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

The giant claw hovering in mid-air not only lost its murderous aura, but instead carried a hint of caution. It slowed down its movements and tapped the air twice.

"You're very good!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the Crimson Lion King felt awkward. His majestic ears twitched unnaturally, and a surge of heat rushed to his cheeks.

Fortunately, his thick, bright red mane perfectly concealed his embarrassment, preventing him from appearing even more awkward in front of everyone.

Seeing that Qin Ming did not respond, the Lion King felt helpless and added in a gruff voice, "Alright, your test ends here. You pass."

It's not that the Crimson Lion King can't win, but... a ceasefire is more cost-effective!

In the world of spirit beasts, items like the one Qin Ming holds, which carry a strong individual aura and markings, usually represent tokens or talismans.

The subtext is simple and brutal: This guy is under my protection! Anyone who dares to mess with him should think twice about the consequences!

This is a conventional understanding ingrained in the blood of animals.

He, the Crimson Lion King, is passionate but not stupid. What kind of irreconcilable hatred does he have for Qin Ming?

It's just a college assessment, is it really necessary?

Thinking of this, the Crimson Lion King's eyes cleared, and his awkward expression disappeared, leaving only the composure of "a wise man submits to circumstances."

The intention to cease hostilities was too obvious, and the sudden change in attitude caught Qin Ming off guard.

But is it possible that it was a trick?

He still hasn't received any official notification from the academy regarding his battle bracelet!

Just as the atmosphere became delicate—

"Hmm! All ready!"

"Everyone has worked hard. Now it's time to watch the turtle's performance! Let's see the turtle get revenge for everyone!"

Little Fatty strode forward aggressively, his body surging with energy and shimmering with a mysterious luster.

In his envisioned script, at this moment, the eldest brother Qin Ming, Keda, and Cangxuan should be fighting a bitter battle, giving their all, yet still facing constant danger.

Just when they were regretting their defeat against a strong enemy and eagerly awaiting their chance, Little Fatty, the great hero, made a dazzling appearance and turned the tide!

He stood tall and proud, striking the most imposing pose, his small eyes suddenly opening wide with a determined gaze.

"Huh!?"

Nobody paid any attention to him!

The little fat boy's head spun around and around, faster and faster. He blinked, staring at the man and lion who seemed to have shaken hands and made peace. The whole turtle was stunned...

Inside the monitoring room outside the venue, the examiners were also discussing the matter animatedly.

"So... he's passed? That's far too frivolous. Isn't this blatantly letting him get away with it and allowing him to exploit loopholes in the rules?" An examiner known for his strictness frowned, his fingers unconsciously tapping the table.

The young examiner sitting next to him seemed quite relaxed, spreading his hands and laughing, "There's nothing we can do. We set the rules ourselves: 'any means are acceptable.' It's all in black and white, under everyone's watchful eyes. If we were to go back on our word now, what would become of the reputation of our Magic City Academy?"

"But then again, isn't this kid using a bit too many 'methods'?"

"That's an extraordinary amount."

Many examiners' eyes were still fixed on the crystal on the screen that had made the Lion King stop instantly.

"Judging from the Lion King's reaction alone, one can guess that the token is of extraordinary origin. It made the sixth-tier Crimson Flame Lion King not even bother with a test, but directly back down..."

These influential figures, who hold sway over the outside world, unconsciously added a touch of sourness to their tone when discussing this matter.

This level of "talisman" is not something that just any person or beast can possess, much less something that someone of Qin Ming's strength could normally obtain.

At this point in the conversation, everyone's enthusiasm waned, and a brief silence fell over the monitoring room.

Dean Hui cleared his throat at the right moment, bringing everyone's somewhat scattered thoughts back on track.

"Getting back to the main topic, Qin Ming has passed this assessment ahead of schedule. Does anyone have any objections?"

"Okay." It was the examiner who had initially questioned it who nodded first.

"Putting aside the final token, his combat skills, tactical planning, on-the-spot adaptability, and ability to command and coordinate multiple spirit beasts demonstrated in the assessment far surpass those of his peers, and even exceed those of many experienced spirit masters. This ability is enough for him to protect himself in most dangerous situations."

"I agree," another examiner chimed in. "Although the methods were a bit... well, unconventional. But the results were undeniable. The purpose of the assessment was to test the trainees' survival and coping abilities, and he succeeded, and succeeded exceptionally well."

"In that case, let's settle on this arrangement."

Dean Hui made the decision, then glanced at the sullen Crimson Lion King on the screen, his words laced with amusement, "Let's not make things difficult for the lion anymore, he... had a tough day."

Upon hearing this, everyone recalled the Lion King's predicament and the forced "ceasefire," and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

The monitoring room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

At the same time, Qin Ming, who was in the assessment venue, felt his combat bracelet vibrate, and he finally received the official notification.

With the last weight lifted from his heart, Qin Ming felt relieved.

But seeing Little Fatty's disappointment, he immediately put on an overly sincere smile, cupped his hands towards the Crimson Flame Lion King, and said, "Thank you for your mercy and guidance, Senior Lion King!"

"Your strength is unfathomable, your awe-inspiring presence has greatly benefited this junior!"

Regardless of how much of the praise was genuine, it at least improved the Crimson Lion King's depressed mood somewhat.

He subconsciously puffed out his chest, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and even his beard curled up in a smile.

Seeing that his "sugar coating" had initially worked, Qin Ming immediately changed his tone, his eyes burning with eagerness, like a student humbly seeking knowledge, and began to reveal his true intentions:

"Senior Lion King, what are your thoughts on the skill combo rhythm of Ke Lai just now? Is there any room for improvement in the timing of the transition between Boiling Water and Freezing Water?"

"Furthermore, what are the shortcomings of the combination of formations and terrain traps that I set up? How can they be improved to be more effective in a real life-or-death battle in the wild?"

The smile on the Crimson Lion King's face gradually froze and crumbled.

He stared wide-eyed at the inquisitive young man, his eyes first flashing with confusion, then replaced by deep numbness and regret.

Why should he suffer here?

Wasn't the war already over? Why are we still suffering such torture?!

What are his thoughts and feelings? His head is spinning, and he has angina!

While the Lion King appeared to be deep in thought, but was actually practically lost in thought, Qin Ming was still seizing the opportunity.

"By the way, Senior Lion King, I actually have one more trump card I haven't had a chance to use yet. I wonder... if you could be so generous as to give me another chance and give me some pointers?"

Lion King: ...