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

"Gui'an, come here for a moment."

Qin Ming beckoned to Zeng Gui'an with a gesture reminiscent of calling a puppy. The gesture was so casual, he was practically begging for a "moo" sound.

Zeng Guian was looking at the trees in the yard when he heard Qin Ming's call and was somewhat confused.

Although he didn't know where his friend got the confidence to call him that way, his father had received a lot of favors from Qin Ming, so he didn't say much, dusted off his hands, and obediently came over.

"What do you want?" Zeng Guian walked up to Qin Ming with a look that said, "You'd better have something important to say."

Qin Ming lowered his voice mysteriously, "Little Fatty and Cang Xuan have prepared a big gift for you! Do you dare to accept it?"

Zeng Guian: ?

He paused for a moment, his mind racing.

It's certainly something to brag about when a spirit beast brings back gifts to share with its spirit master. Just like the delicious food Little Fatty always brings back, Qin Ming can bragged about it for a long time.

But bring it to him? What kind of nonsense is that? Robin Hood-style redistribution?

Indeed, in Zeng Guian's eyes, Qin Ming was already a tycoon in every sense of the word.

Look at those spirit beasts—Cangxuan, a wolf king of his generation, majestic and domineering; Xiaopang, a breeding genius, possessing unique skills; and Keda, the combat powerhouse, diligent and self-disciplined.

Each one is a masterpiece!

Zeng Guian had been envious and jealous for a long time, but he admitted that he lacked both talent and luck.

So he could only think about it and then bury himself in his work. He told himself that what is destined to be yours will be yours, and what is not, you shouldn't force.

But seeing that his friend wasn't following the script he'd prepared and was giving him a strange look, as if he were being bullied, Qin Ming sighed and emphasized, "I've checked it; it's a great gift. You definitely won't regret accepting it!"

Zeng Guian waved his hand, his face sincere: "I have received too much kindness from you along the way, I am afraid that I will not be able to repay it in the future, so I will let it go."

"Don't take it out. I believe you. I'm just afraid I won't be able to resist. If you take it out, I'll definitely want it, and then I won't be able to pay it back. Isn't that torture?"

Qin Ming: ? ?

Goodness, this isn't following the script!

His original script was: Zeng Gui'an would be overjoyed, moved to tears, and then solemnly accept this generous gift. But this guy actually played the "gratitude" and "not wanting more" card on him?

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes and stared at Zeng Guian for three seconds.

Zeng Guian felt uneasy under his gaze and instinctively took a step back: "W-what are you doing?"

"Suit yourself," Qin Ming said slowly, "but don't regret it later."

Without further ado, he called out to Little Fatty, "Release the dogs!"

Zeng Guian: ? ? ?

Before he could react, a ripple suddenly appeared in the space around Qin Ming.

That was a sign that Little Fatty's innate ability was being activated. Immediately afterward, a grayish-white shadow leaped out of the void and landed steadily in the courtyard.

It's a dog.

With gray and white fur and a mixed-race appearance, it is not particularly large, but its muscles are smooth and powerful.

The moment it landed, it first cautiously scanned its surroundings, then saw Cang Xuan, its eyes immediately lit up, and it trotted over to rub against him.

Zeng Guian: ...

That's it?

He was about to say something when he suddenly froze.

A faint light emanated from the dog.

It wasn't ordinary light, but a faint, flowing, almost living halo.

The halo emanated from the dog's body, flowing slowly along the lines of its fur. Wherever it flowed, the fur became shinier and more textured.

At the same time, a faint ripple spread out.

Zeng Guian's eyelid twitched.

After all, he was a top student from the Shanghai Academy. Even if his strength was lacking, he certainly had the necessary perspective.

This is... a fluctuation of spiritual energy? No, it's not an ordinary fluctuation of spiritual energy, this is—

Metamorphosis!

The transformation of a spirit beast!

"This, this..." Zeng Guian pointed at the dog, his fingers trembling, "It, it, it..."

Qin Ming stood calmly by with his arms crossed, but he was actually quite anxious.

The white dog was in Little Fatty's space. As for the spiritual energy fluctuations during its transformation after being released, he found after consulting the data that wild spirit beasts would also experience similar situations when they encountered various opportunities to improve.

There might be subtle differences, but in this area, clearly no one has the discernment to tell the difference. It's perfectly safe.

He appeared calm, but his heart was actually in turmoil.

The white dog has recovered most of its injuries, and after the formation crystals condensed and its intelligence was awakened, it also confirmed its willingness to follow to the Spirit Martial Continent.

As for whether or not to form a contract with a friend, Qin Ming explained the pros and cons to him.

Perhaps Qin Ming and Cang Xuan's relationship set a great example, as the white dog surprisingly didn't reject it.

It has witnessed too much human cruelty: the managers wielding whips in dogfighting arenas, the gamblers who use it as a stake, and the spectators who treat it like dirt.

But Qin Ming is different, and Cangxuan's master is different. It had already given up hope on humanity, but Qin Ming showed it a possibility, so it was willing to believe in him.

In Qin Ming's view, he had made all the necessary preparations, both subjectively and objectively. However, no matter what the white dog was like, he felt that his talent and aptitude were inferior to Cang Xuan's.

Cangxuan was able to complete his transformation entirely on his own, but the white dog might not be so lucky.

It was a survivor of dogfighting, surviving only through its injuries and sheer courage. Its talent might not be lacking, but it probably wasn't enough.

So at this point, it depends on whether Zeng Guian is helpful or not, and whether the two are destined to be together.

The contract between a spirit master and a spirit beast is supposed to have the effect of calming and stabilizing the spirit beast's state, but the extent of this effect is greatly influenced by the level of trust between the two parties.

If the white dog doesn't trust Zeng Guian, the contract's effectiveness will be greatly reduced; if Zeng Guian hesitates and resists, it will also affect the white dog's transformation.

In other words, whether it's Bai Gou or Zeng Gui'an, any unilateral hesitation or resistance will have a rather negative impact.

Therefore, Qin Ming respected both parties' opinions and did not force the issue.

And this region, lacking in spiritual energy, actually became a good thing, as it slowed down and prolonged the white dog's transformation process, giving both sides more opportunities.

Next, let's see Zeng Guian...

Thinking of this, Qin Ming turned his head to look at Zeng Guian.

Then he froze.

Zeng Guian?

Who is this big bitter gourd with red eyes and gesturing wildly?

Zeng Guian had completely lost control of his facial expressions at this moment.

His eyes were red like a rabbit's, tears welling up inside; his hands waved wildly in the air, it was hard to tell whether he was trying to express excitement or shock; his mouth opened and closed repeatedly, but he couldn't utter a single complete syllable.

Qin Ming took a step back, disdainfully creating some distance between them.

"What are you doing?" He looked at Zeng Guian warily. "Don't do that, it's scary."

"I...I..." Zeng Guian finally found his voice, but it cracked as soon as he opened his mouth, "Qin Ming! This is for me?!"

"Of course, otherwise why would I release it?"

"But...but..." Zeng Guian pointed at the dog undergoing its transformation, then at himself, "Am I...am I worthy?"

Qin Ming rolled his eyes: "What do you think?"

Zeng Guian finally couldn't hold back his tears, and they streamed down his face.

He was crying and laughing at the same time, laughing and crying at the same time, in a state of extreme excitement and extreme collapse.

"Qin Ming, you're my own brother!" He rushed up and tried to hug Qin Ming.

Qin Ming nimbly dodged, looking disgusted: "No, I don't do that."

Zeng Guian didn't mind and turned to walk towards the white dog. He stopped halfway and turned back to ask, "What's its name?"

"I'm not up yet, waiting for you to get up."

What does it like?

Ask yourself.

"Will it bite me?"

Qin Ming was silent for two seconds before slowly speaking, "You're asking me? Who should I ask?"

Zeng Guian took a deep breath and continued walking towards the white dog.

The white dog was squatting next to Cang Xuan, watching the human who was both crying and laughing warily.

It doesn't really understand why humans have such strange expressions; they seem a bit fragile and unreliable, but surprisingly, it doesn't find them offensive.

Cang Xuan let out a soft "Aww": Don't be afraid, this person is alright.

The white dog hesitated for a moment, but did not back down.

Zeng Gui'an squatted down in front of it, trying to calm his breathing. He stretched out his hand, hovering it in mid-air, waiting for the white dog to make its final decision.