Beastmaster of the Ages - Chapter 7090

Chapter 7001: Using War to Sustain War!

Upon hearing this, someone sighed, “If it weren’t for the conflict with the young emperor’s path to power, Governor Li would truly be a governor we should follow for life… If it were a different governor, even if he were to release someone, it would never be unconditional.”

At this moment, Mo Huan and Li Muyun, who were standing beside Li Tianming, had a look of worry in their eyes.

Li Muyun frowned and pursed her lips, saying, “Tianming, the more unfavorable our situation is now, the more we should accumulate strength…”

However, Li Tianming smiled slightly and looked at her, saying, “Imperial Tutor Li, and Tower Master Mo Huan, you are the same. You can also take this opportunity to withdraw. The future path is indeed very uncertain, and I respect your choice.”

Before the two could respond, Li Tianming continued to smile at the members of the Tianming Army from the Heavenly Emperor Sect, saying, “Now that you have withdrawn from my Tianming Army, you are free to follow other military leaders or form your own legions. I only have one requirement: after this withdrawal, you cannot rejoin my Tianming Army. Of course, those who choose to leave can still be friends in the future.”

Immediately, many people lowered their heads, seriously considering the matter.

Facing the young emperor was indeed a huge pressure for Li Tianming’s camp.

But now that Li Tianming had given them the chance to withdraw, they could choose not to bear that pressure.

Within the Tianming army, a tall, one-horned ghost god nudged his fellow Illusion God cultivator and asked, “Brother, what do you think?”

“I…I’ll leave,” the Illusion God cultivator whispered. “Even if it’s not for my own sake, I have to consider my family’s situation. Although there hasn’t been a direct conflict yet, I feel that if things continue like this, the day when a war breaks out isn’t far off.”

“That’s true…” the ghost god nodded in agreement.

“And you, you big oaf?” the Illusion God cultivator asked.

“I…I’ll think about it a little longer…” the one-horned ghost god said, stroking a Star Ancestor’s Great Dao.

His family in his home star system had long been wiped out, leaving him all alone.

Following Li Tianming would offer more opportunities to acquire the Great Dao. He had already won the Great Dao in the Battle of the Old Capital…

The Heavenly Emperor Sect disciples present were still somewhat hesitant. After all, leaving the Heavenly Emperor Sect after only one battle was certainly unsatisfying.

But staying would be too much pressure!

Seeing the various expressions on everyone’s faces, Li Tianming continued, “Those who wish to leave, please register your names with Wei Wuji.”

“Again?” Wei Wuji was dumbfounded.

She had just finished helping the Divine Treasure Clan with their enlistment procedures not long ago and was already feeling dizzy.

“Senior Sister Wei, please help me one last time,” Li Tianming said sincerely.

“Sigh, forget it.” Wei Wuji sighed, completely resigned to her fate.

Next, thousands of people from the Heavenly Emperor Sect surrounded Wei Wuji.

Many disciples who had registered bid farewell to Li Tianming and left.

Someone clasped their hands and said, “Governor Li, we’ll meet again someday. This expedition of the Genius Legion will be a precious memory for me!”

“Goodbye, Governor Li. If we meet again at the Heavenly Emperor Sect, please remember us!” A female disciple waved and said.

As fewer and fewer Heavenly Emperor Sect disciples remained, a somewhat desolate atmosphere of departure settled in.

Jiang Beichen approached Li Tianming and bowed deeply, saying, “I’m truly sorry, Junior Brother Li. I’ve struggled with this for a long time, but I’ve decided to leave. This experience has been very rewarding, but I can’t walk the road ahead with you. The pressure from the family is too great.”

Li Tianming smiled slightly, helped him up, and patted his shoulder, saying, “Senior Brother Jiang, there’s no need to say that. Go, the mountains are high and the roads are long. Perhaps we’ll meet again at the summit.”

Jiang Beichen clasped his hands again solemnly and left.

At this moment, Mo Huan was somewhat conflicted. She frowned deeply beside Li Muyun.

“Huan’er, are you thinking of leaving?” Li Muyun asked directly.

“I… am a little conflicted,” Mo Huan nodded frankly.

“I won’t try to persuade you. After all, as Tianming said, we should respect everyone’s choice. But I’m not leaving anyway. Lian’er and I are just orphans and widows; we have nothing left to lose,” Li Muyun said magnanimously.

Mo Huan listened thoughtfully, and after a while, her confusion dissipated somewhat.

In the end, she also decided to leave. Before parting, she approached Li Tianming.

Li Tianming smiled and said, “Master Mo Huan, there’s no need to feel burdened. We’ll still be elders and friends from now on.”

“Yes, thank you for understanding,” Mo Huan said, touched.

After saying that, she gave Li Tianming a big hug and then left.

Time passed.

One group after another left…

In the end, four-fifths of the Heavenly Emperor Sect disciples left, leaving only about two hundred.

Among the guardians of the imperial clan, those who remained were Huanmie, Yuzhao, and Wei Wuji.

Li Tianming was still quite surprised by Wei Wuji.

“Senior Sister Wei, why didn’t you leave?” Li Tianming asked in confusion.

Wei Wuji glared fiercely at Li Tianming and said, “What, you want to kick me out? Be careful I don’t tell my mother, you’re still a member of the Divine Alliance.”

“No, it’s just that to be honest, it really surprised me,” Li Tianming said with a slight smile.

“I can leave if I want, I can stay if I want, why are you so nosy? Just be a good little governor,” Wei Wuji said, arms crossed and pursing his lips.

So Li Tianming didn’t say anything more.

Looking at the last two hundred people, Li Tianming felt somewhat gratified, “I originally thought that under these circumstances, no one would stay, but so many people are still willing to follow me.”

In fact, from a combat power perspective, Li Tianming’s manpower can now be provided by the Divine Treasure Clan, and he doesn’t really need these geniuses from the Heavenly Emperor Sect.

After all, they haven’t grown up yet, and this growth isn’t something that can be achieved in a mere one or two thousand years, it’s at least a hundred thousand years.

After all, not everyone can rise to power like Li Tianming in a thousand years.

Spending war to sustain war is the true path to galactic conquest. Each conquered star system brings local manpower and resources.

This allows for continuous victories and increasing strength.

However, Li Tianming was deeply moved. Combat strength wasn’t the most important factor; this genuine sentiment was invaluable.

Those who remained felt somewhat dazed.

The Heavenly Emperor Sect disciples had dwindled from over a thousand to around two hundred.

The vast plaza, due to this change in numbers, felt desolate.

“Was our decision really the right one?” some wondered, bewildered and even somewhat lost.

Facing the remaining members, Li Tianming smiled confidently and said, “Life is full of partings, and few can fight together forever. Just remember the camaraderie we’ve forged together. Don’t be too pessimistic. This journey has its risks, but it’s not a dead end. We have a long future ahead of us…”

The somber atmosphere dissipated slightly, but overall, it was still difficult to shake off the gloom.

Three parts were the melancholy of parting, and seven parts were the uncertainty about the future.