The clay giant was covered in a layer of golden lines, and its eyes were replaced by a ball of gold.

Before everyone's astonished eyes, the clay man bowed respectfully to Yahweh, then turned and rushed towards the little girl.

The little girl frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then reached out with her hand.

The golden gourd sprayed out another object again.

This is a emerald green vine, with some mud still clinging to it.

"Bind!"

The vine flew out of his hand and quickly wrapped itself around the large mud man.

This vine is called the "Creation Vine," which was a primordial spiritual root used by the Goddess Nüwa when she created humans.

The item itself not only restrains the mud men but also possesses virtue power.

Now the Da Niren is bound by the 'vine of creation' and for a moment, cannot move at all.

However, although she bound the opponent, Nüwa didn't know how to reverse their abnormal state.

She excels at creation, not education.

Facing such brainwashing-like indoctrination from the Lord, she could only stare blankly.

Jiang Wenming, who was watching from the audience, also realized the problem.

Although Nüwa is skilled at creation, she is not good at educating the people and needs help in this regard.

Just as he was pondering how to resolve the situation, his gaze suddenly fell upon the ethereal image of the Divine Nation hovering above Huaxia.

"Damn it! How could I have forgotten them!"

Jiang Wenming lightly slapped himself, then looked expectantly at the scholars from various schools within the divine realm.

In terms of educating and civilizing the masses, who can surpass the teachings of a hundred schools of thought?

Laozi Li Er? The incarnation of the moral Heavenly Venerable, a proper sage!

Isn't it just one of many schools of thought among the Hundred Schools of Thought?

It's impossible to suppress everyone!

Thinking of this, Chiang Wenming hurriedly bowed towards the void.

"Junior Jiang Wenming, respectfully requests all esteemed human sages to lend a hand and enlighten the masses!"

In the Divine Realm above the Celestial Empire of Hua Xia, a group of elders smiled at each other and slowly rose to their feet.

"Master Kong, please!"

"Zhuang Sheng, please!"

Confucius and Zhuangzi stepped forward, looking down at the platform below.

"People-oriented, harmony as the most valuable, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness, five constant virtues indispensable!"

As his words fell, five golden characters materialized in the sky.

xiaoshuo Φwén wǎng

Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness!

The golden characters flashed and disappeared, ignoring the rules of the stage, and directly sank into the body of the big mud man.

And the mud man bound by "Creatures of Vine" began to wildly struggle and contort its body as if struck by lightning after coming into contact with these five characters.

The golden light in his eyes began to flicker.

"Cheating, they cheat!"

"The deities of China are too shameless, to attack the merciful God together."

"Where is the referee? Are you still in charge of this?"

"...

The Papal audience, upon seeing this scene, immediately began to shout.

Finally caught evidence of Hua Xia cheating.

Host Bob appeared, glancing expressionlessly at the jeering crowd.

This is the sound of education, all beings can listen to it, and it is beneficial without harm, and it does not belong to the attack range.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was in an uproar.

No one expected that the Chinese gods would intervene in the competition, and not only was it not ruled as a violation, but the referee even approved of it.

This gave many people a strange idea.

Could this host be a Chinese spy?

Otherwise, how could it be constantly maintaining Huaxia?

Just as the crowd was whispering among themselves, Zhuangzi spoke: "The way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful, the way of man is to act without striving. When virtue is abundant, it can carry all things. The highest good is like water."

The sound rolled like muffled thunder, but it wasn't jarring. Instead, it felt like a moment of profound enlightenment.

For a moment, it wasn't just the mud men on the platform.

Even the audience in the stands felt a sense of freedom and liberation welling up inside them.

Compared to Confucian thought, Taoist thought is easier to teach others.

The reason is very simple. Confucian thought teaches you to be a sage, while Taoist thought teaches you to be yourself.

It's hard to be a good person, and even harder to be a sage.

But being yourself is so easy!

The thoughts that Yahweh had instilled in the clay giant were shattered, and the golden patterns on his body dimmed.

The little girl, seeing this, extended her hand and drew the vine back to release him.

"I... I am me, not anyone's servant, nor your... warrior!"

The mud man's eyes shone brighter and his voice grew more excited.

This moment.

His body began to change little by little, his earthy yellow body gradually becoming more lustrous.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed from a mere clay figure into a real, living human being.

Thank you for your teachings.

The Dadiren bowed deeply to Confucius and Zhuangzi, expressing his gratitude.

"Thanks to Mother and Father Gods for their creation."

The Great Mud Man bowed once more to the Goddess Nüwa and to Yahweh.

The Goddess Nuwa bestowed upon him life, Yahweh gave him a soul, and Confucius and Laozi endowed him with thought.

"You haven't got a name yet, how about we call you Wuyou?"

The little girl looked at the big mud man with a kind face, carefree.

Although the scene was full of incongruities, no one felt anything was amiss.

After all, Wuyou was created by hand by a little girl.

"Good!"

Zhuangzi laughed heartily, with a kind of unrestrained freedom that was hard to describe.

Unlike Nuwa and Zhuangzi, the face of Yahweh was extraordinarily grim.

Failed to steal the chicken and lost a handful of rice. You used your soul power to forcefully control the other person.

But I didn't want to be ruined by two insignificant ants.

...and turned his new work into this.

"You're asking for death!"

And the Lord spoke, wielding his shepherd's crook against Confucius and Zhuangzi.

"Father, stop. They are not your enemies."

Just as the attack was about to land, Wuyou's figure suddenly appeared between the two.

He shielded himself with his own body from the attack of the Lord.

"Bang!"

Wuyou's body was directly pulled away, rapidly disintegrating in the air.

However, a strange thing happened.

The moment Wuyou's figure vanished, it reappeared in its original place, unharmed.

"The Law of Time!"

"The Law of Life!"

The Lord and the little girl both cried out in surprise.

The abilities of the two saints were actually inherited by him.

Even Jiang Wenming in the audience was dumbfounded.

"Wow, this is the legendary strongest hybrid?"

In Chinese mythology, there has always been a legend.

The stronger the bloodline separation, the stronger the offspring born after their union.

Just ask Chenxiang and Erlang Shen about it.

They are all descendants of humans and immortals, and each one is stronger than the last.

This one, called Wuyou, seems to be more powerful than Erlang Shen and the others.

This is a monster created by the combined efforts of four great saints.

Yes, he can no longer be called human!

After all, Chiang Wenming felt that he and Jiang were not the same species.

He was so strong from birth, yet he was so weak himself. If they were the same species, wouldn't that mean he was a failure?

So as not to be disheartened, Chiang Wenming tacitly classified him as non-human.

"Anyone stronger than me must be non-human. Thinking that way makes me feel much better."

Jiang Wenming was secretly thinking.

"Come here, child, for from now on you shall be my Lord Jehovah's only holy son."

When the Lord saw the ability of El-Shaddai, his anger disappeared from his face and was replaced by a burning fervor.

That is the frenzy of getting a new toy.

"Father God, if you are willing to walk with us, I will from now on serve as your holy son."

With anticipation, they look to the Lord.

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