In the midst of the chaos, my motherland cried out for my aid.

Nuwa wandered through the primordial world, always searching for a glimmer of inspiration to attain enlightenment. Mo Xuan's words helped Nuwa break through that barrier.

At this moment, Nuwa fell into deep thought once again.

Then they began to take out the Nine Heavens Breath Soil, mix it with the Three Lights Divine Water, and create various living beings.

However, even though Nuwa grasped the general direction, she still needed to try various things.

The various creatures that Nuwa initially created did not meet her expectations.

A thousand years later, Nuwa had created hundreds of races, but none of them satisfied her.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have any good suggestions?" Nuwa asked Mo Xuan for help.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, all of us in the primordial world seek an innate Dao body. Why don't you create a race that possesses an innate Dao body?" Mo Xuan suggested.

This time, Nuwa had a request, so Mo Xuan wasn't afraid of Heaven's wrath for revealing some heavenly secrets.

Nuwa gained further insight after hearing Mo Xuan's words.

He then used himself as a model to create a clay figure of a woman with an innate Daoist physique.

Then, referencing Mo Xuan, he created a clay figure of a man with an innate Daoist physique.

These two beings, enlightened by Nuwa's way of creation, gained life and bowed down to Nuwa and Mo Xuan.

"Greetings, Our Lady!"

"Greetings, Holy Father!!"

Nuwa accepted it calmly, a smile on her face. After creating these two little creatures, she finally got the hang of it and knew that these were the creatures she wanted to create.

Mo Xuan looked completely astonished.

He just wanted to play it safe, but he never expected to become the Holy Father of the Human Race. Is he going to form a couple with Nuwa?

Nuwa was completely unaware of Mo Xuan's ulterior motives at this time.

Because creating clay figures one by one was too slow, Nuwa took out a primordial gourd vine from Mount Buzhou, put the vine into the mud and water, and then pulled it out sharply, and hundreds and thousands of clay figures took shape. Then, after being enlightened by the energy of creation, they gained life.

Finally, Nuwa created 129,600 beings with innate Dao bodies, which together formed the number of the One.

"I am Nuwa, and today I created the human race at Shouyang Mountain. Humanity, rise!!!"

Nuwa received a divine revelation and proclaimed it to all living beings in the primordial world.

"Whoa!!!"

The moment Nuwa finished speaking, golden light surged in the sky, and merits appeared instantly.

Mo Xuan's collaboration with the Three Pure Ones to unify the written language was already a great achievement.

However, compared to the merits that Nuwa gained, it was less than one-fifth of hers.

This shows how immense the merits of Nuwa in creating humans were.

Then they saw that the merit in the sky had been divided into three parts.

Eighty percent of them fell to Nuwa.

One-tenth fell on Mo Xuan, and the last tenth was distributed among the various human races.

Mo Xuan wouldn't complain about the small amount; gaining so much merit just by talking was quite a bargain.

The moment Nuwa's eighty percent of her virtue entered her body, a purple light flowed within her, instantly absorbing the massive amount of merit and transforming it into her own Dao foundation.

Then, under the watchful eyes of all, Nuwa's aura began to surge continuously, and in just a short while, it far surpassed that of a Quasi-Saint.

"Holy... Fellow Daoist Nuwa, you have attained sainthood."

On Mount Kunlun, Lao Tzu spoke in a hoarse voice.

Lao Tzu claimed to be the true successor of Pangu and the first disciple of Hongjun. He thought he would be the first to attain enlightenment and was full of confidence.

However, Nuwa won the first prize.

The reactions of the other powerful beings in the primordial world were also varied.

Emperor Jun sat on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, his expression a mixture of joy and worry.

The good news is that Nuwa has become a saint, and with a saint in charge of the Heavenly Court, they might be able to directly suppress the Wu tribe and unify the prehistoric world.

His worry was that Nuwa might seize power.

……

But no matter what these ancient beings thought, they couldn't change the fact that Nuwa had already become a saint.

"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist, which enabled me to successfully attain enlightenment. I will grant any request you may make in the future."

Nuwa looked at Mo Xuan sincerely.

This promise is incredibly weighty; the promise of a saint is of immeasurable value.

"You flatter me, sage," Mo Xuan said humbly with a smile.

In truth, he didn't do anything special; he merely said a few words that accelerated Nuwa's path to enlightenment.

Mo Xuan originally just wanted to accumulate some merit, but he ended up receiving a promise from Nuwa, making this trip a huge success.

Mo Xuan did not linger. Nuwa had just attained sainthood and must still have many things to do, so it was not appropriate to disturb her any further.

After returning to Qixia Mountain, Mo Xuan ignored the outside disputes and continued to do his best to promote the advancement of Blue Star's status.

However, Mo Xuan only enjoyed a thousand years of peace and quiet. Hou Tu visited Mo Xuan, and Mo Xuan personally received her.

Mo Xuan initially thought Houtu had come about alchemy again, but that wasn't the case.

"Fellow Daoist, I have come today because I have something I would like to discuss with you," Houtu said in a deep voice.

Mo Xuan was momentarily stunned.

Houtu, as an ancestral witch, why is she discussing things with an outsider like him instead of discussing them with her own siblings?

However, Houtu had no other choice.

Her brothers only know how to use their fists; they're not good at making decisions.

Among all the great beings of the primordial world, the one who earned Houtu's favor and was highly trusted was Mo Xuan.

Although Mo Xuan and Hou Tu only interacted once, she considered Mo Xuan to be an honest person.

"Fellow Daoist, I have received guidance from the Heavenly Dao, which has instructed me to transform into the Cycle of Reincarnation to receive the countless lonely souls of the primordial world who have nowhere to go. Now I am in a dilemma. If I transform into the Cycle of Reincarnation, I certainly will not care about the affairs of the Wu Clan. But if I do not transform into the Cycle of Reincarnation, I will not be able to contend with Nuwa," Houtu said with a bitter smile.

Nuwa's attainment of sainthood put great pressure on the Wu tribe.

With Nuwa presiding over the Heavenly Court, even if Nuwa doesn't suppress the Wu tribe, the Heavenly Court can still display an unstoppable momentum, and its fortune will surely grow stronger day by day.

Even if Houtu were to reincarnate, she could still gain a vast amount of merit. Even if she could not attain sainthood, she could still rival Nuwa and suppress the arrogance of the Heavenly Court.

However, Houtu knew that if she were to reincarnate, the Wu tribe would lose its mind and remain in a losing position in the face of the Heavenly Court's offensive.

Therefore, it seems that no matter what choice is made, the situation of the Wu tribe will not be much better.

"Fellow Daoist, this matter... is just like that," Mo Xuan sighed.

Houtu: ...

What you're saying is practically the same as saying nothing at all.

"Fellow Daoist, I hope you can give me a good suggestion, as I owe you a debt of karma," Houtu said with a smile.

Mo Xuan's spirits lifted. "If that's what you're saying, then I'm not sleepy anymore!"

Houtu is destined to undergo reincarnation; she is an existence comparable to the saints of the primordial world.

"Fellow Daoist, there are two things you might need to clarify," Mo Xuan said, clearing his throat.

Houtu sat up straight, knowing that Mo Xuan was about to reveal his valuable insights.

"First of all, fellow Daoist should understand one thing: if Heaven wants you to reincarnate, you cannot refuse it. You can delay it for a while, but you cannot delay it forever," Mo Xuan said slowly.

"Secondly, as you just said, no matter what you choose, it seems the Witch Clan can't defeat the Demon Clan."

"In that case, it would be better to reincarnate and leave a way out for the Wu clan. You could even devise a plan to leave a glimmer of hope for your brothers."

"Fellow Daoist's words are truly enlightening. Houtu thanks you." Houtu solemnly bowed to Mo Xuan.

Although Mo Xuan wouldn't act without seeing the benefits, his words truly resonated with her.

In particular, Mo Xuan's words about leaving a way out for the Wu Clan and a chance for her brothers to survive were things she hadn't considered before, and this favor was well worth it.