Nuwa's Enlightenment

Cloud Tower Immortal Palace drifted leisurely to the edge of the East Sea.

The calm, waveless East Sea stretched as far as the eye could see.

Qing Xuan and Nuwa stood on the clouds, gazing at the scenery below. It was rare for them to find such a quiet and peaceful place since leaving Fengqi Mountain.

Ever since they left Fengqi Mountain, the Primordial World had been rather chaotic.

Every moment, beings could be seen fighting to the death over Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Spiritual Treasures and Dharma Artifacts, constantly destroying their surroundings.

Initially, Nuwa didn't pay much attention. The Primordial World was a place where the strong preyed on the weak; she was already accustomed to it.

But the more she saw, especially with Qing Xuan accompanying her this time, her mindset seemed to have changed a little.

She saw a group of small demons being chased by a large demon for an immature Spiritual Grass, resulting in heavy casualties; she saw two small tribes engaging in a bloody battle to the death over a Spiritual Vein, leading to mutual annihilation; she also saw cultivators specifically capturing newly formed, naive little spirits to refine into medicine or use as servants...

The Primordial land was filled with contention and slaughter everywhere.

The strong bullied the weak, the weak united to resist the strong, only to be suppressed by even stronger beings.

It was a cycle, repeating over and over.

Blessed Lands were often battered into disrepair, and the spiritual energy became turbid and unbearable.

Nuwa frowned her beautiful brows and sighed softly.

"This Primordial World is so endlessly chaotic. They're willing to risk their lives to fight over a little spiritual object or an inch of land?"

Qing Xuan lay on Nuwa's long legs, a stem of some unknown Spiritual Grass in his mouth.

"There's only so much resource. Whoever has the bigger fist gets to snatch it, and by snatching it, they become stronger, then go to snatch more. Isn't that just the rule of the Primordial World?"

[The strong prey on the weak, the law of the jungle.]

[This world created by Great God Pangu grows skills but not hearts.]

[But speaking of which, the current situation is quite similar to later societies. Everyone is fighting for benefits, just with slightly more civilized methods.]

[If there could be a race that isn't naturally inclined to compete and become stronger, but likes to ponder other things, like farming, inventing, or studying art, perhaps the Primordial World could have more fun.]

Nuwa's eyes brightened slightly as she heard Qing Xuan's inner thoughts.

Not inclined to compete and become stronger? Likes to ponder other things? Farming? Creating?

Although Nuwa had already known from Qing Xuan's inner thoughts that her path to enlightenment was through creating humans.

However, how to create them, how to go about it, and what to base them on, she had no clue.

Now, Qing Xuan's thoughts had pointed her in a direction.

Yes, why must all beings in the Primordial World constantly fight and plunder from birth?

Why couldn't there be a species that inherently understood cooperation better, was more adept at creation, rather than merely destroying?

Could her Law of Creation only create life forms that, like the existing beings of the Primordial World, constantly fought for survival and strength?

If so, it would merely be adding another group of competing and plundering beings to the existing tribes of the Primordial World, which would be utterly useless to the Primordial World.

Could she, as Qing Xuan suggested, create a new kind of being?

A peaceful, wise being that understood cherishing and creation.

As this thought emerged, it grew wildly in her heart like wild grass.

She felt her Law of Creation trembling slightly, and the door to Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal seemed to have opened for her.

The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

The existing races, whether the Witch Race, the Demon Race, or others, their natures seemed predetermined.

But if it were a completely new race she created with her own hands, she could imbue them with entirely different natures from the very origin!

Nuwa grew more excited the more she thought about it, unable to resist grabbing Qing Xuan's sleeve.

"Qing Xuan, what do you think if I created a race that isn't like the Demon Race, where the strong prey on the weak, nor like the Witch Race, which only respects strength? What if they were naturally more inclined towards a peaceful life, using wisdom and their hands to create value instead of plundering with force? Would such a race be better?"

Qing Xuan looked at Nuwa's sparkling eyes, filled with anticipation and creative passion, and smiled with relief in his heart.

[Holy crap! Master's comprehension is amazing!]

[But this concept is elevated! It's not just about achieving sainthood through merit, but genuinely wanting to create a better life.]

[As long as this state of mind is maintained, the chance of awakening the Human Dao has greatly increased.]

He immediately sat up from Nuwa's fair, long legs, his face showing an expression of agreement.

"Master! Your idea is brilliant!"

"The current Primordial World is a mess because everyone only thinks about fighting. If there were a race that naturally loved peace and creation, how interesting would that be? They could build beautiful houses, craft exquisite tools, cultivate vast fields of crops and fruits, and perhaps even research ways to become powerful without fighting!"

"Such a race would surely bring about a brand new change to the Primordial World, which only knows how to fight and become stronger! This is true creation, it's about making something new, not repeating!"

Qing Xuan became increasingly excited as he spoke.

Nuwa's heart surged with emotion at his words, her cheeks flushing slightly with excitement.

She felt her Dao heart was clearer than ever before. The Law of Creation continuously pulsed around her, her Primordial Spirit throbbed, as if hearing the heavenly sounds of the Great Dao!

Yes! This was precisely the race she needed to create!

A brand new race, unlike the current myriad spirits of the Primordial World who only know how to fight for strength, this race would be one that loves peace, is skilled in creation, and is full of wisdom and potential!

She lowered her head and took out the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil she had been nurturing, feeling the majestic life force of creation contained within it. Her fingers kneaded it unconsciously as she murmured to herself.

"However, how should I create them?"

Nuwa frowned slightly, contemplating the specific method.

"I must use the supreme power of creation to bestow them with their most fundamental form of life and spirituality. As for their appearance, what should it be?"

Her gaze involuntarily fell upon Qing Xuan beside her.

Qing Xuan felt a bit creeped out by her gaze.

"Master... why are you looking at me?"

Nuwa smiled enchantingly, a beauty that could topple nations.

"I think you're quite good just the way you are."

"???"

[What does she mean by 'I think you're quite good just the way you are'? Is she going to sculpt the first one after me?]

Ignoring Qing Xuan's inner thoughts, Nuwa seemed to have found the perfect reference.

Looking at Qing Xuan, Nuwa grew more and more satisfied. The smile on her face became brighter and brighter, and her enthusiasm for creating a new race soared to unprecedented heights.

The current beings of the Primordial World all achieved their Innate Dao Body through cultivation and transformation. Some beings even preferred to retain a part of their original racial appearance during transformation.

However, no being in the Primordial World had ever been born with an Innate Dao Body from the start.

On the shores of the East Sea, a gentle breeze blew, and the prelude to the birth of a brand new race had already begun.

Nuwa held the Breathing Soil, a clear blueprint forming in her mind, ready to embark on the greatest act of creation since the opening of the Primordial World!