Human Creation by Nuwa

On the Shores of the East Sea, the sea gleamed azure, vast and boundless.

Lu Chen sat alone by the shore, a fishing rod in hand, its hook submerged in the seawater.

"They say minor trends can be changed, while major trends cannot. But when enough minor trends are altered, the so-called major trend quietly changes as well."

Lu Chen murmured.

Under his influence, Hong Yun had not become enemies with Kunpeng this time. After handing over the Primordial Chaos Purple Qi, the great powers who had divined this outcome no longer joined forces to storm Wuzhuang Temple and force Hong Yun to destroy himself.

Although Master Tongtian still valued loyalty and sentiment, he had also become decisive and ruthless. At the slightest disagreement, he drew his sword, severed the Dao Corpses of the two from the West, and forced them to swear a great oath to the Heavenly Dao.

"Even if those two from the West still become Sages this time, the title of weakest Sages will be firmly nailed to them."

"Rather than cultivating quietly on Kunlun Mountain, you are fishing by the sea. These are unsettled times—aren't you afraid something might happen?"

A soft, ethereal voice rang out. A woman in a pale pink palace gown appeared behind Lu Chen.

Lu Chen smiled faintly. "No. My master is Tongtian. Now that the two from the West have been forced to swear an oath, who in this vast Primordial World could touch me? Who would dare?"

His tone brimmed with confidence.

"That is true."

The woman in palace robes nodded in agreement. Looking at the hook in the water, a trace of surprise appeared in her eyes. "Why are you fishing on the Shores of the East Sea?"

"And going to such lengths, using a fishhook made from this rusted mortal iron."

The Primordial World was rich in outstanding people and abundant lands. Nourished by spiritual qi, spiritual herbs and strange metals were not scarce; rusted mortal iron like this was instead rather difficult to find.

"Without relying on external things, using the most ordinary object—only the fish caught that way is what I want."

"Then have you caught one?"

"I already have."

"You caught one?"

The woman in palace robes looked at the hook, which was plainly empty. Besides, she had secretly watched for quite some time and had never seen a fish take the bait. Yet Lu Chen was saying he had caught one...

!

A complicated expression appeared on the woman's face. "The fish you speak of is me!"

Lu Chen exerted a little force with his arm, pulling the hook from the water and storing it in the Heaven-Devouring Treasure Vase. Then he slowly rose to his feet, turned to the woman in palace robes, and cupped his hands in salute.

"Lu Chen greets Martial Aunt Nuwa."

"You have been waiting here for me all along!"

"Yes."

Lu Chen admitted it outright.

"How did you know I would come looking for you?"

"I did not know. I only had a vague feeling that there was a fortuitous opportunity here. That was why I waited here once more."

"Is that so?"

Nuwa looked at Lu Chen, her gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny and suspicion.

"Do you know what this fortuitous opportunity is?"

"I do not."

Nuwa gave Lu Chen a deep look. "Stay by my side for the time being."

Her sixth sense told her that Lu Chen had known all along that she would come.

And that he knew what that fortuitous opportunity was.

Little liar.

This opportunity involved both of them. If she kept Lu Chen tied to her side, she refused to believe he could endure without taking it. Then she would be spared the trouble of searching for him.

Lu Chen had no idea about Nuwa's little scheme and agreed immediately.

Nuwa's beauty was matched by few in the Primordial World. Traveling with a beauty was surely more pleasant than sitting alone by the sea and fishing.

"You think the Primordial World having only the Wu and Demon races is a little too monotonous, don't you?"

After traveling together for a thousand years, Nuwa looked upon all things across the land and suddenly spoke from the heart.

Lu Chen agreed, "With only the Wu and Demon races, the Primordial World is indeed somewhat too monotonous."

He knew Nuwa had begun considering the creation of the Human Race. But the time was not yet ripe, and Lu Chen intended to add the final spark himself.

"Since you find the Primordial World monotonous, why not create a race of living beings yourself?"

Boom!

Lu Chen's words entered Nuwa's ears, and she was instantly enlightened. The Primordial Chaos Purple Qi within her spiritual platform trembled madly, transforming into a streak of spiritual radiance that merged with Nuwa's Primordial Spirit.

"Creating living beings is my Dao!"

Nuwa murmured softly. At that moment, she understood.

"Thank you. I owe you a favor for this."

"But what form should the beings I create take?"

After thanking him, Nuwa began pondering the creation of living beings.

"Ahem, how about using your form and mine as the foundation for the beings we create?"

Lu Chen decided to see the Buddha through to the Western Heaven. The era of the Sages could not be avoided, so he might as well bring it about with his own hands.

"Alright."

Nuwa agreed at once. She fetched some water and sprinkled it over the earth, instantly forming a pool of mud.

With a gentle wave of Nuwa's jade hand, a human-shaped clump of mud appeared.

A gleam of delight appeared on Nuwa's face. She sent a strand of creation qi into the mud clump, granting it life. It gazed ignorantly at the heavens and earth of the Primordial World, then tried to walk.

The delight in Nuwa's eyes vanished.

"Too fragile. It cannot be called a living being."

A light breeze swept past, and that mud clump instantly scattered in all directions.

"Ordinary mortal soil and seawater will not do. What if I mold them from divine water and divine soil?"

"Right!"

"As for divine water, I have some Three Lights Divine Water here. But to find an earth-element treasure on the same level as the Three Lights Divine Water... I do not know where to look in such a short time."

Nuwa's delicate brows furrowed as she let out a soft sigh.

"Ahem, Houtu once gave me a lump of Innate Self-Growing Soil beneath the Gourd Vine. Perhaps we could use it to try."

Lu Chen coughed lightly and took out the Innate Self-Growing Soil from the Heaven-Devouring Treasure Vase.

Seeing the Self-Growing Soil in Lu Chen's hand, ripples flickered in Nuwa's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her face. "You came to help me attain the Dao, did you not?"

"..."

Lu Chen fell silent.

The one originally meant to help her attain the Dao should have been Houtu, not him.

"Martial Aunt, you jest. I am merely doing my small part."

Nuwa said domineeringly, "If I attain the Dao this time, I will protect you in the Primordial World from now on."

Lu Chen merely smiled without speaking.

Nuwa took the Self-Growing Soil, then brought out the Three Lights Divine Water and combined the two.

This time, Nuwa chose to do it herself.

The first figure she molded was that of a woman.

The second was that of a man...

"Molding them this way is too slow."

After molding two, Nuwa rose to her feet and looked at Lu Chen.

"May I borrow the Gourd Vine?"

"Mm."

Lu Chen nodded and took out the Gourd Vine, handing it to Nuwa.

He knew this was an exchange of peaches for plums. Once Nuwa attained the Dao, this Gourd Vine would become stained with merit and linked to the Human Race's fortune. It would become the Beating Whip, ascending to the heavens in a single step and instantly becoming a supreme treasure of the Human Dao.

Nuwa dipped the Gourd Vine in a little mud, then waved it. The mud fell to the ground and transformed into clay people, one after another. There were men and women, each with different features.

When the clay people reached three thousand in number.

Nuwa was instantly enlightened, and her aura erupted.

"I, Nuwa, perceive that the Primordial World contains only the Wu and Demon races, its races too singular. Today, I shall create another race, named Human!"

Her voice spread throughout every corner of the Primordial World under the workings of the Heavenly Dao.

Boom!

Heaven and earth shook. Golden auspicious clouds spread across the skies, covering the entire Shores of the East Sea.

These auspicious clouds were all formed from merit.

The merit clouds transformed into several streams of light, entering Lu Chen's and Nuwa's bodies respectively, while the weakest stream fell upon the Gourd Vine.