CHAPTER 32: CHAPTER 32, NUWA BECOMES A SAINT

Nuwa stretched out her finger, and a drop of blood resembling Blood Jade appeared, exuding an intoxicating fragrance. Under this fragrance, the vegetation in the valley grew wildly.

Nuwa flicked her finger, sending the drop of blood floating towards the Qiankun Cauldron. It entered the cauldron, merging with the Soil of Rest and the Three Light Divine Water.

Fu Xi widened his eyes, exclaiming instinctively, "Sister, that is your Essence Blood." He said anxiously, "By using your Essence Blood to enlighten them, they will be considered your children; they will be connected to your Qi Fortune. If they..."

"There’s no harm, I will plan a glorious future for them," Nuwa replied calmly, her beautiful eyes observing the Qiankun Cauldron. Moments later, the cauldron radiated brilliantly, bursting forth with Seven-colored Divine Light.

Nuwa revealed a radiant smile. It was successful.

The flames inside the Qiankun Cauldron dissipated, and a lump of yellow mud stirred within.

Nuwa reached in and scooped up a handful of mud, gently kneading it. Moments later, a little figure appeared in her hand. She threw it onto the ground. Upon landing, it enlarged, the mud turning flesh-colored with a look of intelligence in its eyes. It was a woman, just born with the cultivation of a Heavenly Immortal, already with opened spiritual wisdom.

The woman knelt on the ground excitedly and said, "Greetings, Mother Goddess."

Looking at her, Nuwa also joyfully said, "You are the first person I have created, I bestow upon you the name Nu Ling."

Nu Ling gratefully said, "Thank you, Mother Goddess."

Nuwa continued to reach into the Qiankun Cauldron and soon after, she formed a man. Once placed on the ground, he immediately came to life and knelt down excitedly, saying, "Greetings, Mother Goddess."

Bai Jin watched from the side, secretly relieved. After molding so many creatures, Nuwa’s clay forming technique had indeed been refined. Although not exquisitely beautiful, at least they were not oddly shaped and were acceptable.

Nuwa continued forming little figures, and after a long while, she had created over a hundred people. It would take an unknown length of time to form an entire race this way.

Nuwa finally stopped her handwork, also somewhat impatient. She glanced around the valley and pointed at the ground. The rocks silently indented, forming a large pit. The Qiankun Cauldron tilted, its contents pouring down into the pit, diluted with some added Three Light Divine Water.

A vine appeared in Nuwa’s hand; she inserted it into the mud pit and stirred. With a casual flick, the diluted mud splattered onto the ground, transforming into mud figures.

The mud figures instantly came to life, kneeling and bowing, exclaiming, "Greetings, Mother Goddess."

Nuwa’s eyes gleamed with joy; it truly worked. She immediately continued flicking the vine.

Watching from the side, Bai Jin’s expression turned strange, feeling helpless inwardly. The common Human Clan indeed couldn’t escape an odd appearance. These people created by the vine flicking differed significantly from those molded by hand, looking a bit like the less hairy Yuanmou Man.

Seeing Bai Jin’s odd look, Fu Xi explained from the side, "This vine is the Innate Spirit Root Gourd Vine. The gourds were distributed among many powerful beings of the Primordial World, and the vine was collected by my sister."

Bai Jin said, "Don’t you think the people flicked out look a bit ugly?"

Fu Xi smiled faintly and said, "Young nephew, flesh and skin are mere appearances, not to be overly concerned about. In essence, they are all the same.

And since my sister has just integrated her Essence Blood, the Human Clan now possesses the ability to continually evolve. What level they can evolve to in the future depends on their Creation."

More and more humans appeared in the valley, reaching a number of ten thousand. It was bustling and very lively.

Nuwa slowly put down the Gourd Vine, looking up at the sky, she said, "I, Nuwa, have comprehended the skill of Creation, creating a new race, known as the Human Clan."

Buzz~ the entire Primordial Sky filled with purple clouds, radiant lights rising from the Four Extremes. A Merit Cloud surrounded Buzhou Mountain, a colossal Saintly dignity swept across the entire Primordial World, causing countless little monsters and creatures to kneel in fear.

The Merit Cloud descended, eight portions merging into Nuwa’s body, half a portion into the vine, which transformed into a whip amidst the Merit, half a portion into the muddy pit on the ground, which shimmered with Xuanhuang light. Another portion entered Bai Jin’s body.

Merit entered his body, and Bai Jin instantly fell into a trance. All of the profound Dao truths that he couldn’t comprehend in the past surged to his mind in an instant. He immediately sat down cross-legged, immersed in Enlightenment.

At Kunlun Mountain, Taishang, Primordial, and Tongtian all bowed and said, "Greetings, Nuwa Saint!"

In the West, Jieyin and Zhunti bowed and said, "Greetings, Nuwa Saint!"

At the Demon Court, Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jun, and the myriad members of the Demon Clan all bowed: "Greetings, Nuwa Saint!"

In the Witch Clan, the Twelve Ancestor Witches and the myriad member of the Witch Clan all bowed: "Greetings, Nuwa Saint."

At that moment, all beings in the Primordial World with spiritual wisdom, regardless of their virtues or races, bowed towards Buzhou Mountain from afar and praised, "Greetings, Nuwa Saint!"

Nuwa slowly rose from within the valley, her mighty voice spreading across the Primordial: "I shall establish a Taoist site in Chaos to perform the Saint’s Dao. Those destined can come and watch."

All beings gratefully said, "Thank you, Nuwa Saint!"

Those with insufficient power felt regret, while those with great power felt ecstasy, for Saint’s Dao, gaining from it means achieving Creation.

Nuwa looked down at the myriad of Human Clan kneeling in the valley and said, "My brother, please help Bai Jin take care of them briefly."

Fu Xi bowed respectfully and replied, "As you command!"

Now that Nuwa holds the status of a Saint and mandates the heavens, even Fu Xi, her elder brother, dare not show disrespect.

Nuwa, enveloped in rosy clouds, floated upward, heading towards outer space.

The Human Clan kneeling in the valley all reluctantly said, "Farewell, Holy Mother," their voices thundering through the skies.

As Nuwa flew midair, the crisp and clear cry of a bird resounded, and suddenly a Qingluan and a Cai Feng appeared, pulling a splendid Golden Chariot from the West. With feathers fluttering extravagantly.

Nuwa watched them and with a smile said, "It seems we have a mentor-disciple bond! Become my maids!"

The Qingluan and Cai Feng excitedly nodded their heads.

Nuwa floated onto the Golden Chariot, and with Qingluan and Cai Feng pulling, they ascended straight to the Thirty-Three Heavens, heading towards Chaos.

In the valley, everyone from the Human Clan eagerly watched as Fu Xi and Bai Jin, who was meditating in Enlightenment, at the halfway up the mountain.

With a wave of his hand, Fu Xi and Bai Jin instantly disappeared, as if they had left.

The Human Clan was immediately in uproar, the Holy Mother had left, and now even they had departed, what should the newly formed Human Clan do?

Nu Ling soared up and sternly shouted, "Silence!"

Immediately, all the Human Clan quieted down, looking up at Nu Ling.

Nu Ling proudly declared, "With Holy Mother gone, I will be your Clan Leader."

A man challenged, "On what basis?"

"Because I was the first human created by the Holy Mother and also because Nuwa herself is a woman, our Human Clan should hold women in the highest regard."