Cannon Fodder Cultivation Guide

Chapter 89 - Opportunity

Yet, until now, it still didn't even know who this female cultivator was or whether she had any connection with the Ancient God Clan.

"You...you... you cunning human! How dare you trick me!"

The furry ball was dumbfounded, becoming more convinced that Zhang Yiyi must be in cahoots with the Ancient God Clan. Otherwise, how could she be so incredibly sly, easily toying with it?

Had this female cultivator cast some kind of wicked spell on it?

Otherwise, why had their relationship suddenly shifted into this strange dynamic?

At first, wasn't it intent on biting this female cultivator to death?

Even if it couldn't bite or strike her dead, at the very least, they shouldn't be coexisting peacefully!

And it was supposed to be asking her if she had any connection to the Ancient God Clan. So why did it end up with her asking all sorts of questions, and it answering everything as if under some spell?

Zhang Yiyi looked at the enraged little furball in front of her and smiled like a caring big sister, full of tolerance.

"How did I trick you? We were having a perfectly fine conversation. Why are you suddenly turning hostile? Your temper's way too explosive, you should work on that."

She spoke earnestly: "Furball, let me tell you, if you don't change, in the future..."

"Wait, wait! Who's Furball? Who's Furball?!"

The furball's fur stood on end, its small eyes widening to nearly twice their size, as it loudly protested: "You wretched human! How dare you give me such a terrible nickname! It's unforgivable!"

"Furball sounds nice! You don't like it? Then what's your name? Do you even have one?"

Zhang Yiyi had long figured out Furball's temper—it looked fierce but was, in fact, just a paper tiger. The reputation of a ferocious beast was still a long way off for this creature.

But that was to be expected. After all, it was still just a cub, and since it couldn't do anything to her, all it could do was hurl a few insults.

The question, "Do you even have a name?" immediately silenced the furball.

It sat there in a daze, its tiny paws fidgeting absentmindedly, looking surprisingly pitiful.

It's true. It didn't even have a name.

From the moment it was born, it had been roaming this desolate place for three thousand years. Apart from some low-level demon beasts and ordinary birds, it had never really seen a human cultivator—this was the first time it had seen one in real life, rather than in the inherited memories.

It didn't know if there were any others of its kind in this world, nor did it know what path lay ahead. After all, it was still just a cub, wandering far from home, without even a name.

Suddenly, the furball felt overwhelmingly lonely and sad.

It had been sent to this remote place, where it might never return, protected by the lives of its parents and its entire clan. Now, it bore the fate of the entire Spatial Thunder Beast clan, surviving in isolation...

"If you don't like the name Furball, you can come up with a name you like. There's no need to be so upset."

Zhang Yiyi suddenly felt a bit of compassion, wondering if she should be a little kinder to the furball.

She could tell why the furball had fallen silent and sad. Even though it had initially tried to kill her, at this moment, she couldn't help but feel some sympathy.

Although she too had crossed time and space to arrive in this world alone, she was still among the same race, unlike the furball, who might be the last Spatial Divine Beast in existence.

Moreover, she now had a sect that cared for her deeply, and friends who could comfort and encourage her. Compared to the furball, she was far luckier.

"Are you pitying me?"

The furball looked up at Zhang Yiyi, its small eyes flashing with complex emotions.

"Well, it's not really pity. I just feel like our situations are somewhat similar, except I'm luckier than you."

Zhang Yiyi responded honestly.

The furball misunderstood her, and its resistance diminished. It asked expectantly, "Are you really a member of the Ancient God Clan?"

In an instant, the furball's entire attitude toward the Ancient God Clan shifted.

Perhaps it could temporarily put aside the humiliation of its ancestor being a contracted beast for the Ancient God Clan, temporarily set aside the conflicts and disputes between the Spatial Divine Beasts and the Ancient God Clan.

After all, the Ancient God Clan was the only race that could influence the fate of the Spatial Divine Beasts. Following this Ancient God Clan cultivator was better than living aimlessly in this place.

Moreover, it might even have the chance to return home and find its kin through this Ancient God Clan person.

With these thoughts, the furball's gaze toward Zhang Yiyi became fervent, as if she were the only lifeline in its bleak and hopeless future.

Seeing that the furball had finally remembered its original question, Zhang Yiyi couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for the little fool.

"Does it matter if I am or not?"

However, despite her sympathy, Zhang Yiyi didn't give a direct answer. After all, the secrets of the Ancient God Clan were extraordinary. Although she had inherited part of their memories, she didn't possess the full, powerful bloodline like the furball.

Judging by how the furball kept mentioning the Ancient God Clan, there was likely more to the relationship between the two clans that she didn't know about yet, so she couldn't reveal herself so easily.

"If you are, I'll leave with you when you go, and I'll follow you from now on. If not, then never mind."

At this point, the furball's attitude was remarkably good, a stark contrast to its previous demeanor. It even had a somewhat silly smile that it thought was friendly.

"Oh, then you'd better stay here."

Zhang Yiyi had an excellent memory.

Not long ago, this little beast had repeatedly tried to kill her, and now it wanted to act as if nothing had happened and just follow her?

Yeah, right.

Although she didn't know why the furball cared so much about whether she was a member of the Ancient God Clan, it was clear to Zhang Yiyi that this identity could bring the furball significant benefits.

Otherwise, given its inherently ferocious nature, there was no way it would suddenly give up trying to kill her and offer to follow her instead.

"Why? Why won't you take me with you?"

The furball was flustered. "You must be from the Ancient God Clan! Even if you're not, you must be related to them! Did you, like me, get separated from your clan early on and haven't yet activated your bloodline, so you don't know for sure?"