2: Golden Zhuyan! The blood of the demigod grandfather!

Chapter 2: Golden Zhu Yan! Grandfather, the Demigod’s… Blood!

What angered Zhang Fan wasn’t being kicked, nor was it Wang Hui’s mockery; he was angry at himself for being so useless!

After transmigrating to this world 18 years ago and learning about the existence of Titan Warriors, Zhang Fan had always been filled with anticipation.

He hoped he could also awaken and become a Titan Warrior!

To achieve this goal, Zhang Fan worked very hard!

Experts said that, theoretically, everyone had the potential to awaken!

Experts also said:

Congenital One Qi is key to awakening; theoretically, the more Congenital One Qi absorbed, the greater the chance of awakening!

Ordinary people cannot absorb Congenital One Qi independently, but during exercise, metabolism speeds up, energy consumption accelerates, and through respiration, more Congenital One Qi can be absorbed.

Because of these two statements from the experts, Zhang Fan trained diligently.

At 3, he practiced calisthenics; at 6, he practiced martial arts: Tai Chi, Baji Quan, Xingyi Quan, Tongbei Quan…

Running, swimming, lifting weights, HIIT… aerobic, anaerobic, with ever-increasing intensity!

For over a decade, he never stopped, day in and day out!

But what about awakening?

Wang Hui had awakened, but Zhang Fan still showed no signs!

“When others transmigrate, they either have a system, an old man in a ring, or an attribute panel or something!”

“I have nothing, and now I haven’t even awakened! What a terrible guy! Truly terrible!”

Zhang Fan was very depressed; he had a family background, connections, resources, and guidance from famous teachers, and he himself was diligent.

What about Wang Hui?

She was a complete commoner, not diligent in her cultivation, the type who worked three days and rested two.

Yet, she awakened!

Who could he complain to?

Zhang Fan sometimes even wondered if Wang Hui had stolen his script? MMP!

“Ding-a-ling—”

His phone suddenly rang. Zhang Fan sighed, picked up the phone; it was his mother calling.

“Mom!”

Zhang Fan pressed answer. His parents in this life were still his parents from his previous life, but their identities and backgrounds had completely changed.

“Where are you?”

His mother’s concerned voice came through the phone.

“Over at Changle West Garden!”

Zhang Fan honestly replied. Changle West Garden was a public housing complex, very close to Chang'an Ninth High School.

To conveniently eat Wang Hui’s abalone, Zhang Fan had specifically rented a two-bedroom apartment in Changle West Garden.

The rent was 340 a month, not expensive at all, just the cost of two meals for Zhang Fan.

“Come home quickly!”

His mother urged, “Your dad is back!”

“My dad is back?”

Zhang Fan suddenly sat up straight, his spirits lifting a bit: “Mom, Dad said last time…”

“Don’t ask! Just come home first!”

His mother reprimanded him in a low voice.

“Coming! I’ll be right back!”

Zhang Fan dared not delay. After hanging up, he quickly put on his clothes and hurried out of the rental apartment.

His dad had said before he left last time that he would find a way to help him awaken. Now that he was back, had he found a way?

Zhang Fan’s heart pounded.

…

Zhang Fan left the complex, hailed a taxi by the roadside, and headed straight for Lüdi Villa, where his home was located.

Lüdi Villa was a high-end residential area, consisting entirely of 26 detached villas.

In this world, due to the large-scale migration of coastal populations, the population of inland cities had surged.

For example, Chang'an Base City had a terrifying population of 80 million, and land was incredibly precious.

Most people lived in 50-60 story resettlement buildings; those who could live in villas were either rich or noble!

Zhang Fan had both!

Ten minutes later, Zhang Fan arrived home and saw his mother and his father, who had been away for over half a month.

“Dad! Mom!”

Zhang Fan quickly went to greet them.

His father, Zhang Hongcheng, was a burly middle-aged man over two meters tall, with a broad back and strong shoulders.

In ancient times, just by his physique, he would definitely be a fierce general capable of fighting a hundred men alone, or cutting down generals and seizing banners amidst an army!

His mother, Yang Ling, was also tall, 1.75 meters, with a slender figure and a gentle temperament.

Zhang Fan himself inherited his mother’s build and his father’s looks, perfectly combining their advantages.

“Xiao Fan, you’re back!”

Yang Ling glanced behind her son and asked in surprise, “Why didn’t you bring your little girlfriend?”

“We broke up!”

Zhang Fan said indifferently.

“Broke up?”

Yang Ling was somewhat surprised: “Why did you break up for no reason? I thought you two had a good relationship!”

Zhang Fan shrugged and said blandly, “She awakened, so we just couldn’t be together anymore!”

“So you were dumped by her?”

Yang Ling’s eyebrows shot up, and she suddenly clutched her stomach and burst into laughter, laughing so hard that she leaned back and forth, tears almost coming out.

“Xiao Fan, just break up, don’t be sad… Puhahaha… Mom will find you a better one!”

“…”

Zhang Fan’s face was full of black lines: “Mom, do you have to be so happy about my breakup? Are you even my real mom?”

Zhang Fan was too lazy to bother with his mother, so he looked at his father, rubbed his hands, and asked hopefully:

“Dad, look…”

Zhang Hongcheng was a rigid man. He glanced at his son and patted the silver box on the coffee table.

“Dad, this is…”

Zhang Fan stared intently at the box.

Zhang Hongcheng said nothing, entered a string of passwords, and the box opened automatically. Inside, a syringe lay quietly.

The syringe contained half a tube of golden liquid, glistening like golden juice.

“This is…”

Zhang Fan’s breathing quickened.

“This is your grandfather’s blood!”

Zhang Hongcheng’s expression was serious: “We humans still haven’t mastered the laws of Titan Warrior awakening!”

“Therefore, there has never been a unified method for rapidly and efficiently awakening the Titan Transformation!”

“But one thing is certain!”

“Titan Transformation is hereditary!”

“That is to say, parents’ Titan Transformation has a very high probability of being inherited by their children!”

“Once a child awakens, they either inherit their father’s Titan Transformation or their mother’s!”

“Of course!”

“It is also possible to inherit both parents’ Titan Transformation simultaneously, or for a mutation to occur!”

“The latter two probabilities are too low to be considered!”

Zhang Hongcheng looked at his son: “You either inherited my Titan Transformation or your mother’s!”

“These two possibilities are the greatest, each accounting for 50%!”

“Mhm, mhm!”

Zhang Fan nodded repeatedly.

For 50 years, scientists had been studying the Titan Transformation, uncovering its secrets.

Although they hadn’t fully mastered its laws yet, they had learned some things.

The Titan Transformation inheritance law was one of them!

The descendants of Titan Warriors had a much higher chance of awakening the Titan Transformation than the descendants of ordinary people!

“Our Zhang family’s Titan Transformation is the Golden Zhu Yan, inherited from your grandfather, and my Titan Transformation is also the same!”

Zhang Hongcheng continued: “Your grandfather is a Demigod, and his blood contains the purest Golden Zhu Yan bloodline!”

“If you inherited the Golden Zhu Yan Transformation, using your grandfather’s blood will definitely help you awaken!”

“What if I inherited my mother’s Titan Transformation?” Zhang Fan asked with some trepidation.

According to the Titan Transformation inheritance law, the probability of children inheriting their parents’ transformation is 50% for each.

He might inherit his father’s Golden Zhu Yan, or his mother’s Ruyi Spirit Ape.

If he inherited the former, it would be fine; this tube of his grandfather’s blood would be enough to help him awaken.

If he inherited the latter, then he would be completely screwed!

In other words.

His grandfather’s blood might not 100% help him awaken the Titan Transformation; the success rate was only 50%!

“That’s your fate then!”

Zhang Hongcheng’s tone was calm: “Then just go to university honestly, and after graduation, join the family company!”

Zhang Fan was unwilling. He certainly knew his family had a very strong background, the most powerful family in Chang'an Base City!

Not only did he have a Demigod grandfather, but also the largest company in Chang'an Base City—Zhang’s Group.

If he just gave up, he could indeed live a stable life of ease, but Zhang Fan wasn’t willing!

“Dad, how do I use this?”

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, picked up the syringe, and asked, “Inject the blood into my body?”

“Not into your body; inject it into your bloodstream, so the blood inside mixes with your blood!”

“Understood!”

Zhang Fan rolled up his sleeve without a word, removed the needle cap, held the syringe, found a vein, and plunged it in.

Autonomous awakening was far off, and this was his only chance; Zhang Fan had to seize it no matter what!

As the syringe slowly pushed forward, the golden blood inside gradually injected into his vein through the needle.

Once the injection was complete, Zhang Fan pulled out the syringe. His mother brought a cotton swab and told Zhang Fan to press it against the needle mark.

“Son, how do you feel?”

Yang Ling asked nervously.

“No special feeling!” Zhang Fan shook his head: “I just feel… a little warm!”

Zhang Hongcheng’s tone was flat: “Your body hasn’t had time to absorb it yet; you’ll feel it later!”

Zhang Fan nodded, then suddenly asked, “Dad, why would the old man give me his blood?”

“Could it be that all of us siblings get a share?”

“No, that’s not right! He has so many sons, daughters, grandsons, granddaughters, and external granddaughters; can he give it to all of them?”