Styx Aims to Imitate Nuwa in Creating Life

Throughout the primordial world, the aftershocks of humanity's awakening spread, and those quasi-saints who had been lying in wait for a long time, seeking breakthroughs, all began to move.

Northern Sea

The Kunpeng Ancestor opened his eyes from his seclusion. His eyes were like lightning, piercing through the endless seawater and looking towards the direction of Mount Buzhou.

"Humanity..." he murmured to himself, his voice icy. "That old man Hongyun caused me to lose the foundation for becoming a saint. If I don't avenge this, I, Kunpeng, swear I will never be a Kun again."

As a top-tier Quasi-Saint in the primordial world, Kunpeng had always harbored a deep resentment. He was originally the first to arrive at Zixiao Palace during the sermon, but Hongyun yielded his place to Zhunti, resulting in the loss of his meditation cushion and his chance to become a Saint. Now, with the awakening of humanity and the emergence of a new Saintly position, his long-dormant heart has been stirred once more.

"But how can I obtain the Saintly position of Humanity?" Kunpeng frowned in thought. "Humanity has only just awakened, and its rules are not yet clear. Nuwa became a saint by creating humans; how can I emulate her? Should I also create a race?"

Thinking of this, Kunpeng shook his head and chuckled. Creating life was no easy task. Nuwa possessed the Dao of Creation, and with the aid of supreme treasures such as the Nine Heavens Breath Soil and the Three Lights Divine Water, she successfully created humans. Although he himself was also at the peak of Quasi-Saint, he lacked the ability to create.

"Perhaps, it's time to make a trip to the human race." Kunpeng's eyes flickered. "Since the path of humanity is based on the human race, perhaps the opportunity to become a saint lies within the human race."

Longevity Hill, Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun sat facing each other, with ginseng fruits on the table in front of them, but no one touched them.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, now that humanity has emerged, what will you do? Of the seven strands of Primordial Purple Qi bestowed by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, six have already become saints, but you alone possess Primordial Purple Qi yet have no direction for attaining the Dao."

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi was very worried about the life of his old friend.

Many powerful beings in the prehistoric world have now turned their attention to Hongyun, after all, those six are all disciples of Hongjun, and they have all become saints.

Hongyun was merely a contemporary of theirs, yet he possessed the Primordial Purple Qi, naturally making many people envious.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, do not worry." Hongyun waved his hand, his expression calm. "Although I do not have a clear method for attaining the Dao, I will not easily hand over the Primordial Purple Qi to others." Zhen Yuanzi sighed. "The primordial world is currently in turmoil, and many Quasi-Saints are coveting this last wisp of Primordial Purple Qi. Although we are friends, I cannot protect you at all times. Moreover, back then in Zixiao Palace, you yielded your position to Zhunti, creating karma and losing the opportunity for a Sainthood. Now that the Sainthood of the Human Path has reopened, will you strive for it?"

Hongyun shook his head with a wry smile: "I am a carefree immortal who dislikes strife. My abdication back then was out of kindness, not wanting to be drawn into this struggle for the throne. Now that humanity has been established, its own destiny will prevail, why should I force it?"

"But..." Zhen Yuanzi hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Hongyun waved his hand: "Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, there's no need to worry about me. It's you who, possessing the Book of Earth and controlling the earth's veins, are deeply connected to the Dao of Earth. Now that the Human Dao has been established, the awakening of the Dao of Earth is likely not far off. Instead of scheming for a position as a Saint of the Human Dao, you should wait for the Dao of Earth to emerge; perhaps you can then attain the venerable position of a Saint of the Dao of Earth..."

Deep in the sea of ​​blood, the River Styx

Blood waves surged, with countless Blood God Children rising and falling within them. Styx sat cross-legged on a futon, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

"The Sea of ​​Blood will never dry up, the River Styx will never die," he muttered to himself, "but without becoming a saint, one is still just an ant. The Heavenly Dao has a limited number of saintly positions, and that old man Hongjun favors the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa. Those two shameless scoundrels in the West also obtained saintly positions, but I was left out!"

Styx was filled with resentment. His strength had been greatly diminished. Even with the help of the endless Blood God Child in the Blood Sea, he had only managed to recover to the early stage of Quasi-Saint after tens of thousands of years, thanks to a high-grade innate spiritual treasure.

"Now that humanity has been reborn, the path to sainthood has reopened!" A bloodthirsty light flashed in Styx's eyes. "I might as well emulate Nuwa and create a race. Although this may not please the Heavenly Dao, the rebirth of humanity might offer a chance!"

He pondered in his heart that if he could gain the approval of humanity, he might be able to become a saint. But how? Should he learn from Nuwa and use the merit of creating humans to communicate with humanity? But how should he create them himself...?

Just as Styx was troubled, he suddenly saw a soul drift past him.

Ah!

Isn't this just readily available material?

Thus, the Styx began capturing the souls wandering above the Sea of ​​Blood, preparing to experiment and create a new race.

Although Xuanbao has captured most of the souls in the Blood Sea, countless lives die in the prehistoric world at all times. As the sewers of the prehistoric world, the Blood Sea naturally gathers these souls, so there are simply too many souls to capture in the Blood Sea.

At the same time, the Three Pure Ones sensed this new holy power and their expressions varied.

Lao Tzu stroked his beard, a flash of enlightenment appearing in his eyes: "The Way of Man is not the Way of Heaven; its power originates from the will of all living beings. It is quite interesting that my junior sister Nuwa achieved sainthood through this."

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned and said, "This kind of commotion will probably alarm quite a few people."

The Tongtian Sect Leader laughed, "So what? Why should we, the Three Pure Ones, care about the opinions of others? These 129,600 children... cough, since the humans call us father, that's fate." He paused, then looked at Xuanbao, "But you, boy, being recognized as father by both the humans and us at the same time, how do you feel about that?"

Xuanbao: ...

"How should I see it? I'll sit and watch."

Xuanbao shook his head with a wry smile: "I don't know either. I just have a feeling..."

To be honest, Xuanbao is quite embarrassed right now. He didn't expect that by getting involved, he would become the father of the human race. Isn't this indirectly saying that he is his own ancestor...?

Nuwa slowly opened her eyes, her holy light subsiding, her aura drastically changed. She not only achieved sainthood in the human realm, but also seized this opportunity to unify her three bodies, perfecting her Dao of Creation and leaping into the realm of the Primordial Golden Immortal. Her fifth-level saintly cultivation instantly revealed many mysteries of heaven and earth to her.

Nuwa naturally sensed the impending mandate of humanity. She looked at the Three Pure Ones: "Humanity is newly established, its foundation is not yet stable, and it needs the assistance of sages. Since you three senior brothers are destined for humanity, would you be willing to…?"

Before he could finish speaking, Laozi shook his head and smiled, "We appreciate your kindness, Junior Sister. However, the path we, the Three Pure Ones, follow is our own path, not bound by the human path. We hope you will take care of the human affairs yourself."

Yuanshi nodded: "The position of sainthood in the human realm should be reserved for the one who truly aligns with it."

The Tongtian Sect Leader laughed and said, "That's right! Besides, I founded the Human Sect, so we should work together."

Everyone laughed.

Xuanbao seemed to be deep in thought: "The position of Saint of Humanity... I'm reminded of someone."

Nuwa's eyes flickered slightly: "You mean..."

"Senior Fuxi," Xuanbao said slowly, "was originally a primordial deity, proficient in divination, etiquette, and music, and also your elder brother, sister. If we're talking about educating humanity and laying the foundation for civilization, who else could it be but him?"

Upon hearing this, the Three Pure Ones all nodded in agreement.

Nuwa's eyes revealed a complex expression: "My brother... is indeed suitable. However, he is currently still among the demon race and holds the position of Emperor Xi..."

Before the words were finished, a clear and melodious zither tune suddenly drifted from the distant horizon.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure coming from the east on clouds. It was Fuxi! He was dressed in plain robes, holding the Fuxi Qin (a type of zither), and there were no demon clan entourage behind him, only a boy accompanying him.

"Brother!" Nuwa exclaimed in surprise.

Fuxi landed in front of Nuwa, his eyes filled with joy and emotion: "My sister has become a saint, and I have come to congratulate you."

He gazed at the 129,600 humans, a strange light shining in his eyes: "The wonders of creation are truly astounding. These newly born humans... are extraordinary."

Fuxi then looked at the Three Pure Ones and Xuanbao, and bowed respectfully: "Fellow Daoists, Xuanbao, thank you for protecting my sister."

Laozi returned the greeting: "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, your arrival is timely."

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