txolops Chapter 51 Nuwa Creates Humans
Chapter 51 Nuwa Creates Humans
Nuwa moved to the banks of the Yellow River and took out a large ball of Nine Heavens Breath Soil from her sleeve.
Then, she divided the Breath Soil into three small portions, and handed them to Taibai and the other two along with a little Three Lights Divine Water, instructing them:
"By mixing this fertile soil with ordinary soil and shaping it, it can bear the weight of creation."
"If you can develop a strong physique, I will then enlighten you with spiritual potential."
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Uncle!"
Taibai looked at the Breath of Earth in his hand and was thrilled. He hadn't expected Nuwa to be so generous.
Xiao Hei and Qingmu, standing to the side, were even more flattered.
From the moment they met, Nuwa didn't even glance at them.
The two never expected that a powerful being like Nuwa would bestow upon them the Nine Heavens Breath Soil.
However, although Nuwa asked Taibai to mix some yellow clay, he did not want to do as Nuwa said.
He knew that the Nine Heavens Breath Soil was a primordial spiritual object, and if it could be shaped using pure Breath Soil...
The resulting body will surely rival that of the innate deities, making it sufficient to serve as the guardian of the future human race.
The problem now is that he is not really good at "creating people from clay".
Those crooked, inhuman clay figurines from before are clear evidence of this.
While the three were still pondering, Nuwa had already begun.
She used her magical power to lift a small ball of Heavenly Soil, a few drops of Three Lights Divine Water, and a handful of Yellow River mud from the air, and slowly merged them together in front of her.
The moment the water and soil blended together, a crisp "pop" sound was heard.
Immediately afterwards, the mass of matter seemed to come alive.
It flowed and merged in Nuwa's palm, eventually transforming into a lump of delicate mud with an amber luster.
She carefully picked up a small piece with her index finger and thumb and placed it in her palm.
The Daoist principles of creation flowed from her fingertips, condensing into an invisible yet exquisite carving knife.
She began to knead, her movements initially a little awkward and tentative, but she quickly became familiar with it.
Nuwa first created a rounded outline, which was the head;
Then, with a light touch of the fingertip, the contours of the eye socket and bridge of the nose were defined...
The soil grew in her palms, on her shoulders, arms, chest, abdomen, legs...
In less than an hour, Nuwa successfully created the first human.
The first human race, created by Nuwa herself, appeared exquisite and perfect.
But his eyes were empty and lifeless, like a perfectly formed vessel, waiting for that spark of life.
Nuwa bent down and gently breathed on the serene face of the clay sculpture.
It was a wisp of aura containing Nuwa's original spiritual essence, mixed with a trace of her own bloodline, which was gently blown into that hollow body.
At that moment, the clay sculpture trembled suddenly, and a faint golden halo appeared at the location of its heart.
Immediately afterwards, the light spread rapidly, flowing throughout the clay figure's body along the invisible meridians.
Where the light flowed, the stiff, earthy color quickly faded, transforming into vibrant, life-giving skin.
The faint blue veins were visible underneath, and a very light flush appeared on her cheeks.
At that moment, the chest of the first human began to rise and fall silently for the first time.
Beneath tightly closed eyelids, the eyeballs trembled slightly.
A moment later, those eyes opened.
The initial gaze was a primordial chaos, reflecting the figure of Nuwa and the boundless sky.
A fleeting look of confusion crossed his eyes, quickly replaced by pure curiosity and the bewilderment of a newborn.
She looked at Nuwa, and an innate attachment made her lips tremble slightly, uttering a muffled syllable.
As Nuwa looked at the first human she had created, an unprecedented warmth gently washed over her.
"Isolated yin cannot grow, solitary yang cannot be born; where there is yin, there should also be yang."
Then, she picked up the magic soil again and, in the same way, sculpted a male form.
Taibai watched quietly from the side, and before he knew it, he was lost in a state of indescribable bewilderment.
That was not a spiritual enlightenment, but rather an instinctive feeling stemming from my previous life as a "human".
Having witnessed the Virgin Mary creating man from clay and experienced this groundbreaking myth becoming a reality, how could his heart not be filled with turmoil?
"Sir, what are you thinking about? Why are you so engrossed?"
Xiao Hei's voice suddenly rang out, bringing him back from his reverie.
With a sly grin, Xiao Hei approached Taibai, then tilted his body and pulled out a meticulously sculpted dragon-shaped clay figurine from behind his back. It was lifelike, with clearly defined whiskers and claws.
"Master, how do you think I've done here? Is it impressive enough? Does it have the grandeur of the First Emperor?"
If one could enlighten it, it might even become a powerful figure in the future.
Taibai stared at the lifelike dragon statue, then looked at the shapeless lump of Breath Soil in his hand, and a sense of imbalance welled up in his heart.
He raised his hand and gave Xiao Hei a tap on the forehead.
"You think you're so great? Come on, make one for me too. If I'm not satisfied, you know what the consequences will be."
Taibai handed the Breath Soil to Xiaohei, and then walked to Qingmu's side.
Aoki was completely unaware that Taibai was right behind him, still meticulously sculpting the clay in his hands.
He shaped it almost entirely with the Heavenly Breath Soil, adding only a very small amount of ordinary soil, and also slowly infused the mud with the few strands of spiritual energy he had treasured in the past.
It was a clay sculpture of a wolf with wings on its back and sharp claws and teeth, majestic and awe-inspiring, with exquisite details, clearly showing that a lot of effort had been put into it.
At the moment the clay sculpture was successfully shaped, Aoki incorporated all his understanding of the Dao into the sculpture.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Aoki, you're creating something extraordinary. Wouldn't it be better to use these things to improve your cultivation?"
Taibai's voice suddenly came from the side.
Aoki was startled upon hearing the voice, his movements halted, and he quickly rose and bowed to Taibai.
"My lord, you are wise. I am of shallow foundation and limited in my path, and I know that I am unlikely to achieve great things."
Now that this opportunity has presented itself, I think that if I can devote all my energy to creating a perfect life and giving it a better future, then I will not have failed in my mission.
Taibai looked at him and slowly said:
"Then continue. Your origin is not deep enough. Remember not to separate your own origin."
Li Bai gleaned a great deal from these words.
Aoki is usually quiet, but he harbors a subtle sense of inferiority.
At this moment, he poured all his resentment and anticipation into the clay sculpture in his hands.
Since I can't break through my own limitations, I'll strive to elevate what I create to a higher level.
As Taibai thought of Qingmu's loyalty over the years, a thought involuntarily arose in his mind:
Perhaps it's time to find a way to help him.
While he was pondering, Xiao Hei had already finished the clay sculpture in his hands.
Taibai wanted to find some fault, but when his gaze fell on the clay dragon, he found that it was both lifelike and exquisite, and he could not find any fault with it.
"Yes, I will ask my uncle to enlighten me later."
Taibai nodded, took the clay sculpture, and pointed to a spot on its forehead.
In an instant, five-colored light flowed out, and Taibai transferred the Five Elements Laws he had comprehended into it.
It also incorporates a pure and potent element of Geng metal, enhancing its offensive power.