62: negotiation

After 'Battle Axe' Yu Yang left, Thunder God recomposed himself and looked at Qiao Yu.

"Your ability is indeed good, but if the effect is so potent, will there be any side effects? For you, or for him?"

The reason Thunder God sent Yu Yang away was also out of fear that the other party might harbor resentment upon hearing about potential side effects.

"There will indeed be side effects, but these side effects primarily involve a significant drain on my own energy."

Qiao Yu shook his head with a bitter smile, feigning a somewhat weak and blood-deficient appearance.

"So you've already expended so much just treating one martial artist? That's not very cost-effective. If there were a few more martial artists, wouldn't Qiao Yu be completely drained into a husk? How about we just forget it, and I'll just execute you on the spot?"

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Thunder God naturally could tell whether Qiao Yu was faking it. He raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of a wicked smile, and replied with a touch of charm in his tone.

"The consumption isn't that exaggerated, but I can't work for free, can I? Not to mention, this ability is unique to me; only I can provide it."

"On another note, you want the horse to run well, but you don't want the horse to eat grass. Now you even want to slaughter the donkey after it's served its purpose. Even capitalists before the Great Nirvana era weren't as barbaric as you."

"Bald Lei, you're just pure barbarism!"

Qiao Yu grew more spirited as he spoke, eventually even pointing at Thunder God's nose, completely unafraid of displeasing him.

The white-robed bald young man felt the veins on his forehead gradually bulge, as if he was on the verge of an outburst.

Seeing the blood rushing to Thunder God's bald head, Qiao Yu dared not provoke him further and closed his mouth.

"Speak, what are your conditions?"

Thunder God took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, and calmly said to Qiao Yu.

"I'm still your personal disciple, right? As my master, shouldn't you vigorously promote me and let me keep all the profits for myself? You can't possibly snatch your disciple's livelihood, can you?"

Qiao Yu said after a moment of thought.

Thunder God, however, seemed unfazed. He used his thumb to pick at the nail seam of his pinky finger, blew away the dirt on his nail, and then spoke indifferently.

"Shouldn't a disciple honor his master? From now on, the profits from your sales of the water of rebirth will serve as your initiation fee."

"Then let's terminate the transaction."

Qiao Yu said, dissatisfied.

"What, aren't you afraid I'll..."

Just as Thunder God was about to feign a threat, Qiao Yu said nonchalantly.

"Kill me then! You're so powerful, so capable, go ahead and kill me!"

"What kind of rubbish personal disciple am I? My status isn't even as valuable as a few nameless small fry in the Thunderbolt Martial Arts School that you can't even recall."

"Hmph, personal disciple? Bah! Not even a dog would be one!"

Qiao Yu immediately crossed his arms over his chest, sat straight down on the ground, lifted his head, exposing his entire neck, looking as if he was ready to be killed or flayed at will.

Seeing Qiao Yu had completely given up, Thunder God rubbed his nose, feeling a bit apologetic in his heart; it seemed he had overacted this time.

He was initially somewhat angry with Qiao Yu, but his anger wasn't directed at Qiao Yu killing the Tiger Tooth Squad. It was more out of vigilance and anger towards Qiao Yu's ability, which could potentially implicate all of humanity.

After observing Qiao Yu for so long, could a man in his fifties not discern whether Qiao Yu harbored malicious intent?

"Alright, alright, it's my fault as a master."

"How about this: I will list your water of rebirth in the Martial Artist Mall for martial artists worldwide to purchase, and it will be the water of rebirth personally endorsed and certified by Thunder God."

"I won't ask for your initiation fee anymore. I was the one who wanted to take you as a disciple, but the platform's 10% commission still needs to be paid."

"As for the personal benefits I can offer you, there aren't any items suitable for your current stage. I never thought about taking a disciple before, so all the treasures I collected are for my own use, and you can't use them at all right now."

Thunder God rubbed his bald head, laughing awkwardly.

Hearing Thunder God say this, Qiao Yu felt relieved but also speechless.

So, this 'personal disciple' thing is just an empty title, with no real benefits?

But upon closer thought, did he really need Thunder God to provide him with resources?

He could only say that he didn't need them for now, but perhaps in the future.

Even if Thunder God gave him the entire Thunderbolt Martial Arts School, it wouldn't be of much use. Everyone obeyed Thunder God's strength, not his, Qiao Yu's, strength.

What he currently needed most was to develop his own power.

"I don't need anything from you for now, but I do have a request."

Qiao Yu said with a serious expression.

"Whatever your request, just say it directly."

Thunder God waved his hand grandly, patted his chest, and said with full confidence.

He was the worlds second strongest person. If there were a Genie from One Thousand and One Nights in this world, his power on Earth would probably be more effective than the so-called Genie.

"It's not a big deal, but I plan to establish my own force."

Qiao Yu said seriously.

"Your own force? What kind of force do you want to establish?"

"I want to establish my own empire in the Wilderness Area!"

Thunder God was taken aback, his lips pressed tightly together, and finally, he couldn't hold back and burst out laughing loudly.

"Pfft! Hahaha!"

Thunder God slapped his thigh, laughing loudly.

"I thought you were going to make some big demand, turns out it's just this?"

"No one will bother you no matter what you do in the Wilderness Area. Don't worry, as long as you can eliminate all the monsters within the sphere of influence you wish to delineate, and also have the ability to resist other monsters invading cities, you can even establish your own Base City."

Thunder God wasn't laughing at Qiao Yu's idea of establishing an empire, but at how virtually impossible it was to achieve.

Aside from the official governments of the world's major powers and the world's strongest person like Hong, Thunder God had never seen anyone with such great appeal to establish a new country or Base City.

Even he, Thunder God, didn't have such appeal; the world's strongest person was simply the world's strongest person.

Even more so for Qiao Yu, merely a Warlord Level martial artist with little renown.

Even if he had good talent and was taken as a disciple by him, Thunder God's primary motive was his personal desire to comprehend the domain.

The principle of his Thunderbolt Martial Arts School was the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak. Only those who carved a bloody path through numerous competitors were qualified to negotiate.

This was also why the Thunderbolt Martial Arts School was known as a den of bandits; almost every martial artist from the Thunderbolt Martial Arts School prioritized their own interests.

The elimination and death rates in various training camps far exceeded those of the Dojo of Limits.

Seeing that Thunder God didn't take his words seriously, Qiao Yu wasn't annoyed.

'All I need is a stable environment for growth, not just for myself, but for my abilities as well...'