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

Zeng Guian took a deep breath and took out the treasures stored in special containers from his backpack.

The first container was a square jade box. Upon opening it, a cool fragrance wafted out – the Cleansing Herb, entirely emerald green, with a shimmering halo on its leaves.

Cultivated by Xiaopang and Cangxuan together, its quality is naturally excellent.

The second container is a crystal bottle containing a pale golden liquid—a calming extract—which produces tiny specks of light when gently shaken.

The third container is a wooden box. When opened, the bright white leaves lie quietly on a velvet cushion—the Mingxin leaf.

The fourth container is the most special; a palm-sized jade pot contains half a pot of crystal-clear spring water—the Cleansing Spring.

Little Fatty orders this from the academy every month. It is said that only by adding this spring water when cooking high-end ingredients can the meat become more tender without damaging its original energy structure.

Of course, a more widespread and common use is for spirit beasts to consume it directly to remove impurities from their bodies.

But since both dishes end up in the stomach, Little Fatty's method is even more flavorful, so Qin Ming naturally had no objections.

When Zeng Gui'an, who was unaware of the inside story, saw this item, his eyes welled up with tears.

Of course he knew the market price of Dichenquan (a type of mineral), which was sold by the drop! In school, it required a large number of credits to obtain, while in the outside market, a single drop was equivalent to half a month's expenses for an average family.

This half-pot in front of me contains at least a hundred drops, enough to buy half of his yard!

Qin Ming gave him such a precious resource without saying a word. He's a true brother!

Moved, Zeng Guian neatly arranged the four treasures on the small table by his bedside, which exuded a calming power.

Qin Ming wasted no time and took action immediately.

He first took the cleansing herb and quickly ground it in his palm using his spiritual power. The emerald green leaves transformed into a verdant mud-like substance in his palm, emitting an even richer, cool fragrance, like the fresh scent of grass and trees after a rain in the deep mountains.

After being crushed, Zeng Guian took the medicine and carefully applied it to the wound on Zeng's father's arm.

The wound was originally covered by bandages, but after they were removed, a hideous scar was revealed, with the skin and flesh rolled up and the edges showing an eerie black color, as if it had been corroded by something.

The moment the medicinal mud was applied, Zeng's father's brows furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed again.

After five minutes, the medicine slowly seeped into the skin, and the dark lines seemed to fade a little.

There is a play!

The two exchanged a surprised glance. Qin Ming could even see the sudden gleam in Zeng Gui'an's eyes.

Zeng Guian quickly dissolved the calming essence in water. When the pale golden liquid was dropped into the warm water, it spread out into tiny specks of light, and the whole bowl of water shimmered with a soft luster.

He lifted his father's head and fed him the medicine slowly, bit by bit, afraid of him choking. After feeding him, he gave his father a piece of Mingxin leaf to hold under his tongue.

These treatments are relatively mild, so they can be used by the sick and weak, and there are no strict requirements for dosage control.

As for the Cleansing Spring, its effects are rather overpowering. It's best to wait until other treasures take effect before consuming it, otherwise it will be too wasteful as it will purify all the targets.

Qin Ming didn't know if the alien energy in his father's body was troublesome, and the reserves of the Cleansing Spring were limited. After discussing it, the two agreed that it was best to maximize its effectiveness.

Although the calming essence was taken internally, it was extremely effective. In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Qin Ming noticed a change in his father's breathing.

Previously, it was weak and disordered, like a candle flickering in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment; now it has become regular and stable, and the rise and fall of the chest is more powerful.

Zeng Gui'an, who didn't even blink, naturally saw it too; he stared intently at the black lines extending from his arm to his chest.

As the ominous lines faded, the father's furrowed brows relaxed, he clenched his fist forcefully, and silently grinned.

Just as I was about to rush over and tell my mother the good news, I heard soft snoring coming from next door.

The snoring was even and long, and Zeng Guian paused in his movements. "My mother didn't used to snore when she slept..."

Zeng Guian stopped after saying only half a sentence, realizing that his mother was truly exhausted.

How long did she endure the ordeal alone after her father's accident? All the burdens fell on her shoulders.

Those sleepless nights, those moments of weeping alone, those moments of utter despair as she faced her comatose husband—

Zeng Guian lowered his eyes, not daring to think any further.

"Alright, since Uncle is alright, you keep an eye on things for now. I'll go out and find some food to bring back!" Qin Ming's voice broke the silence.

There's no food delivery or canteen here, and the small restaurants in town don't know when they'll close.

If he waits until his mother wakes up before cooking, it will probably be too late. He might as well go out and find something to eat so that she can have something hot to eat when she wakes up.

Zeng Guian also realized this, but his father needed someone to look after him, and his mother had just rested, so he could only ask his friend for help.

He had shown a grateful yet ashamed expression for the umpteenth time today, repeatedly expressing his thanks.

"Alright, I'm off." Qin Ming waved goodbye.

Although he was unfamiliar with the place, he wasn't worried about not being able to find it. Little Fatty had some supplies in his belly, so he could just find an excuse to go out and get them.

"Boss, how's it going?" Little Fatty blinked and asked with concern.

"You've got it! Thanks for your help, my darling." Qin Ming patted his head. "Now I need your help with something. Take out some of the good food you've been saving..."

"Ugh!" Little Fatty instinctively shrank his head, refusing to listen.

"I don't need much, just enough for dinner. I'll return it to you when I get back!"

"Hmm, the turtle's collection is all top-notch!"

Qin Ming estimated that he couldn't repay the loan, but he had other things to do. He made a promise, "When I have time, I'll take you back and forth to Blue Star a few times so that your space can grow painlessly."

"Hmm~" Little Fatty was about to agree, but then he realized that this was what the boss should do.

"Don't hesitate, take a few dishes, and I'll take you back several times in a row, okay?"

Little Fatty's eyes lit up, and he started rummaging through his things.

"Wait, we can't eat that much!"

Little Fatty sighed and began to carefully calculate his expenses.

"Wait, no repackaging either!"

After several twists and turns, Qin Ming finally decided on dinner. He was no longer in a hurry and prepared to go out for a stroll, but when he passed through the yard, he suddenly stopped.

He looked up at the crooked jujube tree in the yard.

The afterglow of the setting sun gilded the jujube tree with a golden edge, and the leaves rustled in the evening breeze.

But when I was chatting with Little Fatty just now, there wasn't a sound at all; it was unusually quiet.

And these dates, there are so many of them, while the neighbor's only has a few scattered ones.

Qin Ming stared at the jujube tree for a long time, his brows slowly furrowing.

His intuition reminded him, so he transmitted his voice, "Keda, can you take a look at this jujube tree for me, right?"

"Gah!" Keda displayed its power, preparing a torrent of boiling water from its mouth.

The jujube tree trembled, its branches and leaves rustling, but it seemed as if the wind was blowing, and it quickly returned to calm.

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes. Something was wrong!