Chapter 290: One family, one door; humanity spans all times and spaces

"Wuu… wuu… wuu…"

In a daze, Fengxi seemed to hear something rushing past.

At the same time, something wheel-like rolled over his face.

Nüwa created humans.

With a thousand viewers, there are a thousand interpretations of this matter.

The Wise Man perceives the Dao.

The Sage perceives benevolence.

Some conspirators speculate how many cheats the Sovereign Nüwa gave humanity.

Likewise, there are also gossipmongers… they think they've seen through some earth‑shaking secret hidden beneath the iceberg, knowing the private lives of top figures.

Like Fengxi, this guy who is valued by Nüwa and waiting to scatter coins later.

He then felt that he now had a deeper, more detailed understanding of his superior—this being personal matters outside of work, a side of the Sovereign Nüwa known to few.

This, there is no solid evidence.

But, it can be inferred through indirect indications.

Nüwa personally crafts the figurines… not just a superficial kind.

Thorough down to every detail, each part done conscientiously; the whole process flows smoothly, completed in one go with confidence.

Regarding the structure, function, and use of any organ, Nüwa claims second place in understanding humanity—who would dare claim first?

And humanity…

This is a race that distinguishes yin and yang, male and female.

So…

One must taste, savor it carefully.

"Nüwa, the big shot, is unfathomable—certainly not some naïve little white flower!"

Fengxi glanced askance, looking at the nearly completed humanity with a critical, rational, artistic eye; each human structure conforms to the laws of Honghuang heaven and earth, filled with profound mysteries.

Bones, muscles, blood, organs… every inch of flesh contains the marvelous spirit of creation.

Naturally, one then lifts heaven and earth, grasps yin and yang, exhales **qi, stands alone guarding the spirit, muscles unified… thus able to match the longevity of heaven and earth, endless.

Following the universe's reasoning, conforming to the rules of the Great Dao, with perfect harmony of body and spirit, coupled with that fully maxed perception… the first generation of humanity having such a foundation is hardly surprising.

Of course, these are merely minor details.

In Fengxi's eyes, racial foundations amount to nothing.

What truly moves him is that when myriad spirits are born into the world, they come naked… yet Nüwa continues to carve and mold the human figurines with a calm face, not blushing at all.

Even occasionally she casually shaves off a stroke or two where harmony is needed; this makes many Great Luo Heavenly Intent males' faces grim, and when they peek and watch, they dare not breathe heavily.

Faced with this scene, what could Fengxi possibly say?

"Indeed… Lady Nüwa cultivates the Way of Creation."

"This Dao encompasses all things… even at the entry level, it involves restructuring material qi and manifesting vital signs."

"On the skill tree, she's surely maxed out medicine—from theory to observation to fine research… not to mention, Her Majesty also cultivates culinary arts."

"For any race, any living being, in her eyes the functions of heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys are likely clearer than to the beings themselves…"

"Having seen so much, Lady Nüwa's theoretical knowledge reserves in certain fields will surely crush ninety‑nine percent of Great Luo beings in this world."

"Such a goddess—what is there she doesn't know?"

Fengxi rose with solemn respect.

He recalled some rash, wild talk.

—Someone wants to court Nüwa!

Also, don't even think about what her major is.

Is it something any Tom, Dick, or Harry can provoke?

Just based on Nüwa's Dao cultivation.

If she really set her mind to it, a casual glance at you would instantly trigger a virtual dissection in her mind—from part to whole, from detail to entirety—yielding all bodily data.

Alongside, she could attach a full diagnosis… where the body is weakest, most vulnerable, able to be killed with a single strike, performing a butcher's ox‑dissection.

And where sensation is most sensitive, special arts and supernatural powers can touch, making one experience life‑and‑death fluctuations.

Also, other things like endurance, length, depth… she'd casually toss over a prescription, sending off the plump troublemaker.

The more Fengxi thought, the more his mouth twitched.

Can't afford to provoke.

Really can't afford to provoke.

Fortunately, he never even thought of provoking.

Although he occasionally shows great loyalty, it's all for career advancement.

Anything else?

Absolutely not.

"Alas, if we reckon this way… among us male Great Luo, many suffer greatly!"

Fengxi gazed toward the direction of Fengqi Mountain.

There exists such a being who constantly associates with Nüwa, yet is eyed for his position and repeatedly challenged.

Although it's said that the Sovereign Nüwa is usually utterly proper, her conduct dignified and solemn, never out of line.

But, once she steps out of line?

She can definitely make someone lose face.

And that being, facing Nüwa who might employ dangerous conduct, can still hold the airs of an elder brother, firmly suppressing her… showing his ability.

Even though I'm watching closely, the present Nüwa is aloof, about to turn over and about to rise.

"Tsk, not one family, not entering one door."

"Siblings, siblings, actually none of them is easy‑going."

"Before Nüwa, no matter how thick the concealment, one is still stark naked……yet before Xihuang, how could it be any better?"

"Heavenly Secrets Calculation, Fuxi's Eight Trigrams stand alone through ancient times to the future……as long as he has the mind, any hidden privacy can be dug out."

"From secret conspiracies to bed‑wetting at age three……what dark history, in his eyes, is likely all laid bare."

"He can also be considered a snooper on personal thought and spiritual privacy."

"Moreover, compared to Nüwa, he appears even more terrifying……"

"Handling Nüwa professionally actually just takes being shameless——I'd dare go streaking, so why would I care about your data reporting?"

"As for Xihuang's mental persecution……to endure it, one's skin must be far thicker than before."

"……"

"Fengxi secretly gossiped in his heart about the top experts' private affairs."

"Of course, gossip is still gossip."

"To get him to say it……that would be absolutely unthinkable."

"That's purely living too comfortably."

"One day, when Nüwa has leisure, will she check the past recordings in the little treasury?"

"Oh la!"

"Fengxi can pretty much start considering his posthumous affairs."

"Hiss!"

"He drew in a deep breath of cool air, refreshing himself and dispelling stray thoughts."

"Afterward, he closely watched Nüwa's creation of humanity, while some procedural steps began."

"That mountain."

"That sea."

"At this moment they surged."

"Crack!"

"The mountain shattered, one huge stone after another breaking off and falling."

"Boom!"

"The sea waves surged, black spray striking the heavens."

"Hum!"

"Mountain and sea began to collide, began to merge."

"The Black One is the sea, the Yellow One is the mountain."

"When mountain and sea unite, Mysterious Yellow appears!"

"True Mysterious Yellow is the primordial substance of heaven and earth, a most precious special material."

"Only with it as a foundation can merit be perfectly borne."

"Finally."

"With Mysterious Yellow merit."

"This scene is magnificent."

"The Mysterious Yellow‑like gas‑like water substance surged, the formless merit merged in, causing it to emanate a golden radiance that hid its original color."

"Endless golden light left Fengxi dazed."

"Tycoon gold, tycoon gold……now he truly understood what tycoon gold is."

"Innumerable, indistinguishable……is this Lady Nüwa's wealth and property?"

"Fengxi was immensely envious."

"At that moment he conceived a wicked thought——he felt all that Mysterious Yellow merit should be his, to stuff straight into his pocket, heedless of Nüwa's orders!"

"Indeed."

"This thought was too intense."

"So intense that he seemed to have a nightmare, vaguely seeing a strange scene——his pocket holding an immeasurable amount of merit, yet one day Nüwa leapt out, chopped him down, and even rummaged through his corpse, turning him into a hard‑working porter."

"Am I just money‑crazy?"

"Fengxi smiled helplessly, easily breaking free from that fantasy, sighing, "Wealth truly moves the heart.""

"We Great Luo beings, in the eyes of countless immortals and gods, stand high above, seeming to find nothing rare."

"Divine gold, immortal materials, spiritual pills, treasures……all are like fleeting clouds."

"But that's only because we don't have this much Mysterious Yellow merit laid out before us."

"Fengxi sighed lightly and shook his head."

"Then, standing at the pinnacle of spacetime, overlooking the vast Honghuang, watching the moment Nüwa finished creating humanity, the corner of his mouth curled——"

"Go on!"

"He opened the gate."

"……"

"Nüwa fashioned humanity by hand, 129,600 in total, exactly the number of a yuanhui."

"But later she seemed to grow tired."

"So she switched to mass production."

"Figures are like that, after all."

With over 120,000 data reserves, there is also enough for Nüwa to freely combine and tinker with models.

Then.

She drew out a gourd vine, stained it with those Xuanhuang-colored smelting materials, and began to wield it freely.

The gourd vine, like a whip, lashed the void until it exploded, lashed time until it broke.

Nüwa, possessing supreme divine powers and boundless mana, her coverage and influence over endless spacetime are eternally self-sufficient.

Therefore, now when she wields the whip, her influence is also far-reaching.

The drizzled materials, aside from falling around this altar and turning into individual humans.

More fell into the river of time and the myriad worlds!

Even fell into the concept of the Great Dao, fell into the rules governing the natural evolution of all beings in heaven and earth.

That divine ability is beyond imagination.

Beyond the primordial Honghuang world, the endless timelines and cosmic heavens at this moment inexplicably gave rise to the existence of humanity……their spacetime is not fixed.

The Xuanhuang material, upon falling into the future, naturally arises from various coincidences.

Fell into the past?

The original history that had occurred must yield to Nüwa's will, spontaneously repairing and changing, incorporating the participation of the native humans.

Nüwa's power is terrifying!

It is actually granting the entire human race a trace of the Daluo quality, enabling them to evolve and be born across endless spacetime.

Of course, this is merely a bestowal, not pushing the human race into the Daluo realm.

Those humans born in the endless worlds, though they have been born, do not necessarily mean they can stand at the peak; they still need to strive on their own.

Some of them succeed, with humanity flourishing alone, surpassing all races.

But the vast majority fail, some living in dire straits, some though strong are not the sole protagonists of heaven and earth.

Possessing some Daluo traits, they traverse all worlds, present in the Myriad Heavens.

Yet they lack the manifestation of Daluo power, to be one with the Dao and execute heavenly law.

They need to strive unceasingly, to struggle, to strive.

Until finally, the entirety of human civilization stands in the eternal realm.

This is not easy.

Because this era has the Demon Race.

The Demon Race's representative—the Heavenly Court—is resisting!

Therefore, in the primordial Honghuang world, humanity currently cannot modify the most fundamental data, insert the human concept, reset the origin, and rightfully take the protagonists of heaven and earth.

Thus, they can only be born and fall around this altar on Mount Buzhou, encircling the altar, devoutly admiring and worshipping the radiant beings they see—Nüwa.

One after another, humans are born, bowing in worship, and their numbers keep increasing.

Until 480 million, Nüwa then ceased her work, no longer swinging the whip, and stopped creating humanity.

She stood on the altar, deeply looking around, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

There is anticipation, there is hesitation……various feelings overlapping.

Finally, they all turned into a sigh that shook the vast Honghuang.

At this moment, Nüwa is like a drama queen possessed, her acting skills in full swing.

"Is this the Great Dao?"

"I have understood."

"Today my merit participates in creation, shaping the race……"

Nüwa seems to be talking to herself.

But unexpectedly, her voice echoed throughout the entire Honghuang heaven and earth, striving to reach every being's ears.

You cannot help but hear it!

The dignity and tyranny of Daluo are fully manifested at this moment.

Let alone her being a peak figure of this level, even ordinary Daluo cannot obstruct or resist her; they can only let her put on a show there.

Nüwa's performance was very successful, achieving the goal of attracting all beings' attention, forcing them to listen to the Empress Nüwa's words.

"This race shall be called humanity."

The grandest advertising campaign unfolds.

Just looking at these, there is actually no problem at all.

——Isn't it just comprehending the Dao? Isn't it just creating a race?

What's the big deal?

Heaven and earth are supreme and just; they do not actively favor anyone, nor do they deliberately target anyone; having more or fewer races makes no special stir.

Does heaven and earth bestow blessings?

Does heaven send down strange colors?

Actually, there is none.

But if there truly were……it is likely that someone behind the scenes is manipulating it.

Just like——now!

"Boom!"

At the moment Nüwa formally announced the birth of humanity.

The heaven and earth……changed!

Endless golden light shimmered forth, draping the entire Honghuang in a splendid rosy veil.

The golden light, pouring down from an unknown height of spacetime, flowing through the world, finally like all rivers returning to the sea, surged toward Nüwa!

This scene shocked the world.

Not to mention the world.

Even the three thousand Great Luo are left speechless right now.

They know this is a show, they know Nüwa is working hard to promote, desperately flaunting merit to show off their wealth, thereby attracting profiteers to join in building humanity.

"But this... is too much!"

In the Heavenly Court, aside from Xihuang, all the Yao Emperors, Yao Marshals, and Yao Gods rose, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Nüwa, I know she's rich, but this is absurdly rich!"

Báizé's eye twitched, he let out a long sigh, feeling deeply moved.

"If only I had known..."

"If only I had known!"

"I would have just gone to the Wu Clan and hung out with her!"

"How could I be so dead-set on staying in the Demon Race like this?"

(End of chapter)