The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 101 - 47 Nuwa Creates Humans and Eventually Becomes a Saint (Part 2)

Chapter 101: Chapter 47 Nuwa Creates Humans and Eventually Becomes a Saint (Part 2)

Within an hour, the two arrived at Zixiao Palace. Just as they were about to knock, the palace gate suddenly swung open. Hao Tian peeked out, and upon seeing them, hurriedly stepped forward to greet them with a bow, "Hao Tian pays respects to the two Fellow Daoists! The Master has been waiting inside the palace for a long time!"

Nuwa, her heart filled with urgency, did not bother with pleasantries and stepped into Zixiao Palace. Li Qingming, however, took out two Spirit Fruits from his robes and handed them to Hao Tian, saying, "Thank you for letting us know, Fellow Daoist!"

Hao Tian joyfully accepted the fruits, clear in his mind as if it were a mirror. If it weren’t for the Tao Ancestor Hong Jun, he, Hao Tian, would be less than nothing. He quickly bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for the generous gift, Fellow Daoist!"

Li Qingming waved his hand nonchalantly and followed Nuwa through the palace gate. As he lifted his gaze, he saw Hong Jun lounging loosely on the high dais, his aura ethereal, merging with the entire Zixiao Palace, without a trace leaking out.

Seeing Nuwa had already prostrated on the ground, Li Qingming stepped forward to salute, "Your disciple, Li Qingming, pays respects to Master!"

Hong Jun’s expression remained indifferent, his eyes half-open, he spoke faintly, "No need for such formalities!" Afterward, he remained silent and continued his feigned slumber on the high dais.

Nuwa’s heart was as if tormented by thousands of cat’s claws, unbearable. Seeing Hong Jun ignoring everything and resting with closed eyes, she became extremely anxious. Having no other recourse, she stepped forward, knelt down, and saluted, "Master, your disciple has now realized the path of attaining Dao, yet I always find myself close but unable to cross the final threshold. May I inquire as to why?"

Hong Jun’s eyes lifted slightly to glance at Nuwa and said, "Creating humans is easy, but it’s difficult to find good soil and water!"

Nuwa’s bright eyes shone, as she suddenly looked up and asked, "Dare I ask Master, what do you mean by this?"

Hong Jun casually glanced at Li Qingming and said, "The secrets of Heaven are complex. Creating humans requires good soil and good water to accomplish great deeds!"

Nuwa continued to ask, "Where can I find good soil, and where can I search for good water?"

Hong Jun closed his eyes for a long while, then opened them and said, "The soil is in Buzhou, but the water is both far on the horizon and close at hand!" He said, giving Li Qingming a meaningful glance.

Nuwa didn’t need any further explanation to understand the mystery within. She turned her hopeful and pleading gaze toward Li Qingming, her eyes brimming with longing, making her appeal hard to refuse.

Li Qingming, too, was very eager for the appearance of the Human Clan and thus said, "I have some Three Light Divine Water here, could Master Uncle make use of it?"

Nuwa’s face showed a look of pleasant surprise and said, "For this kindness of gifting water, I am very grateful to you, Fellow Daoist!"

Li Qingming took out the Three Light Divine Water and shared half with Nuwa. Then as if suddenly remembering something, he said, "As for good soil! Master Uncle, I’ve heard that the Earth Ancestor Qi of Ancestor Witch Hou Tu, being of the earth attribute, might have some good soil!"

Hearing this, Nuwa promptly got up to take her leave and headed straight for the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Li Qingming watched as Nuwa’s graceful figure disappeared into the distance and suddenly sighed, inwardly saying, "Sister Hou Tu, you must remember my words. The Nine Heavens Breath Soil can only be lent, not easily given to others!"

Afterward, Li Qingming also bid farewell to Hong Jun and descended from Primordial, quietly waiting for Nuwa in a small valley on Mount Buzhou.

Speaking of which, Nuwa went straight to the Ancestral Witch Hall upon descending from Primordial. Before she even reached the Ancestral Witch Hall, she was stopped by a group of robust Witch Tribe men. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

"Halt, Fellow Daoist, please! This is the sacred land of the Witch Tribe, outsiders are not allowed to enter our territory!"

The man who spoke was holding a weapon resembling a Fangtian Halberd, with thick eyebrows, large eyes, a broad back and a robust frame, his rough face exuding an unparalleled ferocity. It was the Great Witch Xingtian!

Nuwa frowned at these burly men blocking her way and said, "My name is Nuwa, I have an urgent matter to discuss with your Ancestor Witch Hou Tu!"

Xingtian looked at Nuwa skeptically, then called a Little Witch over, whispered some instructions, and himself ran back to the Ancestral Witch Hall to report this matter.

After what was merely the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Xingtian rushed back, puffing like a streak of smoke, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, Ancestor Witch invites you! Please, follow me!"

With that, he led Nuwa toward the Ancestral Witch Hall.

"Ancestor Witch, I’ve brought Fellow Daoist Nuwa!" Xingtian knelt on one knee inside the Ancestral Witch Hall and announced respectfully.

"Good, you may leave now!" Signaling Xingtian to exit the hall.

Hou Tu descended from her phoenix throne and beckoned Nuwa to sit down, smiling and asking, "I wonder why Sister Nuwa has sought out Hou Tu for what important matter?"

"Sister Houtu, do you by chance have any object of utmost earthiness and heaviness?" Nuwa eagerly desired to know the outcome and asked directly.

Houtu, puzzled, inquired, "Sister, what do you mean by this?"

Nuwa did not hide her intentions, saying, "This object is key to my achieving enlightenment. If you truly have it, sister, I am willing to exchange anything for it!"

Suddenly, Nuwa remembered the piece of Nine Heavens Breath Soil that Li Qingming had given her thousands of years ago and blurted out, "Yes, I do have something called the Nine Heavens Breath Soil. This object is the culmination of all the purest earthen elements in the world..."

Just as Houtu was about to continue with "If Sister needs it, I shall give it to you!", a flash of insight reminded her of Li Qingming’s warning that "this object can only be borrowed, not given", and she stopped herself. Shifting the topic, she said, "However, I have already refined this object into my primordial element, and if Sister wants it, it’ll be quite troublesome!"

Upon hearing this, Nuwa’s complexion turned dark and dim, her voice became harsh as she said, "No need to worry, sister, I will just look for something else!"

Seeing the forlorn look on Nuwa’s face, Houtu chuckled and said, "Sister, it’s not that there’s no way! With the use of a divine skill, I can indeed summon and utilize the Nine Heavens Breath Soil."

"Really!" A gleam of excitement sparkled in Nuwa’s eyes, and she remembered something that made her leap joyfully, saying, "This matter indeed requires your assistance, sister!" Without another word, she took Houtu’s hand and hurried towards the eastern valley of Mount Buzhou.

The two of them halted at the edge of a lake and immediately spotted Li Qingming.

Overcome with excitement, Houtu’s eyes turned into crescent moons, and she was about to fling herself into Li Qingming’s embrace. However, she was telepathically told by Li Qingming to not be overly affectionate.

Feeling displeased, Houtu pouted and inwardly cursed Li Qingming.

"Master Uncle, was your journey smooth?" Li Qingming feigned concern while asking Nuwa, then, as if he had seen some astonishing item, exaggeratedly greeted Houtu, "Oh? Isn’t this Fellow Daoist Houtu? It’s been over a thousand years since our parting at Zixiao Palace. How have you been, Fellow Daoist?"

Annoyed, Houtu turned her head away, ignoring Li Qingming, yet inside she was rolling with laughter, "Hmph, bad Brother Ming, Nuwa Sister must be so confused! Teehee!"

As expected, Nuwa looked suspiciously at the two, her expression full of surprise.

Li Qingming feigned embarrassment, reddening his face before saying to Nuwa, "Master Uncle, let’s get started!"

Nuwa, once reminded by Li Qingming, suddenly came to a realization. She turned to Houtu and said, "Sister, I’ll have to trouble you once more!"

"Hehe!" A captivating smile adorned Houtu’s face, her pearly white teeth gleamed, her lips were vibrant, and her eyes shimmered like autumn waters, not a single flaw to be found. Houtu gently parted her lips, breathing out fragrantly, "Just wait a moment, sister!"

After speaking, Houtu stroked her sleeves, moved with grace like a celestial flower in the breeze, her divine body radiating a fragrant aroma, her skin luminescent, her hair shiny and black. With her hands outstretched high and low, flipping and fluttering like colorful butterflies dancing in the air, she suddenly let out a sharp command, "Earth Ancestor Qi, manifest!"

"Crack!"

The crisp thundering noise echoed throughout the valley, a palm-sized patch of earthy yellow material appeared before the three of them.

Looking at Houtu, her face was as pale as paper, drenched in fragrant sweat, her chest rhythmically heaving.

After catching her breath, Houtu finally gasped for air, saying, "Sister, this is the Nine Heavens Breath Soil!"

Nuwa gently grasped Houtu’s delicate hand, then looked at the palm-sized substance. Somewhat incredulously, she remarked, "This is the Nine Heavens Breath Soil? It’s barely the size of a palm, how am I supposed to create a race with it?"

Li Qingming chuckled upon hearing this and said to Nuwa, "Master Uncle, you’re not aware! This Nine Heavens Breath Soil is the heaviest and purest substance between Heaven and Earth, a single grain of it can grow to the size of mountains. This piece is more than enough for Master Uncle’s use!"

Nuwa’s cheeks flushed with a rosy tint at these words, she gently nodded her head, her hands continuing their work.

She took a grain of Nine Heavens Breath Soil and mixed it with the soil, quickly the dirt grew to the size of a small hill. Nuwa then flicked a few drops of Three Light Divine Water onto the small hill, illuminating it with a luminescent blue light. Instantly, it softened.

Nuwa broke off a piece of the softened earth and shaped it intently to resemble her own form. After a short while, a woman appeared before them.

She continued shaping several more women, then suddenly glanced at Li Qingming, pondering, "All things contain Yin and embrace Yang; the interaction of Yin and Yang is the ultimate principle of all things, and only through Yin Yang balance can life flourish endlessly."

Thus, Nuwa fashioned a man in the image of Li Qingming, repeating the process. She shaped four or five men and women each before finally stopping.