I'm In Heaven, I Just Want To Work Overtime

Chapter 47: Monster Sovereign Attains Dao, Nüwa Creates Humans

"Nüwa Junior Sister, welcome to Shouyang Mountain. I am delighted!" Xia Yi greeted her.

"I apologize for the sudden intrusion, please don't mind, Fellow Daoist Luo Hou," Nüwa Daoist replied.

After some pleasantries, once the host and guest were seated, Nüwa Daoist spoke, "Brother from ten thousand years ago said that I would be the first to achieve enlightenment. I wonder if it was a joke or..."

Xia Yi laughed and said, "Of course it wasn't a false claim!"

Nüwa Daoist's face showed a pleasant surprise, and she quickly stood up and clasped her hands, saying, "Please teach me, Brother!"

In the past ten thousand years, her strength had progressed rapidly, reaching the Late Stage of "Quasi-Saint." However, she had always been clueless about the legendary realm of "Saint." The words Luo Hou had said back then were deeply engraved in her heart and couldn't be erased. Unfortunately, Luo Hou had disappeared without a trace.

Because of this, she personally went to Kunlun Mountain, begging the Three Pure Ones to deduce his whereabouts. However, the result she obtained sank her heart to the bottom of the sea. But she didn't expect Luo Hou to reappear in the Blood Sea and display his might by annihilating the Lord of the Underworld.

Unable to bear it any longer, Nüwa Daoist immediately came to Pangu Hall to seek guidance.

"Among the three hundred guests of the Purple Heaven Palace back then, only Junior Sister Nüwa comprehended the true meaning of creation. Isn't that obvious?" Xia Yi smiled.

"Creation..." Nüwa Daoist murmured to herself, falling into contemplation.

"Since the opening of the Primordial Era, the various races have competed. First, there were the three-legged dragons, phoenixes, and qilins vying for supremacy, wanting to become the sole divine race of heaven and earth. Then came the Monster Race, Witch Clan, and Demon Race, who have been waging wars year after year, also aspiring to unify the Three Realms. But are these races truly suitable to become the protagonists of heaven and earth?" Xia Yi straightforwardly brought up the topic.

He had considered making the Witch Clan the protagonist of this world. However, the Witch Clan was belligerent, fierce, and brutal. If they were to unify the Three Realms, they would undoubtedly exploit and oppress the various races, which would be detested by the Heavenly Dao. After much thought, it seemed that only the Human Clan could assume the role of the protagonist of heaven and earth, whether in this world or the Primordial Main World.

"Creation, creating races..." Nüwa Daoist's eyes became increasingly clear. "My Dao has been achieved!"

"Thank you, Brother, for your guidance!" Nüwa Daoist solemnly bowed to Xia Yi.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for such formality. My Dao might still rely on Junior Sister," Xia Yi smiled and accepted the bow.

Afterward, Nüwa Daoist couldn't wait any longer and left immediately. Upon returning to Zhoushan, she secluded herself to contemplate the path to enlightenment.

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Yao Court.

"Big Brother, look, Luo Hou actually used fire to burn the Blood Sea. Even if the Three Pure Ones joined forces, they wouldn't be able to do it. Could it be that he has become a Saint?" Donghuang Taiyi worriedly said.

"It's unlikely. If Luo Hou had become a Saint, he wouldn't have spent so much time burning the Blood Sea. However, even if he isn't a Saint, he's not far from it!" Emperor Jun's expression was equally grave.

They had originally thought that the greatest enemy dominating the Primordial Era was the Demon Cult created by the Lord of the Underworld. Little did they know that the Witch Clan had risen to power ten thousand years ago, forming a trend of three powers vying for supremacy. Although the Witch Clan was the weakest among the three races, Monster Race and Demon Race never dared to make a move against the Witch Clan because of Luo Hou's relationship.

When news of Luo Hou's death and disappearance spread, Donghuang Taiyi, with his impulsive nature, wanted to personally attack Shouyang Mountain. However, Emperor Jun, who was experienced in strategy, stopped him at the critical moment, allowing the Lord of the Underworld to become the scapegoat.

The result was burned to ashes, all power extinguished, a truly tragic outcome.

"So how should our Monster Race advance into the Primordial Continent? That Luo Hou is not an easy opponent. If we provoke him, we might end up fighting against the Yao Court!"

Although Dong Huang Taiyi was warlike and had the "Innate Treasure" Chaos Bell protecting him, he knew that he was probably no match for Luo Hou.

Just as the two were in distress, purple qi suddenly filled the sky for hundreds of miles, revealing a Daoist figure in the midst of it. The Daoist was dressed in Taiji Daoist robes, ethereal and elusive, like a phantom.

Emperor Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi were greatly shocked and immediately knelt down, saying, "Greetings, Dao Ancestor!"

"You two have a deep foundation and are destined to have a connection with me. Therefore, I will bestow upon you the Primordial Violet Qi as the foundation for your path to becoming saints!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and two hazy and indescribably precious purple qi rushed into the bodies of the two Monster Sovereigns.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor!"

Dong Huang Taiyi and Emperor Jun were overjoyed. It was only after the lecture at the Purple Heaven Palace that they learned the significance of the six seats and regretted going so late.

They never expected that Dao Ancestor would personally manifest and bestow the Primordial Violet Qi upon them.

This made the two of them feel dazed and almost lose their Dao hearts.

Soon after, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, along with the purple qi that filled the sky, disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

Dong Huang Taiyi and Emperor Jun also ordered the withdrawal of their monster soldiers and focused on seclusion, comprehending the Primordial Violet Qi in order to seek the path to becoming saints.

For a while, peace was restored in the Three Realms.

Mount Zhou.

Daoist Nuwa emerged from seclusion, and a vast Great Dao of creation spread throughout the Eight Wastes and Six Harmonies.

At this moment, all the Innate divine beings in the Primordial Continent felt a connection.

Mount Kunlun.

Daoist Taiqing sighed, "It seems that Luo Hou was right. Among the three hundred guests at the Purple Heaven Palace, Sister Nuwa was the first to become a saint. I just don't know where our paths lie."

Daoist Tongtian immediately spoke, "Didn't Luo Hou say that the opportunity for us to achieve the Dao lies with Sister Nuwa?"

"Third brother, you actually took Luo Hou's words as a decree? It was just a coincidence!" Daoist Yuanshi snorted coldly.

Daoist Tongtian's expression was somewhat displeased, but he did not show it.

Mount Xumi in the Western Region.

Jieyin and Zhun Ti, two Daoists, exchanged glances, their faces filled with distress.

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First, Daoist Nuwa took out the soil she obtained from the gourd vine, the Nine Heavens Soil, and placed it in a precious cauldron.

Then she poured in the Three Lights Divine Water and stirred them together.

After a while, she took out a steel needle, pricked her finger, and a drop of bright red blood flowed out, radiating a divine aura.

The blood drop fell and mixed with the mud and water in the cauldron.

Finally, Nuwa took a piece of the mud and molded it into her own likeness, kneading and shaping it in her hands until it became a small doll-like figure.

She placed this small figure on the ground and blew a breath of air.

Strangely enough, this mud-made little person immediately came to life and transformed into a young girl with snow-white jade feet and a graceful figure.

After the girl was born, she knelt down on the ground and said, "Mother Goddess!"

Daoist Nuwa looked at the creature she had created with great joy and immediately molded another piece of mud.

This time, the mud figure was a sturdy and resolute-looking man. He also knelt down on the ground and called out, "Mother Goddess!"

She continued to create hundreds of mud figures, and even Nuwa's forehead began to sweat.

But to create a race, there had to be tens of thousands of living beings.

Thinking of this, she reached into the Innate gourd vine, dipped it into the cauldron, and collected a lot of mud and water before flicking it.

The mud droplets fell and transformed into human beings.

These human beings were not as talented as the first batch that Nuwa personally molded, but they were the first Heavenly Human Race and would achieve extraordinary accomplishments in the future.

In a short time, tens of thousands of people appeared in this area, creating a lively scene.

(End of this chapter)