make me… the Human Race's Holy Dog? Or perhaps an Uncle? This seniority is a bit messy… The key is, how will I give out red envelopes… ah no, gifts in the future? The spiritual fruits I've saved might not be enough!

The Three Pure Ones were also taken aback by the sudden titles.

Tongtian was the first to react, slapping Chen Song's shoulder forcefully and laughing heartily: Hahaha! Holy Father! Good heavens! Senior Disciple Nephew, you've really outdone yourself! You've managed to get this title without anyone noticing! And it's certified by the Heavenly Dao, blessed by Merit! From now on, when you travel the Great Wilderness, your seniority will skyrocket! Let's see who dares to say you have low seniority again!

Yuanshi looked at Chen Song's bewildered, soul-leaving appearance, then at the devout humans, and shook his head helplessly, though a hint of… amusement seemed to flicker in the depths of his eyes.

Laozi cast a meaningful glance at Chen Song, then at Nuwa, who had already become a Saint, and slowly said, "Such is fate, such is karma. Since it is so, you must bear the responsibility. Take care of yourself."

Nuwa, in an excellent mood after achieving Sainthood, heard the humans' cries and saw Chen Song's stunned expression, couldn't help but smile gently and nod at him, officially acknowledging him as the father of their children.

Chen Song stood there, feeling the surging Merit and skyrocketing cultivation within him. He looked at the Saintly might radiating from Nuwa beside him, her eyes filled with a smile, and then at the Innate Humans at his feet, their gazes filled with dependence as they called him… His feelings were as complex as an overturned bottle of the Five Flavors Immortal Pills.

Good heavens… I thought I was just here to spectate the event of becoming a Saint, but I ended up becoming one of the owners of the melon field, and was handed a bunch of crying babies.

He rubbed his nose, and finally could only sigh to the heavens, accepting this absurd yet reasonable situation. Fine, since the Heavenly Dao insisted on shoving so many children onto me, I'll… strive to be a reliable first-generation provider! At the very least, I need to find them a safe zone, lest they get wiped out by the aftermath of the Witch-Demon war.

He was already contemplating how to leverage his multiple identities—disciple of the Three Pure Ones, brother of the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, and Holy Father of the Human Race—to secure some startup capital and a beginner's protection period for the Human Race. In this day and age, one wouldn't dare to casually become a father without some backing and support! Especially the father of the entire Human Race! The pressure, tsk tsk tsk!

(Regarding the rank of the Human Creation Whip, I feel I'm not very clear. What do the handsome reader lords think?)

(Please urge me to update)