Zi Qi Dong Lai? Jieyin and Zhunti Create Life
The Ancestral Witch were amazed by Houtu's idea; for the time being, it was indeed a good approach.
We should try to stall for as long as possible.
Who wouldn't want to live a little longer?
For a time, the ideas of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan coincided, and the two clans launched large-scale military training, each more fierce and making more noise than the other.
On the surface, this was the situation, but behind the scenes, it terrified the leaders of both races, who feared that the other side might suddenly attack.
After all, in their eyes, the other side was "invincible" and could easily crush them, which was quite frightening.
Like a sword hanging overhead, it could fall at any moment and end one's life.
Just as the two tribes were using unfounded confidence to bully the tiger.
On the other side.
Over the years, the Human Race has grown exponentially, its population increasing several times over, presenting a thriving and prosperous scene.
The newly born Human Race was isolated and weak, and in the Primordial World, they were extremely lacking in self-defense capabilities.
However, since the creatures of the Primordial World knew that the Human Race was created by the Saint Nuwa, they would not easily provoke them.
With the Wu and Demon races locked in a stalemate in the void, all talk and no action, the Primordial World entered a brief period of peace.
More importantly, the sacred power of Nuwa still remains on Mount Shouyang, which can protect the Human Race from wanton harm for ten thousand years.
In this way, Human Race lived quite comfortably, only needing to fight against natural disasters, solve the problems of food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and develop civilization.
Mount Shouyang is located in the eastern part of the Primordial Land, bordering the East Sea. As the saying goes, "those who live by the mountain live off the mountain, and those who live by the water live off the water," and the Human Race possesses both.
Countless Human Race are located here, and thanks to the favorable environment, tens of thousands of new Human Race are born every day.
On this day, in a certain tribe, a newborn was born. At the time of his birth, there was an unusual phenomenon of purple aura coming from the east. He was born with the ability to speak, which was extremely extraordinary. His bloodline was even no less than that of the Innate Human Race.
The tribe's chieftain was overjoyed and immediately made a statement.
"This child must be nurtured well; he will surely amount to something great in the future."
They even wanted to bestow a name upon the child, "Zi Qi Dong Lai" (紫气东来氏), but this was met with strong opposition from the child's parents.
This child was exceptionally gifted in his childhood. At the age of three, he tore apart a wild beast the size of a mountain with his bare hands, providing enough food for his tribe to eat for three whole days with leftovers.
Such miraculous things kept happening to this child.
His legendary journey seems to have only just begun.
On the other side, in the Western Mount Sumeru.
After Jieyin and Zhun Ti returned to the West, they immediately began their journey of creation.
"The Primordial Violet Qi of the Three Pure Ones has been seized by Ling Xiao, so they must be crippled. This is a golden opportunity to become a saint before them and prove who is the true disciple of the Dao Ancestor!"
Zhun Ti spoke boldly to his senior brother Jieyin, but he didn't look the other in the eye while speaking, for fear of triggering his professional habit.
"A blessing in disguise!" Jieyin responded. Although he had been dealt a terrible blow on this trip to Chaos, it wasn't without its benefits.
Because the Three Pure Ones suffered even more than them.
"I observe that the Human Race created by Fellow Daoist Nuwa is weak and feeble. If we could create stronger, more perfect beings with better natural talents, our merit would surely be even greater," Zhun Ti said confidently.
After this period of time, they accumulated experience and saw various races, and their ideas were finally perfected, to the point where they had to express them.
The creation of new species is imperative.
"Good!" The Jieyin nodded to the air and said with a smile.
Then, they prepared everything they needed to create the species and began the process.
Time flies.
On this day, a completely new creature was created atop Mount Sumeru.
Its entire body was golden, spotless and flawless, without even a hair; it was tall and imposing.
"Perfect, all I can say is perfect." Zhun Ti looked at the creature before him and said with a satisfied expression.
This was created based on their own thoughts and combined with their own Daoist methods. To put it bluntly, it contains a part of their own divine essence. Although it is not even a fraction of their own, it is enough to instantly kill most living beings.
"They are far stronger than Human Race. Junior brother, don't delay, let's work together and create more."
Jieyin smiled and said, equally satisfied.
Then, with complete focus and without reservation, they continued to create the remaining creatures. Nuwa Creates Humans, so naturally they couldn't be outdone.
Soon after, the summit of Mount Sumeru was covered with tens of thousands of small golden figures, all masterpieces of Jieyin and Zhunti.
"That's about right, 129,600."
Zhun Ti clapped his hands, his face filled with excitement, and said that becoming a saint was just around the corner. He had been waiting for this day for a long time, and now it was about to arrive. His excitement was hard to contain.
"Let's complete the final step." Jieyin, his expression solemn and dignified, much more composed than Zhun Ti.
Then, they blew a breath of divine energy, giving it life. After completing this step, Jieyin and Zhun Ti to the sky and began to swear an oath.
"Heavenly Dao bears witness, and we, feeling the lack of life in the Primordial World West, have created beings to replenish it. This is the 'Buddha' race, and from this day forward, the Buddha Clan is established!"
Jieyin and Zhunti unison, their Daoist voice resounding far and wide, reaching every corner of the world.
As soon as he finished speaking, the heavens and earth trembled.
In the Primordial World, countless creatures looked up at the West, their faces filled with astonishment.
This feeling is familiar; indeed, this is how Nuwa became a saint in the past.
That's the taste!
"Jieyin Zhun Ti are actually imitating the creation of humankind; are they about to become saints?"
"Heaven and earth seem to have sensed it; it seems to have truly succeeded. Damn it, why didn't I think of this?" A powerful being lamented bitterly, regretting it to the core, though not entirely.
If Jieyin and Zhunti can do it, can't they do it too?
Isn't this something anyone can do?
Mount Yujing, Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian were all shocked and stood up abruptly, looking towards the West with extremely solemn expressions.
Jieyin and Zhunti was too sudden.
Could they really have become saints?
If that's really the case, where will the Three Pure Ones put their faces?
"Damn it! If we hadn't lost the Primordial Violet Qi, how could they have gotten there first!"
Yuanshi Tianzun's face showed shock and anger. He could tolerate Ling Xiao Nuwa becoming saints before them, but now Jieyin and Zhunti were ahead of the Three Pure Ones. How could he tolerate this?
That's an absolute insult.
In Yuanshi's eyes, it was like two stinking beggars suddenly transforming into emperors—a huge contrast that he simply couldn't accept.
"Achieving sainthood is imminent!" Laozi Tzu said in a deep voice, a great sense of urgency rising in his heart.
In the Sea of Blood, Minghe looked West with delight. Sea of Blood, countless creatures, not yet fully formed, stood, also engaged in the grand plan of creating life.
This was the result of his efforts over the past few days, and it was nearing completion. Originally, Minghe was somewhat apprehensive and unsure whether it could succeed, but now, having learned from past mistakes, he felt much more at ease.
"I should also swear an oath to become a saint..."