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The atmosphere by the river was somewhat somber.

Nuwa stared at the pool of dissolved mud on the ground, her eyes filled with frustration. The feeling of falling from the heights of hope to the depths of despair made this future sage appear exceptionally vulnerable at that moment.

Am I stupid?

Nuwa raised her head, tears welling up in her beautiful eyes. "It feels so close, yet I can't quite grasp it."

Lin Xuan's heart softened.

This is Nuwa, the top goddess among the ancient goddesses. If those sycophants outside saw her looking so pitiful now, they'd probably line up to jump off Buzhou Mountain.

"Goddess Nuwa, please don't be anxious."

Lin Xuan activated his "Big Brother" mode. Although his [Top-Tier Charm Aura] was passive, its effect was incredibly strong in this close proximity.

Nuwa looked at Lin Xuan and thought that this man's voice was particularly pleasant to hear, making people want to believe him involuntarily.

"Everything depends on opportunity and the material."

Lin Xuan pointed to the yellow mud on the ground, "Goddess Nuwa, although this mortal soil is everywhere, it is, after all, a product of the acquired world, and its turbidity is too heavy. What you want to create are beings with innate Dao bodies, protagonists who will bear the destiny of heaven and earth. This mortal soil is too weak to withstand it."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Nuwa's eyes widened suddenly.

"The material...yes! It's a problem with the material!"

She was so focused on channeling her magic that she forgot the most fundamental thing. It's like building a skyscraper with shoddy construction materials; the higher it is, the faster it will collapse.

"But..." Nuwa frowned, "Where can we find soil capable of bearing the power of creation?"

She turned her storage magic treasures upside down.

There was this ten-thousand-year-old black iron, the copper of Shou Mountain, and even a few pieces of Chaos Primordial Stone. But these were all hard, solid things. They were fine for forging weapons, but for shaping people? What you'd create wouldn't be a person, but a robot.

"Has the Goddess Nuwa ever heard of the Nine Heavens Breath Soil?"

Lin Xuan gave a timely hint.

"Nine Heavens Breath Soil?"

Nuwa paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, "That is the ancestral source of earth, endlessly regenerating, capable of being large or small, encompassing all things! If we use it, it will surely succeed!"

But then, she had another problem.

"But this Nine Heavens Breath Soil is a primordial divine object, and we don't know where it has ended up..."

Lin Xuan smiled.

Where is this thing? Of course, it was taken by you or Hongjun at the Treasure Distribution Rock, or...

"Goddess Nuwa, why don't you think about it? Who in this world is the best at playing with mud?" Lin Xuan blinked.

Nuwa subconsciously looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

"Houtu, my sister?"

"Ahem, that's the Ancestral Witch of Earth," Lin Xuan corrected. "However, if Goddess Nuwa trusts me, I do know a little bit about this Nine Heavens Breath Soil. But soil alone isn't enough; the mud is too dry to be molded into shape. It also needs water."

"Water?" Nuwa looked at the river before her. "Is this river water unsuitable?"

"Ordinary water has no spirit." Lin Xuan shook his head. "If we want to use it, we must use the source of all waters, which can not only merge with the soil but also endow living beings with wisdom and vitality."

"The Divine Water of Three Lights!"

Nuwa reacted quickly this time.

Sunlight, moonlight, and starlight—the convergence of these three lights is a sacred remedy for healing wounds and the source of life itself.

"Yes, it's the Three Lights Divine Water." Lin Xuan snapped his fingers.

Nuwa was so excited that she stood up.

The Nine Heavens' Breath Soil, the Three Lights' Divine Water.

These are the last two pieces of the puzzle!

Once she finds these two things, she will achieve her goal!