This Young Master is not Cannon Fodder

This Clone Isn’t Your Golden Finger 1

This Clone Isn’t Your Golden Finger 1

Allfist Realm.

The Allfist Realm was considered an average realm in all of the Three Thousand Immortal Realms System. The Three Thousand Immortal Realms consisted of about two immortal level realms, two percent peak-rank realms, five percent high-rank realms, twenty percent middle-rank realms, forty percent low-rank realms, and thirty-three percent desolate realms.

As a realm that was once considered one of the weakest realms, the Allfist Realm was a world where martial arts reigned supreme. If viewed from an earthling’s viewpoint, it would be a wuxia world. The world’s people cultivated inner energy and martial arts, becoming strong enough to the point of one person defeating a thousand soldiers. However, they were still mortals in the end, and no matter how much inner energy they had, they could not extend their longevity beyond their mortal limits.

But that all changed with the appearance of Grandmaster Heartfirst.

Grandmaster Heartfist was the invincible martial arts master of his era. He had reached the peak of mortal martial arts but sought more. Just as he neared the end of his lifespan, Grandmaster Heartfirst had an epiphany and learned how to absorb spiritual qi, becoming the first body transformation acolyte of the Allfist Realm.

From then on, Grandmaster Heartfirst extended his lifespan and became the number one figure in all of Allfist Realm’s history. He took four hundred years to cultivate to the peak of the Acupoint Opening Realm and incurred the Soul Nourishing Heavenly Tribulation. After passing his tribulation, Grandmaster Heartfist ascended to a higher realm.

From then on, the denizens of Allfist Realm called Grandmaster Heartfist Ancestor Allfist. His nine students propagated his teachings and brought a new era of flourishing cultivation to the Allfist Realm. With each ascension to the higher realm, the density of spiritual qi increased until it finally reached the rank of an upper low-rank realm.

Just as it seemed that the Allfist Realm would evolve into a middle-rank realm, calamity struck.

One day, out of nowhere, the sky of the Allfist Realm was suddenly filled with holes. Flaming balls of iron and rock descended and devastated the land. Those with sharp eyes could even see the broken remains of an immortal boat falling down.

To the mortals, it was a heavenly disaster, but to the peak cultivators, it was the aftereffects of a battle between those of higher realms. The Allfist Realm had just unluckily been caught up within it.

After ten years, everything started to return to normal after the calamity, but some things have permanently changed. Due to the rush of foreign qi, monsters became more common, and the lives of regular mortals were in greater danger than before. Especially with the destruction of numerous countries, wars for supremacy still continued.

At a remote mountain at the periphery of the Allfist Realm existed a nameless mountain. And resting within a cave inside the mountain was a small fox with three tails. The fox’s fur was flaming red, and the subtle breathing caused its fur to shimmer as if it was fire itself.

“Finally, my combat prowess has returned to about thirty percent.” This fox was Juedai Fenghua, Xi Tianyi’s first clone. After a moment, she added depressingly. “Although, I never actually fought a battle before I fell to this realm.”

Xi Tianyi was the son of the legendary Sword Empress of the Huang Realm, one of the two immortal realms of the Three Thousand Immortal Realms System.

Due to some circumstances, while following the disciples of the Leakless Sect, Fenghua had been ambushed and pushed into a spatial rift. She survived but with grievous injuries and needed ten years to restore a portion of her strength. Worst, she couldn’t contact her main body at all.

Not only that, but Juedai Fenghua had reverted to a fox’s body. To regain her human form, she would still need a few years of recuperation, but she didn’t know how long it would take with the sparse qi of the Allfist Realm. Compared to the Huang Realm, the Allfist Realm was like a dessert to her.

So Fenghua decided to seek out some natural treasures to restore her strength faster. The current her had the strength of a foundation establishment disciple, and if push came to shove, could unleash a peak core formation master’s strike.

Fenghua sighed as she glanced at the damaged spatial ring on her paw. While enduring the turbulence of the Vast Void, her immortal boat had been destroyed, and her spatial ring had lost many of its contents, leaving a bare minimum. She didn’t even have anything to heal her, not even a single Concealed Vitality Pill!

With a sigh, Juedai Fenghua stood up and walked out of her cave. As if mocking her, the skies darkened, and rain bashed the lands. Fenghua’s fox face frowned and returned to the cave. There was no way she would exit the cave and get her fur wet.

Have you smelled wet fur? It was like smelling a wet sock, and it was especially annoying since fur was part of her body.

With a sigh, Fenghua curled her body and hid her face with her tails. Maybe it was better to get some sleep. She could hardly remember the last time she slept.

The following day, Fenghua released a large yawn, her open maw revealing her razor-sharp teeth. After loosening in her taut body, she left the cave.

The rain had lasted throughout the night and only stopped an hour before sunrise, so the mountain was filled with dew and fog.

After walking a few paces, Fenghua spread her spiritual sense and paused. Despite her body only having strength at the Foundation Establishment Realm, she was still a core formation master, so she still retained her spiritual sense.

Continuing her trek down the mountain, Fenghua paused in front of two graves. Calling them graves was like calling a tombstone a mausoleum. The graves were just two mounds of dirt with two sticks marking them. And in front of the grave was a youth, about fourteen to fifteen years old, crying his heart out. The teenager’s hair was a mess, and he wore a brown robe that had seen much better days.

“Father and Mother, don’t worry, I will definitely won’t let this enmity rest! I will cultivate and then take their heads as offerings to you!” The teen howled out his lung out grief with bags under his eyes and his eyes bloodshot.

“Hey youngster, vowing vengeance on your enemies is good and all, but don’t you think you should do it away from those very same enemies?”

The youth paused upon hearing the pleasant female voice entered his ears. He quickly used his rag-like sleeves to wipe away his tears and stood up, his knees damp from the morning dew.

“Who are you? What do you mean?”

The teenager looked around but saw nothing, not even a shadow of another person. All he saw was the endless forest of the mountain.

“Down here.”

The teenager looked down and was mesmerized. If I skin its fur, how much gold could I get?

Upon sensing something wrong in the teenager’s gaze, Fenghua snorted, stopped grooming her paw, and whipped her tail forward, the bushy tail extending as if by magic and struck the teen’s face, causing him to fall on his back with a shocked cry.

“Hmpf, do you take me for a mere beast? And to think I was advising you out of my goodwill. If you don’t want to listen to my advice, then I’ll leave you to your fate.”

The teenager finally realized who had spoken and looked at the three-tailed fox with an open mouth. Suddenly he screamed and ran away. “AHHHH!! MONSTER!!!”

“…” Juedai Fenghua.

The teenager continued to run away, the shock and fright that had appeared on his face nowhere to been seen. Instead, his expression was unnaturally calm.

The youth suddenly stop as if he stomped on the breaks. Because in front of him was a stranger fully covered in black, only those pair of dull, lifeless eyes could be seen, and they were staring straight at him.

“Who’re you!” The teenager said, his guard raised to the maximum.

The stranger in black didn’t say anything. The sound of a sword being drawn from its sheath entered the teenager’s ears. Only now did he realize that the stranger had a sword at his waist.

Not good!

Knowing that the man in black held ill will toward him, the teenager immediately turned tail and ran.

But how could the man in black let his target run away?

Before the teenager even had a chance to take ten steps, he suddenly collapsed onto the ground. Then came the pain. “My tendons, you sliced the tendons on my wrist and ankles!”

The teenager roared as he glared at the man in black. The sword used to sliced his tendons didn’t even have a speck of blood on it.

“Why are you doing this? What did I ever do to you?” The teenager demanded, but the man in black only continued to walk closer with nary a word.

“Am I, Leng Junfeng, going to die like this?” The teenager roared at the heavens, unwillingness filling his heart. “I haven’t taken vengeance on the Teng Family! I am unwilling! Unwilling!”

However, no matter how much Leng Junfeng was unwilling, the man in black didn’t care. He just slowly stepped closer and closer to Junfeng’s prone body and raised his sword.

“Hmmm, that’s why I asked if it was alright for you to shout your plans of revenge in front of your enemies.”

It was as if time had frozen. The man in black stared warily at the fox that suddenly appeared a meter away from the prone Leng Junfeng. When time resumed, the man in black immediately thrust his sword towards Fenghua.

Fenghua opened her mouth and yawned in boredom.

When the sword was about to pierce her head, the type of the sword began to melt as if it was wax. First was the sword tip, but the rest of the sword also started to melt as time passed.

As if scorched by fire, the man in black threw away the bladeless handle and jumped a few feet back, all the while never taking his eyes off of Fenghua.

Fenghua smirked and seemed to paw at random locations in the air.

The man in black was confused until he saw fire spontaneously combust five times. The fire was at random locations, some behind trees, others atop the tree branches.

The man in black started to sweat. For this assassination, a total of six assassins had been sent, and the location of those five fires was where his teammates had been hiding. He looked down at the seemingly harmless fox with fear.

Fenghua stared back at the man and revealed a foxy smirk.

The man in black didn’t have a chance to do anything except turn around, but before he even took his first step, he was engulfed in flames. Minutes later, the flames dispersed, and only ash was left.

Silence descended on the foot of the mountain once more as if the previous events had never occurred.

Leng Junfeng stared slack-jawed at the red fox. The series of events occurred too fast for him to process, but once he regained his bearings, he immediately kneeled and thanked Fenghua. Or, at least he tried to.

Forgetting his injuries, once Junfeng tried to stand straight up, the pain assaulted him and caused him to plant face-first into the ground.

Fenghua laughed in delight, finding Junfeng’s actions to be funny.

Junfeng’s ears turned scarlet by the laughter. The voice was pleasing to the ears like the strings of a zither. At least it’s a fox. If it were a girl, I’d be embarrassed to death.

Suddenly, a warm feeling covered Leng Junfeng’s wounds, and when the warmth disappeared, the teenager discovered that his wounds had all disappeared. He immediately stood up and then kneeled down before the red fox.

“Thank you for your grace, Fox Immortal!”

“Oh? I’m a fox immortal now? I thought I was a monster, according to you?” Fenghua teased.

Leng Junfeng’s face flushed with shame. “I was blind and didn’t recognize Great Immortal.”

“Alright, alright,” Fenghua waved her paw and said, “I’m not an immortal yet. Oh, but I’m not a monster either.”

Junfeng nodded, but his eyes did not contain any ripples as he did so.

“Now, tell me why those people wanted to kill you. If I had to guess, they were a force of your parent’s enemies.”

Leng Junfeng gained a faraway look in his eyes as he stared at the sky, tears streaming down his face. Luckily, he was staring at the sky. Otherwise, he’d have seen Fenghua roll her eyes at him.

“The Leng Clan is…”