Beast Tamer: Carrying a small world of the end times with you

“Who?! ”

Beyond the dense forest, in the midst of the mountains, three Mountain Giants were solemnly traversing the peaks, when suddenly, their faces of stone contorted, and they roared with a booming voice like the rumble of falling rocks.

They sensed a terrifying pressure suddenly descending upon them, the oppressive feeling from the end of the path causing the non-existent hair on their bodies to stand on end, despite the fact that they had no hair.

… …

Their response was a long silence.

Just as the three Mountain Giants were about to turn and flee, heavy footsteps echoed from the horizon.

The three Mountain Giants, each eight meters tall, watched in horror as a mountain peak began to slowly move towards them.

As it drew closer, they finally made out the true form of the "mountain peak."

“Hiss…”

Instantly, the three Mountain Giants wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

“The… the Sky Canopy Bull!”

One of the Mountain Giants spoke tremulously; appearing before them was none other than a Sky Canopy Bull calf.

However, compared to the adult Sky Canopy Bull outside, this Sky Canopy Bull appeared rather petite; standing on the ground, its head didn't even touch the clouds.

“…Mountain Giants? More like Dwarves, I'd say.”

The young Sky Canopy Bull glanced at the three Mountain Giants, emitting a thunderous chuckle.

At this, a hint of anger flashed across the faces of the three Mountain Giants, but after a glance at the size difference between them, they reluctantly abandoned the thought.

“You are right.”

In the end, the leading Mountain Giant could only lower his head in frustration.

“Hmph, fortunate you know what's good for you. Follow me; don't forget the purpose of this Grand Competition. So many races have united to pressure the humans into holding this event, it's not just child's play. This time, we need to plan carefully and completely eliminate that unprecedented human genius.”

The Sky Canopy Bull glanced at the three Mountain Giants, speaking slowly before continuing to move in a certain direction.

At this moment, the Mountain Giants noticed that even before them, many of the younger generation of various races had already gathered around the Sky Canopy Bull, indicating that it was determined to assassinate Qian Er.

Coincidentally, in this secret realm, such alliances and recruitment situations were endless, all with one goal: to assassinate Qian Er.

… …

“Too slow, too slow! At this rate, when will this ever end?”

Jumping off the back of a Rock-Helmeted Boar, Qian Er said with some impatience.

The progress was too slow. After a day and a night of luring and killing enemies, the three of them had only killed three hundred and forty-five enemies of different races, which was far too slow compared to the total number of participants in this assessment.

He had a premonition that the younger generation of the myriad races in this secret realm might very well be the nourishment for his Blood-Burning Saint to advance to Quasi-King.

But this progress was really too slow. The assessment time was only five days, and one day had already passed. They hadn't even left the forest yet. At this rate, they wouldn't be able to complete the entire secret realm in five days.

If he couldn't earn this money, it would be worse than killing him.

“What do you two think we should do?”

Taking out a strip of beef jerky from his spatial backpack and chewing on it, the feeling of fullness in his mouth calmed Qian Er down a bit.

Throwing a few packs of beef jerky to Li Ziming and Wu Yuan, Qian Er then sought their advice.

“The progress is indeed much slower, but there's no other way. We've encountered this many times; when things go wrong, those geniuses of the myriad races decisively choose to flee this secret realm. If it weren't for Brother Qian's Blood-Burning Saint guarding against this, perhaps quite a few of them would have really escaped.”

After harvesting the materials from the Rock-Helmeted Boar and watching its body gradually wither under the Blood-Burning Saint's devouring, Li Ziming chewed on the beef jerky very naturally and asked.

Only three hundred and forty-five in a day and a night; this was far from the overwhelming situation that a Peak Guardian Beastmaster should have against these small fry, whose strength barely exceeded Level 20.

But there was no other way; the younger generation of the myriad races really ran away at the slightest carelessness. They were too cowardly and didn't fight them head-on. Where had the bravery of their ancestors gone?

“Do you think the Student Union of our academy might have formations that can isolate space?”

Wu Yuan said absentmindedly, counting the materials in her spatial backpack over and over again; her mind was completely immersed in money at this time.

“Don't let your imagination run wild; how could that be possible?”

Rolling his eyes at her, Li Ziming directly rejected her guess.

“The Beastmaster knowledge taught in high school only covers recognizing Beastmaster types and weaknesses. Those are all knowledge that will be taught in university, but the problem is that we've only been in school for three days, no, it's the fourth day now. How could we possibly have something like that?”

“Tsk, this is really too troublesome.”

Qian Er sighed and stood up, preparing to continue searching for the next victim.

Outside, their words were completely transmitted through the light screen into the ears of all the non-human race leaders, making their teeth itch with hatred, especially those races that had already been killed once, looking at the three as if they were looking at their father's murderers.

You've already tricked our race's children into spinning around like fools, and afterwards, you actually complain that the killing is too slow?

If they hadn't clearly felt that the surrounding space-time had been fixed by the Boundless Light Tree, Xiao Yue, and that any slight movement from them would be met with Xiao Yue's thunderous strike, they would have planned to directly tear apart the space of the secret realm and forcibly assassinate Qian Er.

After all, that monster was growing too quickly, and they had no confidence in their hearts. If they could exchange their lives for Qian Er's, that would simply be the most suitable trade for them.

Not far away, in a space temporarily opened up by the Boundless Light Tree, the current Dean of the Imperial Academy, Qi Kunshan, and the True Kings of the military were gathered here, a new large screen closely watching Qian Er, causing the three of them to frown.

“…Has the strength of that kid's flesh-type Quasi-God improved again?”

Qi Kunshan sized up Qian Er and the Blood-Burning Saint with an incredulous gaze, before inquiring uncertainly after a while.

This speed was too outrageous, wasn't it? Back when his family had just taken away his opportunity, and he had been recruited by the Emperor, enjoying the full supply of Imperial resources, he hadn't progressed this quickly.

“Yes, it has improved a bit. I temporarily asked Senior Xiao Yue to project a fake image outside, concealing the news of his strength improvement.”

The current Dean nodded.

“I'm just afraid that he will advance to Quasi-King in the secret realm, and then it will be difficult to hide.”