Hall Master, Do You Want a Beast Emperor?

"All right, did you see that clearly?"

Jiang Ming sheathed his blade and spoke to the six trainees beside him.

Though he was speaking to all six trainees, his gaze remained fixed on Luo Feng.

Jiang Ming's slash had looked swift and fierce, but he had actually slowed his movements considerably.

Killing the monster was not his goal. A mere ordinary king-level monster was not even worthy of a second glance from him.

"Too fast, Teacher."

At that moment, the only female trainee among the six spoke up.

Hearing that, Jiang Ming's face immediately darkened.

"If you don't know how to speak, then don't. What do you mean, I'm too fast?"

Hearing Jiang Ming's words, the white female trainee immediately realized that what she had said could easily be misunderstood.

"All right, I know you probably didn't see it clearly either. I had the King-class fighter jet record it.

"The recording will be sent to you shortly. However, with the current level of technology, it can't capture all of my movements clearly, so the effect will be fairly limited.

"But it can help you recall the details from just now."

The technology of a King-class fighter jet was certainly sufficient for recording ordinary planetary-level martial artists, but even though Jiang Ming had deliberately slowed down and used the strength of an ordinary planetary-level martial artist, the speed he unleashed under the sevenfold force of the Nine-Layered Thunder Blade still slightly exceeded the fighter jet's recording capabilities.

After Jiang Ming finished speaking, the King-class fighter jet in the sky descended and extended several mechanical claws, grabbing the king-level monster's corpse.

"All right, let's go."

Seeing this, Jiang Ming led the group back into the fighter jet.

Once he sat back down in the pilot's seat, the white female trainee made use of her gender advantage and quickly moved behind Jiang Ming to massage his shoulders.

"Teacher, you've worked hard. Let me massage your shoulders."

Among the six present, only Luo Feng was truly from a humble background. The other five all had major powers backing them to varying degrees.

After learning that they had become Jiang Ming's Disciples, those people had all given them pointers.

Moreover, only a few days had passed since Jiang Ming swept through the Black Dragon List, so they had naturally looked into him.

They had also personally witnessed Jiang Ming's legendary rise.

"Mm."

Feeling that the trainee's movements were fairly proper and not overly suggestive, Jiang Ming did not chase her away.

Seeing that Jiang Ming had no intention of sending anyone away, Chu Qiang shamelessly squatted beside Jiang Ming's leg.

"Teacher, I'll massage your legs."

When Jiang Ming once again did not chase Chu Qiang away, the other trainees could no longer sit still. They crowded around Jiang Ming, serving tea and water and fussing over his every need.

Luo Feng, standing nearby, was somewhat dumbfounded by the sight.

He hesitated over whether he should go up and flatter him as well.

Though their massages could not truly relax Jiang Ming's muscles.

Jiang Ming still found it quite satisfying to enjoy the service of these genius Disciples.

After all, just over two months ago, Jiang Ming had only just joined the Elite Training Camp. Back then, he could only see them on the rankings.

And his sweeping of the Black Dragon List had not relied on physical force, nor had it relied on his trial level.

It had relied on his absurdly brutal killing efficiency.

He had to go out and kill monsters every other day. How could he have had the time to remain in the training camp?

Now, watching these trainees he had once needed to look up to flatter him.

Jiang Ming felt something like, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river.

Hm?

It hadn't even been three months!

Never mind, then.

Three months east of the river, three months west of the river.

"Mm, Luo Feng, your talent is quite good, and you were the first to complete my test.

"If there's anything you don't understand in the future, you can come ask me directly, as long as I'm at the Elite Training Camp."

Naturally, Jiang Ming could not have failed to notice Luo Feng.

Though hearing the City Lord Luo flatter him would probably have had a different sort of charm, Jiang Ming was not that twisted.

"Thank you, Teacher."

Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Luo Feng was immediately delighted.

He had just seen Jiang Ming use the Nine-Layered Thunder Blade, and many ideas had arisen in his mind, though he also had many doubts.

If Jiang Ming was willing to answer them for him, he could avoid many detours.

"Mm. All right, that's it for today's lesson. Classes will be held every noon from now on, until I leave the training camp."

After Jiang Ming finished speaking, he stood up from the pilot's seat and left through the fighter jet's hatch.

Only then did Luo Feng and the others notice that they had unknowingly returned to the Elite Training Camp.

The king-level monster suspended beneath the King-class fighter jet naturally drew the attention of many people. However, Jiang Ming had already made arrangements, and soon an inspector arrived to transport the king-level monster's corpse away.

To the current humans of Earth, king-level monsters were existences akin to gods.

They could easily summon millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of monsters and launch endless monster hordes against base cities.

Every king-level monster possessed the strength to threaten a base city.

The death of another king-level monster naturally drew a great deal of attention. Even Hong called Jiang Ming to ask what reward he wanted.

Or what he intended to exchange for.

"I almost forgot. Earthlings actually aren't poor."

After ending the call with Hong, Jiang Ming slapped his forehead in sudden realization.

There were simply too many ancient civilization ruins on Earth. Though most of them were merely cosmic junk, there were occasionally things of immense value among them.

"While king-level monsters are still valuable, I should sell more of them. That way, I'll have some starting capital when I enter the universe."

The thought energized Jiang Ming.

There were still half a month before the spacecraft was completed. Since he had nothing to do during that time.

He might as well harvest a batch of king-level monsters and trade them for some cosmic junk.

"Mm, I wonder how much a beast emperor would be worth."

Jiang Ming had previously wanted to trouble the beast emperors.

However, he had still been seriously injured at the time, and the deep-sea environment did indeed restrain him somewhat.

If he went into the deep sea to fight a beast emperor while injured, and somehow failed and let it escape, wouldn't people laugh at him for the rest of his life?

A martial artist with a Gene level of 33 failing to kill two native monsters and letting them escape—if word got out, it would make every Expert in the universe laugh their teeth out.

It would become a stain on Jiang Ming's record that he could never wash away.

But things were different now. The energy from the Hawaii volcano had not merely raised Jiang Ming's strength by one level.

His injuries had also mostly healed. Though he still had some minor wounds, they were insignificant.

They would not affect his combat ability.

"But should I kill the king-level monsters first and harvest a wave of rewards from every country before killing the beast emperors, or should I kill the beast emperors directly and slowly harvest the king-level monsters afterward?"

Jiang Ming hesitated between the two options.

There were still some Experts on Earth capable of killing king-level monsters. If the beast emperors were gone, they would dare to take the initiative as well, and Jiang Ming would no longer have a monopoly.

"Forget it. I'll let them take a little advantage of me. I'm just that kind."

After thinking it over, Jiang Ming felt that if he killed the king-level monsters first, he might provoke the other king-level monsters into rioting and threatening other base cities.

Earth's population could not withstand that kind of turmoil right now.

With that thought, Jiang Ming raised his Personal Light Brain and initiated a video call to Hong.

The moment the call connected, Hong was stunned.

Because Jiang Ming said this.

"Hall Master, do you want a beast emperor?"

There's one more chapter, but it'll be a little later.