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

Qin Ming observed carefully that the shaking had started from the base of the tree trunk, gradually spreading upwards to the crown, and finally affecting the leaves.

This doesn't conform to the laws governing wind action at all; the order is reversed, and the way forces are applied is incorrect!

"No need to hold back, go!" Qin Ming made a decisive decision.

The hot water jet in Keda's mouth is poised to erupt—

"Waaah, please spare me, sir! The tree is alive!"

The crooked jujube tree shook violently, a crack appeared in its trunk, and it seemed to be begging for mercy with a sobbing voice.

A tree that can talk—how strange! But thankfully, this is the Spirit Martial Continent, where all sorts of strange things happen.

Qin Ming boasted that he had seen many spirit beasts at the Magic City Academy, but this was the first time he had encountered a plant spirit beast that could disguise itself as an ordinary tree and even talk.

He narrowed his eyes, signaling Keda not to act yet, and said in a deep voice, "Then why don't you tell me the truth? What's your background, and what are you doing here?"

Plant-like spirit beasts, though they don't like to move, have after all developed intelligence. It would be too exaggerated for them to truly pretend to be a tree and remain completely still.

Unless there are ulterior motives or some other hidden purpose.

"I've been here for ten years! My great-grandfather brought me here! I haven't done anything!"

The jujube tree seemed to be crying out in a wronged tone, its rough voice tinged with sobs. The cracks on its trunk opened and closed, and a few drops of sap seeped out, like tears.

"Dishonest and lying."

Qin Ming did know that Zeng Guian's family had a jujube tree, but was this the one in front of him?

Moreover, although this tree looks no different from an ordinary jujube tree, the bark texture is too regular and the angle of the branch forks is too symmetrical, as if it was deliberately imitated.

"It's true. If you don't believe me, ask Zeng Gui'an. I watched that kid grow up!"

The jujube tree panicked, its branches trembling wildly, almost shaking down several unripe jujubes. "That kid wet the bed at three, fell down from a tree at four, used a slingshot to shoot birds at five, and at six—oh dear, can I even mention these things?"

Qin Ming's lips twitched.

Zeng Gui'an had mentioned the jujube tree in his yard, but he never said it could talk. If there really was such a talking tree, that guy would have boasted about it eight hundred times over.

Still think you're a jujube tree? Are you addicted to pretending?

"You're not a jujube tree!" Qin Ming bluntly pointed out.

"I'm not a jujube tree!?"

The sound that came through was so shocking that it broke through his defenses. The cracks on the tree trunk widened, and Qin Ming was able to see the breach in the tree!

Qin Ming: "..."

"Who told you you're from a jujube tree?" Qin Ming rubbed his forehead, a vague sense of unease creeping in.

"The Zeng Zhiyong inside is Zeng Gui'an's father." Zao Shu's voice trailed off, carrying a bewildered doubt about the tree's existence. "Ten years ago, he brought me back from the wild, planted me here, and said, 'From now on, you will be our family's jujube tree.' And then... and then the tree became a jujube tree."

Qin Ming gritted his teeth, feeling his temples throbbing: "You can talk, you can move, but have you ever seen the tree next door move?"

"That brother is mentally challenged and physically disabled; he's different!"

The jujube tree retorted confidently, pointing its branches towards the neighboring yard, "That jujube tree next door can't move, can't talk, and its roots are all shortened—how pathetic! Trees are much better than them!"

Qin Ming: "..."

He took a deep breath, knowing that this foolish tree probably didn't have the ability to do anything bad. With that kind of intelligence, what malicious intent could it possibly have?

Could someone really lie in wait here for ten years, plotting something sinister? What are they after? The little bit of farmyard manure the Zeng family uses every year?

With a sigh of despair, Qin Ming made one last attempt, pointing to the heavy fruit hanging on the tree: "Where did you get these dates hanging there?"

The jujube tree proudly swayed its branches, laden with green and red fruit, as if showing off: "It's jujube tree, of course it bears jujubes."

"Reachable..."

"Gah!" Keda responded by displaying a water balloon.

"Oh, alright, alright, I'll tell you, but don't tell anyone!" The jujube tree immediately backed down, its branches drooping, and it lowered its voice.

"The tree stopped bearing fruit at first, but Zeng Gui'an kept nagging it every day, 'Why isn't the jujube tree bearing fruit yet?' 'Everyone else's jujube tree already has jujubes.' 'Are you a fake jujube tree?'..."

The tree got fed up and stole some trees from next door to hang on its body. Later, somehow, they slowly grew, but there weren't enough, so it often went back to take more.

It paused, then added, "So even though the neighbor's brother is mentally challenged and physically disabled, he's generous. Don't look down on them!"

Qin Ming took a deep breath and pressed his palm against his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

Why is he so fixated on such a faint aura of a spirit beast?

It's just a silly tree stealing some dates, right? So many years have passed, and everything is still fine, isn't it?

He roughly figured out the cause and effect: about ten years ago, Zeng's father found this spiritual plant seedling in the wild. At that time, it had a faint aura and was almost no different from an ordinary sapling.

Zeng's father, having already formed a preconceived notion, brought it back and planted it in the yard. It indeed grew quietly without showing any abnormalities, so Zeng's father naturally never doubted its identity.

Zeng Gui'an was young and naive back then, spending all his time focused on the trees. Now that he has gained experience, he is flustered and confused, unable to pay attention to details. Even when he comes home, he would most likely not suspect that there is something wrong with the trees that his family has been growing for ten years.

But it's even better. As a rare spiritual tree, it disguises itself so well that it thinks it's a jujube tree, and it even learned to grow jujubes!

What a foolish tree it must be to deceive itself so thoroughly.

Just as Qin Ming was about to wave his hand to take Keda back, a sudden inspiration struck him.

Wait a minute—you can grow dates on your own now?

He suddenly looked up and re-examined the crooked tree.

As far as he knew, there was only one extremely rare spiritual plant that, once it came into contact with and consumed a certain resource, had a certain probability of gaining the ability to bear the same kind of fruit...

It was a legendary spiritual plant called the Myriad Manifestations Spiritual Root.

The myriad spiritual roots are born and nurtured by nature, and when they first sprout, they are no different from ordinary plants.

It has no fixed form, no innate abilities, but it possesses a unique talent in the entire spiritual plant world—the ability to devour sources.

It can gradually analyze the life imprint of any fruit or seed it comes into contact with, and eventually gain the ability to bear the same kind of fruit.

In theory, given enough time and resources, it can continuously devour and evolve, eventually becoming a legendary tree capable of bearing all kinds of fruit.

It can produce thousand-year-old vermilion fruit, ten-thousand-year-old lingzhi mushroom, dragon blood ginseng, and phoenix marrow flower—any rare and precious plant listed on the spiritual plant list.

Although it has no combat power, it also has no level cap.

As long as the resources you come into contact with are of a high enough quality, diverse enough, and abundant enough, you can upgrade all the way up and eventually become a mobile treasure trove of natural resources.

This is precisely why such spiritual plants have caused several disturbances.

Historically, a myriad spiritual root was secretly cultivated by a powerful force, devouring hundreds of rare spiritual plants. The fruit it produced eventually triggered a war that lasted for ten years.

The last spiritual plant was destroyed, but its fruit was scattered to various places, and it is said that new seedlings are growing in secret.

However, each time, due to its extraordinary abilities yet fragile nature, it perishes halfway through, becoming a victim of the struggle between various forces.

That infamous femme fatale, is this idiotic tree right in front of me?

...No way?