At the foot of Mount Buzhou stood a mountain range called Feng Qi. Billions of miles east of Fengqi Mountain, there was a river.
Although its name was unknown, it meandered for tens of thousands of miles. Its waters were crystal clear, nourishing all living beings within several thousand miles.
A woman stood by the riverbank, her brows tightly furrowed. It was Nuwa!
Before her were one clay figure after another. Anyone who did not know better might have thought she had retained her childlike innocence.
Suddenly, Nuwa's brows relaxed, and her face lit up with joy. "My Dao is complete!"
She took out a jade box. With a snap, the lid opened, and a rich chaotic aura rushed toward her. Inside the box, six grains of fine sand flickered with chaotic halos.
She then took out a handful of fine sand suffused with five-colored radiance. First, she used the six grains of sand glowing with chaotic-colored light to mold six clay figures.
A burst of light flashed wildly. The figures felt as smooth and tender as flesh beneath her fingers.
Afterward, she used the handful of five-colored earth to continue molding, as if she were completely absorbed and unable to stop.
"Come!"
Nuwa beckoned with one hand, and a small, exquisite cauldron suddenly appeared, floating above her palm.
"Whew..."
She blew a breath, and the little cauldron radiated a hazy glow. It fell to the ground and transformed into a huge cauldron as tall as a person.
The supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Qiankun Cauldron.
This treasure possessed the miraculous effect of refining all things, removing impurities and restoring their origins.
Nuwa pointed with one finger. The jade box flew up, and the mixture of Nine Heavens Xirang and the woman's vital essence inside immediately fell into the cauldron.