Having decided to milk the Human Emperor's merit, Liu Mang stopped idling around. He stuck his backside out, opened his storage pouch, and began rummaging through it.
"This'll work! So will this! This one absolutely has to go in..."
Clatter, crash, clink...
Before long, a pile of scrap metal filled the main hall of Biyou Palace.
The whole palace looked like a scrapyard, making the corner of Tongtian's eye twitch.
Seeing that Liu Mang had no intention of stopping, Tongtian finally lost his patience and roared:
"I let you stay in Biyou Palace to contemplate the Quasi-Saint realm, not to fiddle with this heap of junk!"
Junk?!
Outside, any ordinary cultivator who obtained even one of these pieces would thank their ancestors for their blessings.
On second thought, Liu Mang supposed they really were junk in Tongtian's eyes.
"Hehe, I'm planning to forge a few treasures for Xuanyuan and milk some Human Emperor merit. Just a little extra insurance for my breakthrough to Quasi-Saint~"
Liu Mang made no attempt to hide his intentions.
"Master, how about adding a few treasures to this heap of junk?"
Looking at Liu Mang's sparkling eyes, Tongtian was speechless. Just how afraid of dying are you?
Having me, the Saint with the greatest combat strength beneath Hong Jun, guard you isn't enough? You still need to milk more merit? Don't you realize you're practically marinated in it already?
Knowing full well that Liu Mang never acted without a sure reward, Tongtian could only take out an ancient Artifact Fragment and toss it to him.
"This is an Artifact Fragment I found in Chaos. It was probably left behind when one of the three thousand demon gods was blasted apart."
Liu Mang hadn't expected such a windfall. He hurriedly caught it with both hands, then immediately