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

Qin Ming originally wanted Black Hole to drink less next time to control his level of drunkenness, but then he heard that Black Hole was only given a drop, and he slept for most of the day before he even finished inhaling it!

After a few seconds of silence, Qin Ming sighed softly, "Black Hole, with your alcohol tolerance, we'd better not drink anymore!"

She got this drunk without even finishing a drop. If she had drunk the whole drop, would she have been able to sober up?

The black hole, however, was puzzled and even began to feel uneasy. It looked down at its little paws, then looked up at Qin Ming's complex expression.

He then realized that his body was a little sore and weak. It wasn't the normal drowsiness after waking up, but exhaustion! It wasn't the fatigue from not getting enough rest, but rather the feeling of having been completely drained. His whole body felt weak and limp, and even flapping his wings was difficult.

Furthermore, the spirit master also seemed quite exhausted.

Could it be that……

Did he make a mistake in choosing his friends?

That big, beautiful butterfly, it only looks pretty, but is actually very wicked? But... he didn't realize that either?

The food smells so good, and the person looks so nice, how could they be a bad person?

The black hole's tiny head was a complete mess, its tentacles flailing restlessly. It started rubbing its hands together, rubbing them rapidly!

Seeing his bewildered expression, Qin Ming thought he had spoken too harshly, so he softened his voice: "It's not your fault. The stuff is good, it's just that you're still too young and need to grow up a bit more!"

As luck would have it, the little black paws that were rubbing so fast finally slowed down. It's good that it wasn't a case of making the wrong friends!

So he was happy. Although he was still a little tired, his mood had mostly recovered.

He bounced around on the table a couple of times, his wings flapping to create a small breeze, then tilted his head to look at Qin Ming, his eyes filled with "When will I grow up?"

Qin Ming chuckled and reached out to touch it: "Almost there, almost there."

In fact, He Dong gained a lot from this battle. Not to mention his amazing achievements and the opportunity to comprehend the Azure Dragon Stele, he himself gained a powerful new combat skill.

Although Drunken Fist may seem unorthodox, its effectiveness in actual combat speaks for itself; who can say it's not powerful?

That's right, the power of a black hole cannot be calculated using common sense.

Qin Ming recalled the scene from earlier that day, finding it increasingly unbelievable. He managed to create such a large bump on the head of a sixth-tier spirit beast, a wolf with a head of bronze and iron bones!

None of his other spirit beasts would have done such a thing!

This little butterfly, lacking its own strength, cleverly uses its own strength.

He's like a lever; give him a small fulcrum, and he can move a great weight.

But the problem is, Qin Ming isn't sure where the fulcrum will be next time, or what will be lifted up then.

It's terrifying to even think about.

Even more frightening is that the black hole itself may not be able to withstand the backlash.

"A black hole," Qin Ming crouched down, looking him straight in the eye, "luck is a mysterious power for us, but it shouldn't be for you. You need to try to feel it, and when you finally grasp it, you'll have grown up."

This was the best way he could think of to guide it. Qin Ming had actually been quite troubled by the growth of the black hole.

Other spirit beasts at least have a direction, but for a spirit beast like Black Hole, which is born with destiny, there is absolutely no other reference or guidance besides feeding it the energy of the Golden Pearl.

In his distress, Huo Lin's voice suddenly rang out.

"Oh, Qin Ming, I understand the concept of luck associated with black holes!"

Qin Ming: !

Looking down, I saw that Huo Lin's face was full of smugness, as if to say, "If you don't ask me about this, who should I ask?"

Good heavens, it's so close yet so far away.

How could he forget about Huo Lin?

Born a mythical beast, if it doesn't bring its own fortune, who will? It even has its own vast heritage, its own teaching materials!

Considering how crucial this is for the black hole, Qin Ming solemnly entrusted the black hole to Huo Lin, saying, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Huo Lin nodded, sat up, and cleared his throat.

"The concept of luck is both mysterious and not mysterious."

Huo Lin's voice became unusually serious. "It's like the wind. You can't see it, but it's always blowing. If you stand in the wind, you don't have to do anything, and the wind will push you along. If you stand in the sheltered place, you'll run your legs off and still only stay in the same place."

The black hole listened intently, its tentacles twitching slightly.

"But you're not your average wind." Huo Lin looked at the black hole, his eyes filled with a seriousness rarely seen in Qin Ming. "You're the kind of person... the wind will come to you on its own. You stand there still, and the wind will circle around you. If you want to go east, the wind will blow east. If you want to go west, the wind will blow west. So—"

Huo Lin paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

"So what you need to do is not chase the wind, but feel the wind. Feel where it is, feel which direction it is blowing, feel when it is strong and when it is weak. When you can feel it, you will know how to use it."

Qin Ming listened from the side, thinking to himself: What you said is as good as nothing at all.

But he didn't dare to say anything.

Huo Lin continued, "You can't just talk about feeling this; you have to practice it."

After saying that, he stared intently at the black hole. "Come on, I'll teach you."

Although Qin Ming didn't understand either, practice is the sole criterion for testing truth, no doubt about it!

Qin Ming looked on expectantly.

The black hole took off.

He floated up into the air, his wings flapping not very fast, as they were still sore and weak; it was already quite an achievement that he could fly at all.

Then, in a split second when no one was looking, a furry red claw landed precisely on the butterfly's wing!

Butterfly to claw.

Fire Scale tilted its head, looking at the black hole in its claw: "Can you feel it?"

Black hole: ?

Qin Ming: ?

"Let's do it again."

Fire Scale released its claws and pounced, but the result was exactly the same. In fact, the process seemed to be even shorter because of the black hole's bewilderment and Fire Scale's skill.

Huo Lin: "And this time?"

Black hole: "..."

"Again."

Once the black hole was freed, it desperately flapped its wings to try to escape, but it had had enough of the repeated blackouts and the instinctive fear it had instilled in it!

But the Fire Scale's claws landed right on that path.

The black hole could only watch helplessly as the red claws blocked its path, with no hope of escape. Waaah!

Qin Ming was initially speechless, and even wondered if Huo Lin was just being childish.

But upon closer inspection, he noticed something different. Huo Lin's pounce wasn't fast; he didn't win by speed, but by a mysterious and unpredictable way, causing the little butterfly to fall into his net on its own.

"Do you feel why you can't escape now?" Huo Lin's calm voice rang out.

The black hole hangs in mid-air, a truly terrifying sight.

"This... is destiny."

Huo Lin said, enunciating each word clearly.

"You don't need to chase it; it's right beside you. What you need to do is sense where it is and let it guide you. Just like before, every time you tried to hide, you were running in the opposite direction of the luck. The more you run, the less it can catch up with you. Stop running, stop and sense where it is, and you'll know where to hide."

The black hole stood frozen in place, a glint of light flashing in its eyes.

He seems to... understand?

He closed his eyes, casting everything aside, to feel the flow of air, the fluctuations of spiritual energy, and the unseen guidance of destiny—

Huh?

He seems to... really sense it.

He opened his eyes, and with a slight flap of his wings, though the amplitude was small, his speed increased dramatically!

Huo Lin smiled.

He let his claws brush past the black hole, giving the little butterfly a boost of confidence.

"That's right."

Qin Ming felt a surge of indescribable emotion as he watched this scene.

However, the next second, the black hole wobbled, its wings went limp, and it plummeted straight down.

Fortunately, Qin Ming reacted quickly and caught it.

The little creature rolled over in his palm, its antennae limp, as if its barely recovered state had been exhausted again.

Fire Scale, confident in its accurate judgment, approached and poked it with its paw to encourage it, "Good today, keep it up tomorrow."

Black hole: !?

Why did he have to wake up? He should have slept a little longer!

He's just a little butterfly, why should he face this fear of being caught by a cat?

But he didn't dare say it, sob sob sob...