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

Qin Ming was deeply shocked. The fact that the lecturer could be referred to as a "junior" so casually made this seemingly ordinary old man, Wan, suddenly seem unfathomable.

He realized he had met a master, and the urge to seek guidance instantly overwhelmed his anxiety and uncertainty.

"It might not be very good... but if you want to see it, then go ahead and watch it."

Mr. Wan took it and remained silent.

The few seconds felt incredibly long to Qin Ming, and his heart sank to the bottom.

The old man denied it with a hint of appreciation, "No, it's quite good."

Qin Ming was prepared to be criticized, but he never expected to actually meet a kindred spirit.

"Are you serious?"

"Although you sound unconfident in your words, your lines and brushstrokes are quite confident." Old Wan's smile deepened, tinged with a hint of teasing.

"A formation is not bound by form; if it can convey emotions and communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, then it is good."

Although your appearance is somewhat unique, the inner aura you exude is definitely not a casual, playful doodle. If it were drawn with spiritual power, this would be even more evident.

"But I was just kicked out of the classroom by my advisor."

Although Qin Ming was long past the age of valuing this, he still felt somewhat ashamed.

"Oh, silly child, didn't he say he was worried you'd influence the other students?"

Qin Ming was taken aback, then remembered some details: the tutor's expression seemed to have changed after looking at the works in the back row.

At that time, some people in the back row were peeking around, as if they wanted to refer to or learn from his work.

"Really?" This positive recognition from a person was so hard to come by that Qin Ming was still somewhat dazed.

Elder Wan smiled knowingly, his gaze sweeping over the vast bookshelves, his tone tinged with arrogance, "This library is the culmination of the wisdom of several generations of the Array Academy; it's not a place anyone can just walk into."

With a casual wave of his hand, Qin Ming was surprised to find that a mysterious pattern had been left on a corner of his painting, with a faint glow flowing between them.

"This is……"

"The sign indicating entry here."

When was it left behind? The tutor didn't say anything; if he missed this opportunity...

It seemed that Elder Wan understood what Qin Ming was thinking.

"It's just a temporary access token."

He said it casually, "If you become discouraged, feel sorry for yourself, or simply leave in a huff after being kicked out of the classroom, it means that your desire to learn is not persistent and passionate enough, and your character is not up to par."

Therefore, I'd rather not give you this opportunity.

For a moment, Qin Ming felt a complex mix of emotions, unsure whether he should feel fortunate or apprehensive.

He looked back in the direction of the previous classroom and realized that the library was actually quite far from that classroom.

When he was confused and pulled out, why didn't he notice this?

So Qin Ming spent the entire afternoon in the library, where rare books that were hard to find elsewhere were gathered, and he could browse through them.

.........

In the evening, Qin Ming discovered that he had received a message from Zhang He on his phone.

How was your day?

"A very fruitful trip, well worth it!"

"You didn't run into that lunatic, did you? I was so nervous that I forgot to tell you what he looked like."

Zhang He sent a picture, which was indeed of the person Qin Ming had just met.

"This guy seems alright, even though his eyes are a bit cold. Why does everyone say that?"

Xuan Jin has a rather unique temperament, but once you get to know him, you'll find that he's a good person. In the Spirit Martial Continent, where martial arts are extraordinary, being friends with him during the day shouldn't be too scary.

Although their eyes are always ready to strike, so many years have passed and they still haven't made a move.

Time will tell...

The other person typed for a long time, and Qin Ming had already figured it out before sending a reply.

"The main problem is that this person is a bit strange. It seems that as soon as people get close to him, their own spirit beasts start to throw tantrums, and the problem is that they can't explain it to anyone. In the end, they just become violent and start destroying things at the slightest disagreement..."

It sounded rather tragic, but, "the people around him"... Qin Ming thought for a moment, then typed to confirm, "The victims are mainly people his own age, right?"

"Not entirely. Senior students were also affected, but the teachers were fine. But it's impossible for the impact to be that significant across different levels."

Clearly, Zhang He missed the point.

Qin Ming shook his head. It seemed that both of them had quite serious childhood traumas and lingering effects...

It is said that during those years, Xuan Jin's parents took their child to spirit beast breeding sites all over the country.

This child awakened early, so it's bound to become a childhood nightmare for several generations of newborn spirit beasts.

His little chubby boy shouldn't have that ability, so Qin Ming summoned him.

As soon as Little Fatty appeared, his bright round eyes fixed on Qin Ming. "Boss, why does Turtle seem to dislike you today?"

Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat when the chubby boy opened his mouth.

Damn, that kid Xuan Jin really has something up his sleeve.

"How am I in your eyes?" Qin Ming pressed for an answer.

"Boss, you smell like someone who's been killing fish for 10 years... Cold! Ruthless!!"

Qin Ming: ?

Perhaps it's the influence of the boning knife spirit...

The more Little Fatty sniffed, the wetter his eyes became, and he loudly questioned.

"Boss, what happened to all the fish you killed over the years?"

Why haven't I seen a single turtle!

"Have you been secretly keeping other turtles behind my back?!"

"..."

Qin Ming's expression went blank for a moment, and he felt as if his mind was completely empty, like a fish bubble.

After all these years of shrimp farming, have I ultimately been wasting my time?

No, why would he ask Little Fatty? Where's his brain?

Qin Ming took a deep breath, summoned Cang Xuan and Keda, and sought verification from multiple sources, while also clearing Xiao Pang's name in front of him!

"Gah, the childhood demon that my brother-in-law and older brother have been talking about is really true! That chilling aura!"

"Awoo, Qin Ming, you've finally grown up, but a qualified assassin must learn to conceal their edge and restrain their killing intent!"

The several spirit beasts, whose words were completely irrelevant, fell silent after speaking.

They exchanged their views, and without Qin Ming having to do anything, their eyes cleared up considerably, and they finally reached a consensus.

"Qin Ming, go take a shower. This smell is awful, it's bad for your head!"

Qin Ming: ...