Beast Taming: Starting from Transmigration and Starting with a Cheat Code

Since he had nothing better to do, Qin Ming's interest was piqued. "Why do you say that?"

The old man glanced at Qin Ming, as if he had been given a chance to talk.

"He was a very talented child. At a very young age, he knew that if he could awaken his talent, he would most likely become a Spirit Master, and he longed for it every day with a kind of obsessive desire."

Qin Ming nodded. That's normal; everyone fantasizes about being a genius when they're young. "And then?"

"One night, he actually succeeded; he was only 7 years old."

Damn, a talent-driven player, Qin Ming's lips twitched.

The old man was completely unaware, seemingly lost in his memories. "He successfully awakened his talent and couldn't wait to show it off to the young spirit beasts... but not a single spirit beast responded to him."

"He refused to believe it and desperately tried to show off his talent. The baby spirit beast let out a miserable cry and was driven out by the adult spirit beast."

This isn't going in the right direction. Qin Ming frowned. "What about the child's guardian and teacher?"

"This child's parents are powerful spirit masters who happened to be away on a mission. They left a nanny-type spirit beast to take care of the child, but the child was too young when he awakened his spirit and stole his parents' identification to enter the school..."

"This...is too much of a coincidence, but won't someone discover the problem soon enough?"

"The child felt utterly humiliated and, being very stubborn, didn't tell anyone. The next night, he secretly went again..."

Qin Ming couldn't help but slap his forehead, looking speechless: "Shouldn't his parents have found out when they get back from their mission?"

"They found out, but the little boy was heartbroken and traumatized, and he was unwilling to open his heart to spirit beasts again."

"Although his elders have been trying to guide him, his thinking has become somewhat distorted. He believes that such a timid and cowardly spirit beast is not worthy of being his partner!"

"So he didn't become a Spirit Master? That's such a pity, with such high talent..." Qin Ming couldn't help but feel regretful.

"No, he succeeded. Just when his parents were filled with despair and regret, a spirit beast that was innately compatible with him appeared!"

"That's great." Qin Ming was genuinely pleased with this happy ending.

"It's pretty good."

The refined young man across from me, who had been listening quietly, closed his book, raised his head slightly, and a smile that was hard to describe appeared on his lips.

Qin Ming met his gaze upon hearing the voice...

What kind of look was that?

That wasn't the look of a scholar or student; it was the look of a top assassin, a ruthless butcher.

His gaze was so sharp it seemed to pierce through flesh and bone, not at life itself, but at a vital, anatomical coldness and precision.

"He made a contract with the 'Bonecrusher Spirit'."

The young man smiled and uttered the most chilling words in the calmest tone, "This is it."

As he finished speaking, a strangely shaped, semi-transparent sword spirit, shrouded in a faint, blood-red aura, silently appeared in the air beside him, radiating a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

The young man pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light.

My name is Xuan Jin.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Qin Ming."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and Qin Ming's hair stood on end.

Having seen a lot of the world, he quickly realized that Xuan Jin's talent was strange, which seemed to be reflected in his eyes.

"Your eyes... what do I look like in your eyes right now?" Qin Ming asked sharply.

Xuan Jin gave a strange smile, his gaze behind his glasses like an invisible ray piercing through his skin. "Your upper and lower jawbones are opening and closing, the masseter and temporalis muscle fibers are relaxing in sync, the orbicularis labii... "

"Stop!" Qin Ming interrupted quickly, not wanting to hear any more.

"Your talent is quite unique, isn't it? X-ray vision?"

Since the other party answered without any concealment, Qin Ming also asked questions directly.

"To be precise, it's fatal deconstruction. I prefer to see through the weaknesses of everything; insight is a secondary ability."

Looking at the other person's inorganic, cold eyes, like a wild beast before its hunt, Qin Ming felt that his childhood experiences were not unjust at all, and that he was probably not the only one with real psychological trauma.

but……

"That's a really cool ability," Qin Ming praised.

Having seen countless research fanatics before, he found it alright, perhaps because he knew about the other person's childhood experiences and became more tolerant and forgiving.

Qin Ming turned his head and carefully examined the blood-red sword spirit. This should be the first artifact-type spirit he had ever seen, which was quite rare.

Seeing it was a bonus, so Qin Ming quickly took a few more glances and even wanted to touch it.

Xuan Jin was somewhat taken aback by Qin Ming's reaction. Under Qin Ming's regretful gaze, he hurriedly withdrew his contracted spirit. "Aren't you afraid?"

"I might have been scared when I was little, but I'm not so bad now."

Despite Zhang He's warning, Qin Ming had his own judgment—wasn't this just another version of "I Have a Forensic Doctor Friend"?

It's no big deal. When he was studying on Earth, his medical friend shared his thoughts on a physical anatomy class. Did he say anything? He just got defensive along with him.

Qin Ming could now understand why the other party had come to the Array Formation Academy.

"So, your talent is also very helpful in formations?"

"A little bit."

"Is the formation advanced yet?"

"Almost."

"Then we're about the same."

Although Qin Ming is not very talkative under normal circumstances, he becomes cheerful and lively when he encounters people with more introverted personalities.

Especially since this person answers every question so readily!

Qin Ming's curiosity was piqued, and he asked without restraint, "Xuan Jin, in your eyes, are spirit beasts just bones and muscles? What about powerful spirit beasts?"

Xuan Jin frowned slightly and replied coldly, "Yes, but incredibly powerful."

"Have you ever considered what level is considered powerful, or how much beyond your level?"

Xuan Jin's gaze began to wander. "I've noticed, but not absolutely. It's related to potential..."

"What about plant-based and object-based spirit beasts?"

Xuan Jin shrank back slightly.

"What do inanimate stones and iron blocks look like to you? Can you see the vibrant colors on the surface of a rainbow spider?"

"Hey, why did you leave so suddenly?"

"You haven't returned the book yet!"

Qin Ming shouted at Xuan Jin's retreating figure, but the other person walked away even faster.

Realizing that he had finally managed to be enthusiastic, he seemed to have overdone it... Qin Ming scratched his head.

What a nice person he is, how did such rumors come about? He just carries a small knife around all the time and looks like he's about to stab someone the next second...

Well, thankfully it's daytime. Qin Ming stretched.

"It's been so long since I've seen such an energetic Xiao Jin, it's really great." The old man smiled with satisfaction as he walked up to Qin Ming.

"My surname is Wan. I've been guarding this library for many years. It's rare to meet such an interesting student as you."

"You were taking an advanced formation course, right? Xiao Liu is a bit stubborn, but he has a good personality. Why would they kick you out? Can I take a look?"

As he spoke, he reached out his withered hand towards Qin Ming's large work, which was lying face down on the table...