Nuwa Becomes a Saint

When the hundredth clay figure received its final shaping beneath Nuwa's fingertips and stood steadily upon the earth, the entire region fell into a momentary silence.

Dense divine light of creation enveloped Nuwa. She slowly raised her fair hand, a brilliant spiritual glow gathering at her fingertips, and lightly tapped the hundred clay sculptures.

Bzz—!

The spiritual light flowed like water, and beneath the shroud of divine light of creation, the clay figures transformed, their skin becoming warm and smooth as jade.

Their limbs grew soft and resilient.

The chests of the clay figures began to rise and fall. For the first time in this primordial world, faint breaths carrying the rhythm of life sounded.

Their tightly shut eyelids slowly opened. Clear and bright, like the morning sun, their gazes no longer held the muddled instincts of Chaos, but a trace of bewilderment and curiosity!

When their eyes fell upon Nuwa, it was as though they instinctively knew that she was the mother who had created them.

In unison, they dropped to their knees and cried, "We greet Mother!"

Watching it all, Yellow Dragon could not help but shed two tears.

"Good, good, good."

At last, Nuwa's eyes revealed a joy unlike any before—joy that was almost complete.

She did not stop. A withered vine appeared in her hand.

Holding the vine, she dipped it into the remaining clay and gave her arm a light flick.

Whoosh!

The vine swung, scattering countless droplets of mud across the open ground around them!

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

The mud droplets struck the ground, and in the blink of an eye, naked humanoid beings appeared one after another upon the earth!

The same breathing, the same opening eyes, the same bewilderment and curiosity, the same light of intelligence kindling in their eyes!

They were no different in size from the hundred Nuwa had kneaded by hand. Yet Yellow Dragon could clearly sense the gulf between them at the level of their origins—a difference as vast as heaven and abyss.

Seeing this, Yellow Dragon felt that the ancestors of his previous life must have been among those hundred shaped by hand!

When the last bit of clay was used up and the mud droplets cast by the vine had taken form, the humans created by Nuwa numbered exactly three thousand, no more and no less!

"I, Nuwa, have today created a race, named—Humans!"

Her vast and solemn voice, as though the Great Dao itself had descended, instantly spread to every corner of the primordial world and branded itself deep within the hearts of all living beings:

Rumble—!!!

The entire primordial world shook with unprecedented violence!

It was not the shattering tremor of disaster, but the joyous shudder of heaven and earth reaching completion!

Above the Ninth Heaven, an immense pillar of golden light pierced through layer upon layer of space, ignoring the barriers of time and space as it descended with a thunderous crash!

Pure, sacred, boundless.

Heavenly Dao Merit!

The sheer magnitude of this golden light of merit far surpassed Yellow Dragon's imagination.

It was not merely light, but like a river of merit condensed into substance, flowing with golden runes!

Within the core of the golden light, countless fine golden runes representing the origin of heaven and earth could vaguely be seen circulating.

The river of merit split into three. Ninety percent of it poured into Nuwa's body like a heavenly river flowing backward!

Five percent fell upon the Gourd Vine, transforming it into a merit spiritual treasure.

The remaining five percent fell upon Yellow Dragon, who absorbed it into his Primordial Spirit.

As the merit entered her body, ten thousand rays of auspicious multicolored light erupted from Nuwa. Her aura surged upward with wild speed, instantly reaching an invisible barrier!

"Primordial Violet Qi, appear!"

An arcane cry of the Dao rang out from within Nuwa.

A stream of incomparably noble violet qi shot up from above her head. Meeting the river of merit, the violet qi transformed in the blink of an eye into a magnificent bridge spanning heaven and earth!

One end of the bridge connected to Nuwa, while the other plunged deep into that unknowable, immeasurable infinity!

In that instant, Nuwa's body seemed to be raised infinitely high, expanded infinitely vast!

The Dao origin of the primordial world unfolded before her like the clearest of paintings, without reservation, allowing her to comprehend and command it as she pleased!

An enigmatic aura that stood above all living things and controlled the laws governing heaven and earth spread from Nuwa like starlight pouring down upon the land. Within moments, it spread throughout the entire primordial world!

Flowers formed from pure innate spiritual qi and Dao essence bloomed from the void, drifting down in profusion. The golden flowers contained endless vitality and vigor; countless living beings scrambled for them, and wherever they fell, all things grew swiftly.

Countless golden lotus platforms burst forth from the primordial earth, spraying forth dense innate spiritual qi and peaceful Dao essence.

Purple clouds that blotted out the sky and covered the sun surged like rushing rivers, reflecting across heaven and earth. Auspicious signs abounded, and the sounds of the Dao lingered in the air!

A presence originating from the source of life itself enveloped the deepest reaches of the souls of the countless living beings of the primordial world!

Apart from a handful of innate sacred beings, all other creatures—regardless of cultivation, location, whether locked in bloody battle or secluded in meditation upon the Dao—prostrated themselves toward the direction from which the violet qi came, toward the source of that aura!

"We greet Saint Nuwa!"

The radiance around Nuwa gradually withdrew, and the violet bridge spanning heaven and earth slowly faded away, revealing her sacred visage. She was still simply elegant, yet now carried an indescribable majesty and compassion.

She had become the second Heavenly Dao Saint since the primordial world had been opened, following Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

The moment merit descended, Yellow Dragon placed a tea leaf in his mouth, sat cross-legged, and entered a state of enlightenment.

Under Nuwa's deliberate control, countless celestial flowers and golden lotuses drifted toward Yellow Dragon as he meditated, merging into his body.

Countless insights into the nourishment of water, the vitality of wood, and the cycle of creation surged into his heart like a tide, and the bottleneck that had troubled him for so long suddenly opened!

The Sweet Dew Technique, this divine ability passed down by Green Dragon, finally underwent a qualitative transformation at this moment. It shattered layer upon layer of barriers and became a divine ability containing the living vitality of creation!

Within this state of enlightenment, an unprecedented sense of completeness and power filled his entire body.

The barrier to the Golden Immortal realm was as thin as a cicada's wing before him. With a single thought, he could step into it at once!

He even had a powerful premonition that, if he were willing to draw upon the vast golden light of merit within his Primordial Spirit and forcibly raise his cultivation, reaching the Da Luo realm—imperishable through ten thousand tribulations and beyond the river of time—would not be mere fantasy!

Yellow Dragon expended great effort to forcibly suppress this impulse.

Just then, Nuwa's voice sounded by Yellow Dragon's ear. "Leave these three thousand members of the Human Race in your care. When the Human Race can survive independently, you may leave on your own."

As soon as she finished speaking, a fist-sized lump of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, radiating the mysterious yellow luster of Chaos, flew from Nuwa's sleeve and slowly descended before Yellow Dragon.

"This object is of no further use to me. Consider it your reward."

Yellow Dragon swallowed and hurriedly replied, "This disciple obeys."

This should be the only remaining Nine Heavens Breathing Soil in the primordial world. So long as it was buried in the earth, it could slowly generate more breathing soil. With this item and the evolved Sweet Dew Technique, cultivating several more spiritual roots would not be difficult.

Nuwa nodded slightly and said no more.

She tore open a spatial rift and drew out a golden spiritual vein that radiated sharpness from somewhere beyond. With a casual motion, she tossed the spiritual vein before Yellow Dragon.

She gave the Human Race on the earth one final glance. Her figure gradually faded, ultimately merging completely with heaven and earth, as though she had never appeared—yet was everywhere.

Suddenly, Nuwa's voice rang throughout the entire primordial world. "I, Nuwa, have attained sainthood today. Three thousand years hence, I shall establish a Dao field beyond the heavens and expound the Saint's Great Dao. All those with affinity may come and hear the Dao!"

The Saint's pressure dispersed, and the phenomena of heaven and earth gradually calmed.

Yet upon the plain, three thousand pairs of clear but anxious eyes stared blankly at Yellow Dragon.

Yellow Dragon looked at this group of "ancestors" still crying for food.

His head instantly began to throb.

He looked around. This area was close to the East Sea, and there were not many beings nearby capable of threatening the Human Race. The environment was also suitable for human survival, so there was no need to relocate.

After making simple arrangements for the Human Race, Yellow Dragon placed that innate gold spiritual vein into the Mysterious Yellow World Pearl for refinement while keeping watch over the Human Race's development.