Beastmaster of the Ages

In the past three years, the event of the One Hundred Thousand Nebula Sacrifice has spread widely.

However, in the past year, it has long since subsided.

The less Li Tianming showed up, the more people naturally thought that he had been killed long ago and then went to receive the reward in private.

Most people earn 100,000 Xingyun Festival with their blood. To avoid borrowing money from acquaintances, they naturally dare not say anything about it!

However, he didn't die?

Not only was he not dead, but he appeared as if no one was around...

For a time, in the Flying Star Castle, the communication stone kept shining, and people in the streets along the road kept looking sideways, with strange and greedy eyes.

Various discussions about Li Tianming being abandoned by his second wife naturally became rampant.

"poor guy!"

Finally, most people came to a conclusion.

"A mountain villager came to such a glorious place like Xuanting Emperor Ruins, lost his beloved wife, fell to the bottom, and was hunted down by a wealthy family with a bounty, and only relied on a military regulation to survive... How pitiful!"

"The world is like this. Without roots and roots, life is like grass. How can you compare with the children of the Dixu clan and the Shen Tomb family?"

"He's not dead yet. I feel like someone is playing with him, just like a cat catching a mouse. He's slowly dying."

"It's really pitiful!"

Li Tianming himself didn't expect that he would get some sympathy.

Of course, some people said meaningfully: "The poor man must be hateful. If he had known himself, could feel ashamed of himself, and let those two female geniuses fly earlier, he wouldn't have ended up so miserable."

Faced with this series of remarks, Li Tianming could only say: Absolutely!

However, fortunately, the commentators are relatively self-aware. As long as they don't have enough status, they all know that they can't attack an ancient Imperial Army soldier in public and forcefully eat the 100,000 Nebula Sacrifice.

Therefore, although Li Tianming attracted monkey-like onlookers, in the end it was smooth and he reached the victory round.

Along the way, in the eyes of others, he was like a mouse that had just climbed out of the sewer and was watched by tens of thousands of cats, shivering all the way.

Of course, this is just the imagination of those who consider themselves cats.

"Now that he's shown up, he probably wants to die. Let's go and see. Which young master can convince everyone and win the 100,000 Nebula Sacrifice?"

In the eyes of the soldiers of the Ancient Imperial Army, the suspense of this matter does not lie in whether they can kill Li Tianming at all, but in who has the biggest card to step forward and easily take off this head?

When Li Tianming arrived at the war merit bureau, there were too many theatergoers behind him. They were laughing, talking, shaking their heads, and sighing with emotion.

Many people like to lament the hardships of the humble in the world. However, they are not truly sympathetic. They are just pretending to be compassionate and to satisfy their desire for moral loftiness, unless this knife cuts on their heads.

"The Hundred Thousand Nebula Festival is here!"

At the Battle Merit Bureau, many people planned to go out and take a look, but unexpectedly they met Li Tianming coming in.

This battle merit bureau is an organization in charge of resource allocation within the Ancient Imperial Army, and only those with high family backgrounds can be assigned here. It is free and highly profitable, and has a high status. No one dares to offend, lest they be put in the shoes.

Sometimes when everyone redeems military merit, they may also give some small gifts or something. This has become an unspoken rule.

At this moment, it was the time for the odd and even numbered teams to rotate. The game was packed with people. Although the windows were opened a lot, there was still a long queue.

Of course, as long as you look carefully, you can see that many people do not have to queue. They have VIP channels to wash their Imperial Weapon tokens, and they can redeem treasures before others, on a first-come, first-served basis.

Li Tianming didn't have such privileges. He was also queuing up slowly, while 'enjoying' too many strange, pity, emotion, and lustful glances around him, as well as listening to those whispers.

"No matter what level of the world we are in, most people are always bored."

Li Tianming also sighed.

Perhaps, this is also a characteristic of 'human beings', even so-called gods such as Star God and Universe God are no exception.

Because of the queue, Li Tianming felt that as time passed, there were more and more greedy and cold wolf looks around him. Now, the only thing standing in front of these people was a military rule.

Fortunately, the efficiency of that window was extremely high. When no one dared to take action first, it was Li Tianming's turn.

"Tiger groups are fighting for wealth, but now all parties are wary of each other, so the prey can act as if nothing is wrong..."

"This kid won't shed tears until he sees the coffin."

When Li Tianming was still in the mood to redeem his military merit, people laughed at him and found it difficult to express his gratitude.

Most people didn't know that Li Tianming exchanged the blood of two hundred chaotic star beasts last time, so some people laughed and said, "Why is he here to join in the fun? Can he miss one star beast in a year?"

"A few heads are fine. I heard that he defeated the third-level Chaos God in the Zizi Dojo."

"How can this be?"

"I heard people analyze that he is a mutant. When he reaches a higher level, he should be a fourth-level or fifth-level Chaos Universe God. However, he has not completely transformed into the Chaos Universe God. This is equivalent to a disability in cultivation. He is already half disabled. So. He is terminally ill and has no hope of becoming a true Chaos God in this life."

"Oh my God, this little white hair's fate is too miserable. His wife is gone, he is hunted down, and he is disabled by training."

"So that's it. I asked him how he is not the God of Chaos, but he can still live to this day..."

"Don't sympathize. I'm still saying that the poor man must be hateful. If he knew how to kneel down and beg for mercy in front of the Zhenbei Bureau and the Yuwen Taigu Clan, and stop pretending like that, how could he end up like a dog like today? To the point of shaking your head?”

"well!"

"Are you still sighing for his life?"

"That's not true. I just thought it would be nice if these 100,000 Nebula Sacrifice belonged to me!"

The moment Li Tianming redeemed his military merit did indeed trigger the most noisy discussion.

Perhaps in the eyes of these people, his scene was no different from a hungry fellow villager begging for a bowl of porridge...

Then at this moment, Li Tianming took out the black imperial weapon token.

The moment the imperial weapon token came out, the evil energy formed by the blood of two thousand star beasts surged out instantly and swept through the crowd. It seemed that countless star beasts were roaring in agony, and for a moment it blocked those self-righteous sighs. Voices.

"what's the situation……"

No matter who it was, they were all startled at this moment. Their eyes were glazed over as they stared at the ink-black imperial weapon token. They stared straight ahead and didn't react for a long time.

After all, the beggar in their eyes took out a gold ingot as big as a head from his arms.

"Half of the military merit is exchanged for the Nebula Festival, and the other half is converted into military merit points."

Li Tianming said to the beauty in the war merit bureau who was wearing a black slim-fitting uniform and short skirt in the window.