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

Is this brat really backed by an eighth-tier sacred beast?

Old Xian walked beside Qin Ming, glancing at the young man's calm and composed face out of the corner of his eye.

Either they have genuine confidence, or their acting skills are superb. But based on my experience in judging people, the former is more likely.

He withdrew his gaze and sighed inwardly at his extraordinary luck.

Eighth-tier sacred beasts—the number of eighth-tier beasts openly displayed in the entire Azure Dragon Academy is barely a handful, and even the major powers in the south combined don't have many. A student was standing next to an eighth-tier beast.

But on second thought, this is the best-case scenario.

It's better than being targeted by some old monster. It's also better than having feuds between the eight ranks and the academy getting dragged into it.

The reason why it's difficult to finalize the number of people sent from the south is precisely because of this consideration.

Although some people say that Qin Ming used to have the talisman of a fire-type expert by his side, and that his aura has been recorded, who would dare to draw a conclusion without face-to-face confirmation?

Amulets can be gifts of protection from elders or items acquired elsewhere. Having an amulet doesn't necessarily mean there's a relationship, much less that the eighth-ranked individual will stand by Qin Ming's side in a crucial moment.

But now it seems that it was just a case of the big boss protecting his own juniors.

It was a false alarm.

While rare, it's not uncommon. It's perfectly normal for eighth-tier spirit masters to live long enough to have descendants, successors, and juniors they admire. Some people send their nephews or nieces to the academy while secretly placing a sacred beast along—this has happened before in the academy's history.

It's rare for an eighth-rank spirit master to personally accompany someone; most high-ranking spirit masters would at most give them a token, and it would be considered good if they could sense something was wrong.

As the old man pondered this, he suddenly realized a problem.

"Why didn't you contract a fire-type beast?"

That eighth-tier being was clearly a fire elementalist. The aura on the talisman was pure fire attribute, and the energy traces remaining at the site of the broken tracking array were also predominantly fire attribute.

With an eighth-tier sacred beast of the main fire attribute by his side, Qin Ming, as the junior being taken care of, didn't even have a fire-type contracted beast?

The old man almost blurted out the words "waste of resources".

But then he thought about Qin Ming's other contracted beasts.

Just now, Cang Xuan tied up thirty people with a single wolf, and the fluidity of his vine manipulation far surpassed that of others of the same level.

Keke's Water Moon Wave technique broke the Whirltail Sable's stun spell, and the aftershock knocked the fourth-tier law enforcement officer back two steps.

There was also the unseen spatial attribute Xuan Turtle. When Elder Xian was observing from behind the tree, he clearly sensed the spatial aura emanating from Qin Ming.

Each one is extraordinary.

Although neither of them has reached the fifth rank, their aura and imposing presence are already quite impressive. Their skills are used smoothly and freely without restraint, not because their rank is artificially inflated by resources, but because of their genuinely honed combat skills.

Any one of them, if placed in someone else's hands, would be considered a prodigy.

They all gathered under Qin Ming's command, and their attributes spanned countless different categories.

Cultivating beasts across different attributes places a huge burden on spirit masters. Qin Ming's move was simply reckless and willful, relying on his own talent.

Wait a minute... Old Xian suddenly thought of another question.

He seems to be an elder of the Array Academy.

When I first met Qin Ming, I was drawn to the kid's expertise in formations.

Now that he's back, all he can think about is the eighth-tier sacred beast and his own combat power, completely forgetting about the formation.

Is this appropriate?

The old man remained silent.

The anger that had been building up inside me when I arrived had completely subsided.

They seemed to be so focused on discussing the threat posed by an eighth-tier expert that they underestimated Qin Ming, this junior.

A student who is not even at the fifth rank has four contracted beasts, all of whom are geniuses, and cross-attribute cultivation is smooth without any obstacles.

This is definitely not as simple as "a promising junior favored by an eighth-tier sacred beast".

This is a dragon that is visible to the naked eye and is about to take flight.

Anyone with a modicum of sense wouldn't try to suppress this kind of person.

Old Xian was already mentally calculating his position at the upcoming meeting. He hoped the questions wouldn't be too confrontational; if things really didn't go well, he'd have to intervene as needed…

Qin Ming walked beside Xian Lao and could sense that the man's emotions had fluctuated several times in a short period of time.

But Qin Ming no longer had time to guess what Xian was thinking.

He had only one question on his mind: how to make things right?

When the old man came to greet him, the message he conveyed was clear: the person who wanted to see him was no ordinary individual.

Qin Ming wasn't that confident in his acting skills, and Huo Lin just happened to be away!

After pondering for a long time without success, Qin Ming even felt a little regretful, wishing he hadn't come back so soon.

After wandering outside for a while longer, once Huo Lin breaks through to the ninth rank and emerges from seclusion, he can bring a ninth-rank Qilin back to the academy, and all problems will be solved.

But considering the conveniences of modern society and the books and secret techniques recorded in the college library that are not available to outsiders, he had no choice but to give up.

Who can foresee the future?

Ugh, this is so hard for me.

So Qin Ming and Elder Xian both looked rather grim as they entered the highest conference room of the Azure Dragon Academy, each with their own worries.

That's a place that's only opened when receiving distinguished guests. The gate is carved from a single piece of spiritual material, and the patterns on it form an isolation array that can shield against all external prying eyes and perceptions.

The sound of the door hinges turning was dull and heavy, carrying a sense of unfamiliarity from not having been opened for a long time.

The interior of the conference room was simply and sparsely furnished.

Someone is standing by the window.

Although it was just a glimpse of her back, it instantly captured Qin Ming's full attention.

The other person just quietly looked out the window, without making any unnecessary movements, but their presence was incredibly strong.

The door closed behind them.

The person leaning against the window turned around.

He looked to be around fifty years old, with jet-black hair neatly combed back, thick, arched eyebrows, and slightly deep-set eyes. His gaze fell on Qin Ming, as if he could see through everything.

"I am Ouyang Xuan, the current principal of Canglong Academy. And you are Qin Ming?"

As the question was asked, a wave of oppressive force swept over.

It wasn't a deliberate attack; the other side didn't even mobilize any forces. But it was this unintentional, harmless display that made Qin Ming realize what it meant to be invincible.

He had only ever felt this sensation on Huo Lin, a feeling that was occasionally revealed by the other party, a natural difference in rank between a higher-level life form and a lower-level life form.

It's not about the magnitude of power, but rather the difference in the dimensions of power.

Qin Ming's breath hitched for a moment.

This is a natural bodily reaction, beyond conscious control.

"Gah!"

The moonlit light exploded in front of Qin Ming.

Without being summoned, Keda rushed out of the contract space on his own. He spread his wings and stood in front of Qin Ming, his moon-colored feathers standing on end, and his spiritual power circulated at an unprecedented speed.

He was doing everything in his power to shield Qin Ming from that terrifying aura.

Keda's body trembled slightly, but he did not retreat a step; instead, his wings spread even wider.

At the same time, the old man leading the way quietly took a step to the side.

His steps were small, just enough to bring Qin Ming to his side and behind.

Although Elder Xian wasn't particularly tall, after taking that step, a portion of the oppressive aura released by Ouyang Xuan was clearly diverted. The remaining pressure on Qin Ming was reduced by at least 30%.

He didn't speak, didn't explain, and didn't even look at Ouyang Xuan. It was as if this sidestep was an unintentional movement, the ground just happened to be a little uneven in that spot.

Ouyang Xuan's gaze lingered on Keda.

The phoenix's wings trembled, but its gaze remained resolute. Its moon-white feathers gleamed softly in the indoor light, and under the pressure of the powerful aura from the outside world, a subtle and inexplicable power flickered in and out, seemingly a form of protection or blessing.

Ouyang Xuan looked at it again and again, his meaning unclear.

Then his gaze shifted slightly, sweeping over the position where Elder Xian was standing. Elder Xian's sidestep perfectly protected Qin Ming's left front. This stance was a standard protective position.

Do you really think he can't see it?

But Ouyang Xuan said nothing. The pressure subsided silently, like the receding tide, which came in overwhelmingly and left completely empty.

The meeting room returned to the calm it had been in before entering, with only Keda's erect feathers slowly settling down, proving that what had just happened had indeed occurred.