Cannon Fodder Cultivation Guide

Chapter 6 - Arrived

It was unclear how much time had passed, but the drop of golden blood in midair had shrunk to the size of a fingernail. With the final chant, it swiftly merged into Zhang Yiyi's body, quietly floating within her dantian.

When Zhang Yiyi opened her eyes again, there was an indescribable, ancient aura in her gaze. Furthermore, a priceless fragment of memory and inherited talent from the Ancient God Clan had appeared in her mind.

"Thank you, senior, for your generous gift!"

Suppressing the unique aura of the Ancient God Clan in her eyes, Zhang Yiyi solemnly bowed deeply to the wisp of the divine soul before her. The opportunity she had gained today was a hundred, even a thousand times more potent than what the original female protagonist had obtained.

After all, the protagonist had only managed to integrate a small portion of the power from the drop of Ancient God's blood back then, without receiving the most critical inheritance.

"Little girl, no need for thanks. Now that you have inherited our clan's legacy, you are a true member of our clan. When you ascend to the higher realms in the future, if you have the chance to enter the Lost Land, I hope you can investigate the truth behind our clan's sudden extinction. I will leave my last trace of thought within this storage ring, to slumber until the day you can unravel this mystery."

The divine soul sighed deeply, growing even weaker, "Though you may discover something, there's no need to insist on revenge. But if any true descendants of the Ancient God Clan still survive by some miracle in this world, I hope you can look after them to the best of your abilities."

"I will remember your words, senior. Rest assured, if given the chance, I will fulfill your request!" Zhang Yiyi readily agreed.

Inheritance and responsibility have always gone hand in hand. Moreover, the senior's request was not at all excessive, reflecting more care and hope, treating her as a true member of the clan.

Sensing Zhang Yiyi's sincerity and heartfelt kinship, the divine soul smiled and gently warned, "Good child. Once you fully integrate the drop of golden blood, you will gain a specific divine ability from the Ancient God Clan. However, remember this: do not let anyone know of the inherited techniques, divine abilities, or even your innate godly body before you have fully formed your own path to godhood. Remember, a person who carries jade invites trouble!"
"Yes, I will remember it well. I will protect myself and safeguard our clan's legacy!"

Zhang Yiyi felt deeply touched. The senior's thoughtful words reminded her of her modern, loving grandfather. Even though they were separated by time and space, she still felt warmth, and she no longer felt alone.

...

When Zhang Yiyi finally awoke in her room, two days and nights had passed.

If not for the golden blood still within her and the vivid memories of the inheritance, she might have thought everything had been a dream.

The storage ring had turned from solid to ethereal, becoming a flame-shaped tattoo on her left wrist. After several attempts, she discovered that the enormous space within was still functional for storage.

Furthermore, time in the space was completely frozen. Though living beings couldn't enter, it could serve as a massive, portable preservation box—safe and convenient.

From the inherited memories, she also learned why the female protagonist had not obtained the inheritance but instead gained an absurd amount of high-grade spirit stones.

The protagonist, although possessing a thin trace of Ancient God's blood, lacked the top-tier special constitution needed to trigger the inheritance.

Thus, after unlocking the seal, she had only gained the drop of blood and the spirit stones meant to awaken the divine soul.

However, Zhang Yiyi's combined bloodline and constitution had just reached the threshold to receive the inheritance. After the divine soul helped her accept it, the spirit stones were naturally used up, with none left for her.

Upon learning the truth, Zhang Yiyi felt both heartache and relief.

Well, spirit stones could always be earned again, but missing out on the Ancient God Clan's inheritance would have been like trading a watermelon for a sesame seed.

As for her innate godly body, she couldn't help but marvel.

It turned out that her inexplicable sense of crisis was entirely due to the benefits brought by this unique constitution.

The other advantages could be tested gradually in the future—there was no rush.
Now that she had such excellent qualifications and opportunities, she had to calm herself and steadily lay a solid foundation, advancing step by step in her cultivation.

Zhang Yiyi subconsciously touched the flame tattoo and resolved to never let the senior down.
At that moment, a dim golden star, a mark unique to a one-star Ancient God who had yet to grow, quietly appeared on her forehead. However, unless she intentionally revealed it, no one would be able to see it.

"Zhang Yiyi! Zhang Yiyi!"

Someone called out urgently from outside.

Hearing the noise, Zhang Yiyi collected her thoughts, tidied up, and opened the door.
"There you are! You've been in your room for two days now without coming out! You haven't even gone for meals. Aren't you hungry?"

Seeing Zhang Yiyi in good health, Pan Yuexin sighed in relief.

Two days ago, after hearing that the youngest and prettiest new junior sister had moved into their courtyard, the seventeen-year-old had felt a strong desire to take care of her.
However, after not seeing Zhang Yiyi for two whole days, her worry prompted her to come and check on her.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Pan, for your concern. I was slightly injured before, so I stayed in my room to recuperate. I just finished, and I am indeed starving. Thank goodness you came by!"
Zhang Yiyi quite liked this straightforward and enthusiastic senior sister. Compared to the other two she had yet to meet, Pan Yuexin's warmth suited her perfectly.

"No wonder. Are you completely healed now? Would you like me to take you to the cafeteria?"
Pan Yuexin didn't press Zhang Yiyi for details about her injury—after all, in cultivation, injuries were as common as drinking water. As long as they weren't serious, there was nothing to worry about.

"Yes, I'm fully recovered. Thank you, Senior Sister, for showing me the way."
Zhang Yiyi wasn't one to refuse help when needed, so she thanked Pan Yuexin and followed her out the door.

Before reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, cultivators were not much different from ordinary people. They still needed to eat, drink, and attend to other bodily needs. However, the food they consumed was infused with spiritual energy, and their bodies could endure hunger and exhaustion better.

Thus, Qi Refining disciples rarely went into long seclusions, with meditations lasting no more than two or three days—any longer, and the body would suffer.

Of course, some people preferred to take Fasting Pills, which could sustain them for several days, but Zhang Yiyi much preferred eating real food to gnawing on flavorless pills.

The benefits for the outer disciples of the Yunxian Sect were quite good. They were provided with free, simple meals every day, with a supply large enough to fill them, and could even take two days' worth of spirit buns with them—very convenient.

After eating her fill and taking two days' worth of spirit buns, Zhang Yiyi toured most of the Outer Nine Peaks with Pan Yuexin.

When the two returned to their courtyard at sunset, they were met with the sight of Zhang Tongtong, wearing the striking robes of an inner disciple, waiting for them with an air of grace.