Beastmaster: I don’t want to be a breeder!.

Chapter 35 Rejuvenation

Li Shiji naturally noticed the little actions of the two siblings, but he didn't care. He couldn't force the two siblings to answer.

Li Shiji suddenly appeared in front of Li Anle and gently pinched his shoulders.

"My bone age is less than a year old. I have truly awakened to rejuvenation."

[Rejuvenation, purple epic, warrior talent, rejuvenates once every fifty years, weakens for a short period of time after rejuvenating, and restores previously consumed lifespan. Rejuvenation can be random, up to a maximum of nine times.]

Those with this gift can live up to four hundred and fifty years longer than ordinary people.

The situation of the talent of rejuvenation is very similar to Li Anle's.

"Please take good care of my sister. She is quite timid."

"Goodbye, sister. Uh...goodbye, grandpa."

Li Cunxu said goodbye.

Li Shiji frowned, looking intimidating without even getting angry.

"You're leaving? Not staying?"

Li Anle looked at Li Cunxu hopefully. She wanted her brother to stay with her.

"Ah."

Li Cunxu answered very straightforwardly.

Don't leave, stay? Experience the world where you can't move forward and the whole world is your enemy.

How many people have you killed in Tongdu, old man? Don't you have any idea?

Although Li Shiji was the one who deserved to be killed, his family members did not think so.

The game difficulty can be played in normal mode instead of hell mode. Li Cunxu would rather pass it in normal mode. He is not an experience fanatic who insists on playing hell mode.

Furthermore, the rewards for completing Normal Mode and Hell Mode are the same.

Besides, I don’t have my sister Li Anle’s Red Lotus Eyes, and I won’t get your attention if I stay, so I might as well leave.

Li Shiji advised: "The conflict between your father and I will not involve you."

Li Shiji still wanted to keep Li Cunxu. He was a man who valued family ties very much. Of course, it was this emphasis that killed his entire family.

Li Cunxu still left.

Staying with Li Shiji will only bring harm and no benefit.

Not to mention the distant past, let’s just talk about the brothers of Li’s father, Master Li Ming.

He is not good at anything and is the best at internal fighting.

The internal fighting among them was even more frightening than those in palace fighting dramas. Of course, this was also the result of Li Shiji's deliberate indulgence.

Li's father's brothers were too mediocre, especially compared with their father Li Shiji, they seemed even more mediocre.

Li Shiji wanted to cultivate an excellent successor through internal fighting within a controllable range.

As a result, there was no result at all, and outsiders still regarded them as mediocre people who were not worthy of being reused.

It also caused unrest in the family, and later they regarded their own brothers as enemies who deserved to be cut into pieces.

After Li Cunxu left, Li Anle settled down.

Li Shiji returned to the tea room alone.

"Shadow Guard."

"My subordinate is here."

Shadows were wriggling under a piece of Ming Guang armor, and a shadowy figure was half-kneeling behind Li Shiji.

"Go check where the second master, Master Li Ming, is. There's no way he's dead."

"Yes."

The shadow guard turned into a shadow and left.

Li Shiji stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram in the tea room, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Li Cunxu, interesting."

Li Shiji was very interested in his little grandson Li Cunxu whom he met for the first time. Li Cunxu's seemingly respectful expression concealed an extremely arrogant sense of superiority.

"He is very confident and arrogant. His arrogance is the arrogance that puts him above everyone else. He is like me, like me in his bones."

Li Shiji was both very interested and very uninterested.

As the saying goes: Those who learn from me live, those who imitate me die. In his eyes, Li Cunxu is a person who imitates me.

On his way home, Li Cunxu bought some sterilization medicine.

"How much should the Wing Slime be priced at? If it's too high, no one will buy it. Let's make it cheaper. Making it famous is the most important thing."

Li Cunxu set the price very cheaply, ten yuan, but later found that it was not appropriate. If the shipping was free, he would only have to pay ten yuan for the express delivery fee.

Whether it increases or decreases, it’s ten yuan, which means no profit at all.

It even results in a loss, as opening an online store has costs.

Li Cunxu raised the price to twenty yuan.

It was on the shelves for two days, but no one was interested.

On the third day, the situation remained the same, and Li Cunxu became a little restless.

After spending three thousand and doing a small promotion, it gradually gained popularity, so I stopped caring about it and just sold the wing slime and had my own courier come to pick it up every day.

After five days of qualifying, Li Cunxu won ten games and advanced to the main competition.

The main competition begins.

The competition venue changed from an open-air arena to a competitive arena that could accommodate 500 spectators. The spectator seats were packed, mostly with the contestants' parents.

Li Cunxu didn't know how he was ranked in the first game of the main competition.

Li Cunxu and Chen Baiyan entered the scene.

"Please both parties summon your pets."

The heroic white lion and the soft and cute water slime appeared on the field together, making the whole audience burst into laughter.

"What the hell? Slimes have appeared."

"Is this kid here to make fun of me?"

"Not necessarily. To be able to make it from the qualifiers to the finals, this water slime might be something special."

There are also rational people who make correct analysis.

The opposing contestant, Chen Baiyan, was laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. He wiped away his tears and straightened his voice.

"Thanks to the opposing team for the victory."

"Slime will win!!!"

There was a startling roar from the audience. Everyone looked and saw that it was a young man in the front row shouting with a loud speaker.

The young man was Lin Fei, the opponent defeated by Li Cunxu in the first qualifying match.

Ever since Lin Fei was defeated, he seemed to have become Xiaoruan's loyal supporter. He attended every game of Li Cunxu, cheering and shouting. After the game, he handed water to Li Cunxu and spiritual food to Xiaoruan.

Li Cunxu naturally declined. As a qualified beastmaster (although he hadn't even entered the beastmaster class), he would not let his pet eat other people's food easily.

The experience of Tianchiwang is still fresh in my mind!

A king-level beastmaster simply allowed his pet to eat food given by others. Not only did the pet die, but he himself was also killed.

And it was a tragic death. The fat was made into candles, the skin was made into flags, and the head was made into a wine jug.

To this day, it is still displayed at the Blood God Cult headquarters to show off to newcomers.

The referee yelled, "The fight begins."

Without Li Cunxu's command, Xiaoruan spit out the water ball.

The water ball opens the way, and only those who can catch it, block it, or dodge it are qualified to continue playing.

Li Cunxu had bad luck in the ten qualifying matches. He wanted to find someone to practice with so as to develop the fighting tacit understanding between him and Xiaoruan, but the opponent couldn't even catch the water ball that Xiaoruan had reserved 50% of his strength.

Fortunately, there were the Organic Hunter and Ah Huang to help and serve as sparring partners, otherwise, Xiaoruan would not have any practical experience at all.

The white lion's talent [Danger Sense (Green)] sensed that the ordinary water ball was deadly dangerous and immediately dodged it.

Chen Baiyan put away his contempt. He did not underestimate the speed and power of the water ball.

Besides, winning is just defeating a slime, there is nothing to brag about. But losing is different. Losing to a slime is so embarrassing to tell others about it.

Another water balloon.

This water ball was even faster than the previous one, and the white-haired lion was dodging in a panic and had not yet adjusted his posture.

(End of this chapter)