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Chapter 54 Merits of Achieving Sainthood
Chapter 54 Merits of Achieving Sainthood
On the shores of the East China Sea, the blue waves stretch for miles.
Nuwa stood on the shore, surrounded by auspicious clouds, holding the nine-colored, flowing Nine Heavens Breath Soil in her hands, her eyes filled with sacred radiance.
Kunpeng stood with his hands behind his back in the void not far away, quietly watching all of this without intervening.
"Heaven and earth are the furnace, and creation is the craftsman."
Nuwa gave a soft shout and gently raised her jade hand.
A clump of life-giving soil flew out, landed on the ground, and transformed into a mound.
She took out the Jade Purification Bottle, poured out the Three Lights Divine Water, mixed it with the Breath Soil, and kneaded it into a ball.
Divine water nourishes the soil, and life springs forth from the earth.
Driven by the laws of creation, those lifeless clumps of mud began to exude a faint vitality and spiritual charm.
Nuwa began to carefully mold the innate Dao body according to the drawing Kunpeng had previously drawn.
The first clay figurine took her a full forty-nine days.
It was the image of a man, with regular features and long limbs. Although he had not yet been imbued with spiritual power, he already exuded a vigorous and upward spirit.
"call----"
Nuwa gently blew a breath of primordial energy onto the clay figure.
"Come back to life!"
Buzz—
The clay figure trembled violently, its previously stiff body instantly becoming soft and elastic, and its eyes slowly opened, shooting out a clear light.
He looked around curiously, then saw Nuwa before him, and as if struck by a sudden inspiration, he knelt down and said, "Greetings, Holy Mother!"
The sound was clear and crisp, and although it did not possess great magical power, it contained a kind of spirituality that had never been heard of before.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Nuwa was overjoyed. Seeing the life she had created with her own hands, she felt an endless sense of accomplishment and maternal love.
Once there's a first, there's a second, a third—
Nuwa tirelessly continued to create.
One by one, vibrant lives are born from her hands, running joyfully along the shores of the East China Sea.
However, sculpting human figures is a delicate art that is extremely mentally taxing.
When she had sculpted the three thousandth clay figure by hand, even with her peak Quasi-Saint cultivation, she felt a deep sense of fatigue, and her fingers even trembled slightly.
"At this rate, who knows how long it will take to create a race—"
Nuwa looked at the vast and boundless land and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
Just then, a beam of azure light pierced through the air and landed steadily in front of her.
It was that innate gourd vine!
"Junior sister, the greatest truths are the simplest; why be bound by formalities?"
Kunpeng's calm voice came: "By using this vine to dip into the mud and spread it, one can also create humans."
Nuwa's eyes lit up, as if she had been enlightened.
She picked up the gourd vine, plunged it into the mud mixed with the Three Lights Divine Water, stirred it vigorously, and then swung it sharply at the ground!
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
Countless mud droplets splashed out, and after landing, they swelled in the wind.
Under the influence of the laws of creation, every speck of mud instantly transformed into a lively little person!
Although these mass-produced humans are not as grounded as the three thousand innate humans I created before, they have the advantage of sheer numbers!
Nuwa waved her hand faster and faster, and the gourd vines danced in the air, leaving afterimages.
In an instant, the shores of the East China Sea were bustling with people and incredibly lively.
Until the total of one yuan was reached, there were 129,600 people!
This is not only a perfect number, but also the ultimate number that aligns with the workings of the Heavenly Way.
"Boom—!!!"
The moment the last human was born, the once peaceful sky suddenly cracked open, and myriad rays of light shone down, auspicious clouds stretched for thousands of miles, and purple clouds came from the east for thirty thousand miles!
"I am Nuwa, and now, in accordance with the will of Heaven, I have created a race called—Humans!"
"Humans, rise!"
Nuwa's voice, amplified by the power of the Heavenly Dao, instantly resounded throughout the entire primordial world.
Below, the 129,600 newly born humans, though extremely weak and without any cultivation, possessed innate Dao bodies and had already awakened their intelligence.
They all knelt on the ground, bowing and worshipping Nuwa in the sky, their voices like a tidal wave: "Greetings, Holy Mother! May the Holy Mother live forever!"
At the same time, Nuwa did not forget her previous promise.
With a solemn expression, she pointed to the Kunpeng standing with his hands behind his back and addressed the humans below: "This is the Kunpeng Ancestor, who has guided you through your confusion and provided the foundation for your destiny. From this day forward, you shall all revere him as your Holy Teacher!"
The humans, being simple and honest, immediately turned around and kowtowed to the Kunpeng again upon hearing this: "Greetings, Holy Master! May the Holy Master enjoy eternal bliss!"
As the two greetings fell, the auspicious clouds of merit in the heavens finally reached their peak.
"boom-!!!"
A beam of Xuanhuang merit light, ten or even a hundred times larger than the one Kunpeng created for the Asura Clan, poured down like a dam bursting in the Milky Way!
This is truly immeasurable merit! It is the greatest merit since the beginning of time!
The pillar of merit light split into three in mid-air.
The largest portion, a full 60%, unsurprisingly entered Nuwa's body.
"Buzz"
Under the wash of this massive amount of merit, the primordial purple energy in Nuwa's brow instantly dissolved and completely merged with her primordial spirit.
The obsession that had been trapped within her body, which she could never sever, now fell away on its own like melting snow. Then, the three bodies merged back into one, returning her to her original form!
A terrifying holy might, supreme, transcendent, and regarding all things as ants, erupted from Nuwa!
Heaven and earth rejoice together, and all spirits kneel in worship.
Golden lotuses sprang from the ground, and flowers rained down from the sky.
The sage has returned to his rightful place!
The first Heavenly Dao Saint of the Primordial World is born!
Under this holy might, even Emperor Jun and Taiyi, who were far away in the Thirty-Third Heaven, or the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the Pangu Palace, felt a tremor from the depths of their souls and had to lower their noble heads to show their respect.
The second portion of merit, about thirty percent, transformed into a golden bridge and landed on Kunpeng.
Kunpeng accepted it calmly, but did not use it to improve his cultivation. Instead, he poured it all into the golden wheel of merit that had been there before his head.
"Buzzing—"
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The already dazzling golden wheel underwent a qualitative change after absorbing 30% of the merits of creating humans.
The golden light subsided, transforming into a tangible purple-gold halo.
This is not only a symbol of merit, but also a protective charm that even saints find difficult to deal with!
Untainted by all laws, untouched by cause and effect!
Even a sage who wants to take action against Kunpeng must first consider whether he can withstand the backlash of destroying the great merit of education, and whether he will be punished by the Heavenly Dao!
The last ten percent of merit fell into the long-withered innate gourd vine.
"Snapped!"
The withered vines, though reborn in spring, did not sprout. Instead, they transformed into a dark yellow color, radiating a powerful pressure that made the human soul tremble.
The Creation Whip!
The treasure of merit gained after tomorrow!
"This item is mine now."
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Kunpeng calmly reached out and put the Creation Whip into his sleeve in front of Nuwa, who had just become a saint and whose power was overwhelming.
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.
Nuwa, who had just attained sainthood, was surrounded by holy light, and her beautiful eyes were filled with Daoist charm. As she looked at Kunpeng's calm movements, a strange feeling arose in her heart.
According to common sense, everyone below a sage is an ant.
She is now a saint, high above all others, while Kunpeng, no matter how strong, is only a quasi-saint.
She originally intended to take this opportunity to slightly display the majesty of a sage, to give this senior brother who had once made her suffer a setback a warning, and to let him know who the true ruler of the primordial world was now.
but----
When her gaze fell upon Kunpeng, she found that she couldn't see through him at all!
The tangible golden wheel of merit behind her head made her wary.
The slaying spear hidden in her sleeve, ready to strike at any moment, caused her a stinging pain in her primordial spirit.
The faint phantom images of the Thirty-Six Heavens Worlds that appeared around her made her feel a terrifying power that was enough to withstand a casual strike from a saint!
"This boy—his power is already established; we must not act rashly."
Nuwa felt a chill run down her spine and instantly abandoned her arrogance and disdain as a saint.
She knew that the demon master in front of her was no longer an existence that could be measured by ordinary quasi-saints, but a true chess player, a giant who was qualified to sit on equal footing with saints!
"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for helping me attain enlightenment."
Nuwa restrained her divine might, revealing a gentle smile on her face. She did not put on any airs of a saint, but instead bowed slightly to Kunpeng, showing respect as an equal: "Nuwa will remember the cause and effect of today."
This gesture is not only an acknowledgment of Kunpeng's strength, but also an affirmation of his crucial role in this meritorious act of creating humans.
Seeing this, Kunpeng returned the greeting and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is too kind. Let's each follow our own path."