90: Chapter 90 A Hundred-Year Pregnancy, A Billionfold Reproduction

The gourd vine had once been used by Nuwa to create humans; now, having absorbed ten percent of the Great Dao's merit, it had transformed into an innate supreme treasure, possessing the power to suppress the Human Race's providence.

The Human-Teaching Whip spun lightly and flew directly toward the head of the Five Ancestors of the Human Race—Taiyi. As the current Patriarch of the Human Race, it was only natural for him to wield this whip.

Taiyi received it respectfully with both hands and said in a deep voice, "Taiyi will certainly not fail the heavy trust of the Holy Father and Holy Mother!"

Jiang Chen and Nuwa nodded slightly. Then, Jiang Chen turned his gaze toward the Three Pure Ones, his voice low yet majestic: "Three Pure Ones, hear my command!"

The Three Pure Ones immediately stepped forward and bowed. Laozi said solemnly, "Please give us your instructions, Patriarch!"

Jiang Chen spoke indifferently, "I hereby title the three of you as the Three Great Saint Teachers of the Human Race, specifically tasked with educating the humans and imparting cultivation methods!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an illusory river suddenly emerged in the void above the heads of the three thousand humans—it was the river condensed from the Human Race's providence!

Compared to the vast and boundless River of Providence of the Pangu Clan, the human river appeared tiny, not even one-billionth of its size. However, its substance was solid and heavy, faintly exuding a hint of nobility.

What was the reason? Because a trace of the Human Dao's providence had already merged into it!

At this moment, the Human Race was newly born, and the Human Dao providence it carried was still shallow. But as they proliferated and grew stronger, the River of Providence would surely expand rapidly.

This was also the fundamental reason why the Heavenly Dao had tried its best to prevent the Human Race from appearing—since the Human Race had gained the recognition of the Great Dao, they were actually the future spokespersons for the Human Dao, possessing the potential to take charge of it.

Once the Human Race reached the summit as the masters of the Human Dao, the structure of the Great Desolation would inevitably be overturned and reconstructed!

As the conferment was completed, three rays of light suddenly flew out of the Human Race's River of Providence and entered the bodies of the Three Pure Ones.

Crack!

A crisp sound echoed from within Laozi, and immediately after, a majestic aura soared into the sky.

"Holy crap!" Dijiang's pupils shrank violently, and he almost jumped up, unable to stop himself from cursing.

He wasn't the only one shocked; the other eleven Ancestral Witches all looked horrified, staring at the scene before them in disbelief.

Crack!

There was another cracking sound, this time originating from Tongtian's body.

Just like Laozi, Tongtian's aura also began to climb steadily.

"..." The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at each other in silence.

Crack! Yuanshi's body shook as his aura surged.

The Ancestral Witches looked at one another speechlessly, their hearts in turmoil, not knowing what to say.

After a while, the auras of the Three Pure Ones finally stabilized.

Laozi's cultivation had reached the Fourth Heaven of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, Tongtian had stepped into the Fifth Heaven, and Yuanshi had even leaped to the Seventh Heaven.

All three had broken through several realms in succession, and the source was nothing more than the absorption of a small amount of Human Race providence.

Nuwa was also moved. Although she knew the Human Race's providence was extraordinary, she hadn't expected it to be this powerful.

Only Jiang Chen's expression remained as usual. In his view, although the Human Race's providence was slight, it contained a trace of Human Dao power—this was the gathering of the Power Of Will of all living beings, meaning the Human Race could share the providence of all spirits in the Great Desolation!

The Three Pure Ones looked at each other, dumbfounded, as if they were all shouting in their hearts: This works too?!

Beyond the Chaos, within Zixiao Palace.

The hall was deathly silent. The three thousand listeners were still stuck in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

They had previously witnessed the battle between Jiang Chen and the Heavenly Dao with their own eyes; the imagery on the sky had only dissipated when the Great Dao descended.

Suddenly, Hongjun appeared out of thin air on the Dao platform.

"Continue the sermon."

The cold words were like ice picks piercing the bone. Everyone snapped awake and looked at Hongjun together—only to see that his face was deathly pale and his breathing was erratic. He had clearly suffered heavy injuries in that battle.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and no one dared to say a single word for fear of offending this Dao Ancestor.

Immediately, Hongjun resumed his dharma voice, and a mysterious Dao charm filled the entire Zixiao Palace. Everyone hurriedly cast aside their stray thoughts and listened intently.

Time flowed, and in the blink of an eye, three thousand kalpa had passed.

To the Great Desolation, three thousand kalpa was but a fleeting moment, easily crossed by many great powers in a single closed-door meditation.

But for the newly born Human Race, this was an era of earth-shaking changes!

During this period, the human population exploded, surging from the initial three thousand to over three hundred billion!

Such a terrifying speed of proliferation left the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones dumbstruck.

One must know that in the Great Desolation, the proliferation of all major ethnic groups was extremely slow, with the Pangu lineage being the slowest. Since the creation of the world, their population was not even ten million.

For example, a woman of the Pangu Clan would need to spend a full hundred kalpa—equivalent to over ten million years—to give birth to a single child.

This slowness was no accident; it was because the stronger the bloodline, the more the reproductive power was suppressed. This was the natural law of heaven and earth.

However, the Human Race had completely overturned this law!

They only needed a hundred years of pregnancy to give birth to a new generation.

Was the Human bloodline strong?

It was more than strong! It was practically heaven-defying!

The first generation of three thousand Innate Humans, after being tempered by the Great Dao's merit, had foundations comparable to the top great powers of the Great Desolation, and they even contained a faint trace of Pangu's lineage within them.

Although their overall aptitude was slightly inferior to the Pangu Clan, it was only by a hair's breadth.

Such a powerful bloodline actually possessed such a terrifying proliferation speed!

In just three thousand kalpa, they had expanded from the original three thousand to three hundred billion, an increase of exactly a hundred million times!

Not only that, but every newborn human was exceptionally gifted, and their cultivation progress was as fast as lightning.

The second generation of humans totaled 129,600 people, matching the 'Number of One Yuan.' Upon birth, they were already at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

As of now, one-fifth of the second-generation humans had broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

As for the first generation of humans, the 'Five Ancestors of the Human Race' had long since reached the Great Perfection of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, while the rest of the tribesmen were at least at the mid-stage of Daluo.

Terrifying! It was truly unheard of!

As the human population surged, the providence they gathered also skyrocketed.

The Human Race's River of Providence, which was originally only three thousand zhang long, had now extended to three million zhang.

Providence was infinitely mysterious; its most significant aspect was its ability to accelerate cultivation and deepen one's understanding of the laws of heaven and earth—this was the fundamental reason why the Human Race's cultivation speed far exceeded that of other races.

Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian, as the 'Three Great Saint Teachers of the Human Race,' could all enjoy the blessing of the Human Race's providence. Combined with the help of the Pangu Clan's providence, the Three Pure Ones' cultivation once again broke through their bottlenecks, making the Twelve Ancestral Witches green with envy.

But as envious as they were, they didn't have a shred of jealousy. After all, the Three Pure Ones were not only teachers of the Human Race but also the three Heavenly Reverents of the Pangu Clan.

They shared the same roots and origin, so where would jealousy come from?

Moreover, the Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves were not weak. Their cultivations had all increased, with the lowest having reached the Fifth Heaven of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

As for Jiang Chen and Nuwa, after creating the Human Race, they had both entered a state of closed-door cultivation.

Jiang Chen returned to the River of Time and Space to continue comprehending the profound meanings of the Space-Time Dao.

Nuwa went to the Small Netherworld Underworld to cultivate in seclusion, intending to catch up with Jiang Chen's footsteps and hoping to sublimate her Life Dao into the higher-level 'Creation Dao.' However, this path was extremely difficult and could not be accomplished in just a few kalpas.

Just as everything was progressing steadily according to Jiang Chen's layout—

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun suddenly stopped his sermon, and the heavenly dao wheel behind him began to rotate faster.

The three thousand listeners woke up one after another. After undergoing the baptism of three sermons, the lowest among them had reached the mid-stage of the Quasi-Saint realm.

Among them, Haotian, Yaochi, Zhenyuanzi, Kunpeng, Jieyin, and Zhunti were destined to become Heavenly Dao Saints in the future. They had already severed their Three Corpses and entered the late stage of the Quasi-Saint realm, needing only the final step—the merging of the Three Corpses—to attain the Dao and become Saints.