That Pot of Soup Base, I'm Taking It Home to Eat!

This is his Origin.

It is also the purest condensation of emotion in this Great Desolation.

"Fellow Daoist, the act of creation is no small matter."

"Merely having a body of mud is not enough; it requires the finishing touch."

Taiyuan held the Light of Origin in his palm. Though his face was pale, his smile remained gentle.

"I observe that what your Dao lacks is a sense of 'wish'."

"This is a wisp of my Origin Light, containing the Father God's hopes for all beings when he created the heavens and earth, as well as my own understanding of the emotions of all things."

"If you truly reach the day when you create life, perhaps you could try integrating this into it."

"Consider it a welcome gift from me to the unborn race."

Nuwa gazed at the ball of light, instinctively feeling a tremor from the depths of her soul.

The aura contained within was precisely the "vitality" and "hope" she had been desperately seeking.

She looked at Taiyuan's pale face in shock.

Splitting his Origin!

This was a matter that concerned the very foundation of his cultivation. To fulfill her Dao, Fellow Daoist Taiyuan had gone this far?

"Fellow Daoist... this is too precious!"

Nuwa's voice was a little hoarse, her eyes reddening.

In this Great Desolation full of deceit and trickery, there were still people with such sincerity?

"Accept it."

Taiyuan gently pushed, and the ball of light slowly floated towards Nuwa. "The Dao lies ahead, and someone must walk it. I have faith in you, Fellow Daoist. You will surely create the most magnificent beings in this world."

Nuwa hesitated not at all, solemnly receiving the ball of light with both hands and carefully integrating it into her sea of consciousness.

"Fellow Daoist Taiyuan, your great kindness is etched in my heart, Nuwa."

Nuwa solemnly promised, her voice firm and powerful. "If this endeavor succeeds, Nuwa will never forget this Karma."

"Even if I achieve enlightenment later, you will surely have a share of this merit."

A clever person.

Without Taiyuan needing to say it explicitly, Nuwa had already offered her words.

This was the emotional intelligence befitting a powerful being.

Taiyuan nodded in satisfaction, adjusted his breathing slightly, and a bit of color returned to his face. "You are too kind, too kind."

"Our meeting is fate. I too look forward to seeing what kind of changes a new race born from your hands will bring to this Great Desolation."

Nuwa thanked him again, then did not linger. Carrying the heavy realization and that wisp of Wish Light, she turned and floated away.

Watching her retreating figure gradually disappear into the chaos, the smile in Taiyuan's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a sharp glint.

"Human Race..."

Taiyuan whispered softly.

As long as Nuwa used that wisp of Origin, when the Human Race was born, they would not only be Nuwa's children but would also share a blood connection with him, Taiyuan.

The Human Race would be his descendants.

The destiny of the Human Race had, from its very root, already been partially siphoned off by the West.

"Ding!"

In his mind, the System's voice sounded at the opportune moment.

[Congratulations to the Host for successfully checking in at the famous scene "Nuwa's Enlightenment" and planting deep Karma.]

[Detected that the Host has sacrificed Origin, greatly influencing the future direction of the Human Race, triggering a special reward.]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Crude Embryo of Human Dao Supreme Treasure - Kindling Seed (Unactivated).]

Taiyuan was stunned, then ecstatic.

Kindling!

It was the symbol of the Human Race's eternal inheritance, the condensation of Human Dao Destiny.

To exchange a bit of Origin for this was an unbelievable profit! His Origin could be recovered with some cultivation, but this Kindling was one of a kind!

With this, in the Human Race's domain, besides Nuwa and the Grand Supreme Elder, no one would have as much influence as him, Taiyuan!

Just as Taiyuan was reveling in his joy, a faint sound of footsteps approached from behind.

"Second Brother, what exactly are you up to?"

Jieyin's usual bitter expression wasn't so bitter now, but his eyes were filled with concern. "What Fellow Daoist Nuwa just took was your Origin! You..."

He was genuinely anxious.

His elder brother's innate foundation was already good. What if giving away his Origin like this damaged his foundation?

"Brother, don't rush."

Taiyuan interrupted Jieyin's words and looked back at his two bewildered elder brothers.

Zhunti still held a handful of uncracked melon seeds in his hand, clearly having been eavesdropping nearby just now, and was also confused.

"For our West to prosper, we can't just poach from others or pick up scraps."

Taiyuan pointed in the direction Nuwa had left, then pointed in the direction Di Jun and Tai Yi had just left, and finally pointed to his own beating heart.

"We need to learn to invest."

"What we give out today is sesame, but what we get back tomorrow will be watermelons."

"And not just any watermelons, but ones inlaid with gold."

"This Origin can be recovered by going into seclusion for a few hundred years, but this Karma is something even a Saint cannot afford to repay."

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance and nodded as if they understood, but not quite.

Although they didn't quite understand what investment was, seeing their second brother's confident demeanor, they instinctively felt—it was stable.

"Alright, don't overthink it."

Taiyuan stretched, looking at the churning Chaos Airflow outside the Purple Firmament Palace.

The first sermon had ended, but this was only the beginning.

"Let's go back to the West."

"We should also go back and properly set up our lair, as the Great Desolation is about to get lively."

"Also, remember to pack up that Hot Pot base, don't waste it. We can stew another pot when we get back."

Jieyin: "..."

Zhunti: "Big Brother is wise! I've been craving this broth for a long time!"