Establishing a race and attaining Sagehood—the glory of it all struck fiercely at Nuwa's heart. At this moment, she had not considered at all what position the Witch-Demon Clans would hold once a new race was established!
Filled with excitement, Nuwa reached down and grabbed a handful of earth. After kneading it for a while, she shaped it into a human form and set it upon the ground!
The not-yet-dried mud stuck fast to the earth. Human and earth were joined together, yet Nuwa paid it no mind!
Looking at the little figure standing on the ground, she said with slight excitement:
"Little one, though mud is your body, you were created by me. The vast and righteous qi of heaven and earth grants you spirit, sunlight and rain nourish your soul, and I shall now inject life into you!"
Having said this, Nuwa opened her mouth. With a pfft, she sprayed a great mouthful of essence blood over the mud figure. In an instant, boundless spiritual qi surged, and waves of profound aura spread out. After a burst of smoke, the originally lifeless mud figure suddenly became flesh and blood!
Nuwa was overjoyed. Yet when she saw that it remained motionless for a long while, she walked over in confusion and casually tugged at it. To her surprise, she tore its feet straight out of the mud, and blood immediately sprayed forth with a pfft!
Its feet had broken, and blood splattered everywhere, yet the little figure neither cried out in pain nor made a sound!
At this sight, the joy in Nuwa's eyes immediately dimmed. The mud figure had indeed become flesh and blood, but it still lacked the breath of life. It could not be considered a race like this! So this method of creating humans was