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

"West Pavilion, where is West Pavilion again?"

Qin Ming found the academy map. The parchment map, when unfolded, was about an arm's length long, with the outlines of the various areas of the academy drawn on it with fine lines.

The dormitory area, teaching area, training ground, and cultivation garden were all clearly marked, but the West Pavilion was nowhere to be found.

"No need to look anymore, it's not on the map."

The old man's voice came from behind.

Qin Ming turned around and saw that the old man was already standing two steps behind him.

"Let me lead the way, and I'll help you move your old things out while I'm at it."

Qin Ming folded the map and put it away. With an old man with free time to guide them, the journey was naturally smooth.

The two walked out through the passage on the side of the main building, passed through the path behind the library, and headed west along a stone path that Qin Ming had not walked on.

They encountered two groups of patrolling law enforcement officers on the way. When they saw the old man, they took the initiative to step aside and make way for him. Their gazes lingered on Qin Ming for less than half a second before they looked away.

No one stopped them, no one asked, and no one took out their equipment.

This made Qin Ming deeply realize the difference between having someone guide him and returning to school alone.

We arrived at the dormitory area quickly.

Although the ground in front of the gate had been overturned and there were still scratches on the walls, the old tree stump in front of the gate was fortunately unharmed.

Although there was dust inside the door, it was clear that no one had entered.

The two walked in, and then the old man was stunned in the backyard.

It was because the backyard looked like it had been ransacked by robbers!

The cultivation pond was empty; there was no water left, and the bottom was cracked.

Several pits of varying depths remain by the pond, as if something had been dug away.

How can such a ruthless criminal be allowed to appear on campus in broad daylight?

Before Old Xian could even suspect and investigate who had done it, Little Fatty appeared calmly. As the silver patterns on his back armor shimmered, he leisurely replicated the other rooms exactly as they were.

Looking at the dormitory that had instantly reverted to its original, unfinished state, Xian Lao fell silent.

He didn't even have time to be amazed at just how much space Little Fatty could hold inside his body.

As for Little Fatty, he doesn't usually like to store these kinds of miscellaneous items. His internal space is the most natural and pollution-free breeding ground, and it should be kept away from all the miscellaneous items that may damage the ecology. This can be seen from the fact that he only swept the backyard before his breakthrough.

But moving now was different; the clutter in the other rooms, though not to his liking, was a treasured possession of his companions.

Whether it's colorful black plants, or array drafts that look like celestial script, even the loose hairs and snack crumbs that fall from them, he collects them all and makes sure to release them exactly as they were.

Looking at the efficient and well-organized move, Qin Ming turned to Elder Xian and asked, "Elder Xian, I've packed everything. Shall we set off?"

Old Xian's eye twitched.

"Keep up."

But when Little Fatty also broke off the old tree stump by the door, leaving behind a pit they had just seen, they fell even more silent…

There's a reason why West Pavilion isn't on the academy map.

Then, the old man took out a token from his sleeve and raised it upwards.

Enveloped by some kind of energy, Qin Ming noticed that a cloud above his head trembled slightly, as if a curtain had been lifted, revealing an outline that was previously completely invisible.

It was a floating island, not large, but intact.

The bottom is a layer of gray-black rock covered with vegetation, and a few trees peek out from the edge, their roots hanging in the air.

The floating island had always been there, but it was completely concealed by the array.

Who would be walking down the street and suddenly suspect that there's a floating island hidden behind the white clouds above?

No wonder Qin Ming couldn't find it at first.

The old man took off first. Qin Ming summoned Keda, whose wings flapped, and it carried him steadily into the air.

After breaking through to level 49, the physical and spiritual energy reserves that can be achieved have both increased significantly, and manned flight is no longer a problem.

Qin Ming lay on Keda's back as the floating island drew closer.

The edge of the floating island was surrounded by a semi-transparent membrane of light, which marked the boundary of the formation. When Elder Xian passed through, the membrane automatically parted, then closed again after he had passed.

Qin Ming followed, and the moment he passed through the light membrane, the token emitted a very soft hum, and the light membrane also made way for him.

After landing, the old man took out a token from his sleeve and handed it over.

The token was small, made of some kind of dark wood, and had a warm, smooth feel to the touch.

"Take this token with you. You can enter directly without being blocked by the formation."

Qin Ming took it and carefully put it away.

The scenery on the floating island was indeed beautiful. The ground was paved with neat stone slabs, the spiritual plants on both sides were well-trimmed, and the concentration of spiritual energy in the air was extremely high.

But Qin Ming's attention quickly shifted away from the spiritual energy, because this didn't seem to be a student's residence.

Qin Ming looked around again and again. The people coming and going here had unfathomable auras and lacked the simplicity of young people. This was... the residence of the teaching staff.

The first person he encountered was dressed in a dark robe, with a thin face and a slow, unhurried pace. As he brushed past Qin Ming, Qin Ming felt as if his spiritual perception had penetrated into a deep pool.

It wasn't that the other party was deliberately concealing their abilities; it was simply that the gap between them was so vast that Qin Ming's perception couldn't even reach the other party's edge.

The man nodded to Elder Xian, his gaze lingering on Qin Ming for less than half a second before shifting away.

The second person came from the other side. He was burly and wore a sleeveless crop top, revealing arms that were thicker than Qin Ming's thighs.

Its skin bears faint rock-armor patterns, a physical enhancement granted by the Earth-type Beast Taming Contract. Yet, despite such formidable defense, several horrifying scars remain.

His footsteps thudded on the ground, and he walked with long strides, exuding an aura of "he's about to hit someone."

Qin Ming instinctively took half a step to the side of Elder Xian.

Before Qin Ming could even recover, the hairs on his body stood on end! The alarm went off.

He looked around and suddenly realized that there was another person standing under the shade of a tree by the roadside, wearing a dark trench coat with the collar turned up to cover half of his face.

He has a cold demeanor and a menacing aura.

Qin Ming: "..."

Weak, helpless, and insecure.

The old man seemed completely oblivious, still dutifully introducing the layout of the West Pavilion.

"The West Pavilion is divided into three sections. The East section is mostly occupied by faculty and staff from the Array Formation Academy and the Theory Academy, and it's quieter. The South section is mainly for combat specialists and practical practitioners, and it's lively, but sometimes people practice in the courtyard at night, which can be quite noisy. The West section has a more diverse population, including people from various academies, making it relatively even."

He turned to look at Qin Ming, "Which area do you want to choose?"

Qin Ming did not hesitate and pointed.

The eastern area is the territory of the Array Formation Academy and the Theory Academy.

Quiet. Civilized.

No one will practice at night, no one will stand by the roadside with a murderous aura, and no one will look at the new neighbor with the eyes of someone looking at a punching bag.

A satisfied smile appeared on Xian Lao's face. It was worth it for him to come here specifically to meet these few difficult combat colleagues.

"Let's go, there are a few vacant houses in the eastern area, I'll take you to see them."

Qin Ming was about to follow when he suddenly stopped. His gaze was drawn to a group of people not far away.

He actually saw it as soon as he entered the West Pavilion, because it was so conspicuous.

A large crowd had gathered there, creating a noisy atmosphere, and a screen was flashing.

"Old man, why are so many people gathered over there?"

Following Qin Ming's gaze, the old man gave an "oh" in a flat tone.

"The previous faction competition has reached its final round. The students are competing, we are watching, and everyone has placed bets to guess who will win."

Qin Ming walked over and glanced at the numbers on the screen.

The screen displays the names of the teams that have entered the competition, with each team followed by an odds and a constantly fluctuating total betting amount.

The minimum bet is fifty points, while the maximum has reached over three thousand.

Qin Ming recalled the rewards for the faction competition. The winning team would split 1,000 points among its five members. That meant each member of the winning team would receive 200 points.

From preparation to the competition, more than two months have passed, and the champion team only has two hundred points.

The betting odds on the screen in front of us range from a minimum of fifty to a maximum of three thousand, and the betting period hasn't ended yet!

Qin Ming stared at the screen for a while. "Old Xian, can I still join a team specializing in formations?"

Old Xian nodded: "You were originally on the initial roster, but you were moved from the main team to the substitutes because you went missing. Now that you're back, it's not against the rules for you to want to participate."

"That's good," Qin Ming said, stroking his chin.

"Since the betting hasn't ended yet, why don't you place a few more bets? We can split the profits."

As Xian Lao looked at Qin Ming, his gaze gradually shifted from confusion to excitement.

With Qin Ming's current strength...

The old man suddenly laughed.

"All the profits are yours." He finished speaking with a sense of relief that had been suppressed for a long time. "Every year, it's the combat-type people who swagger around in this competition. I've disliked those people for a long time. This year—"

He didn't finish speaking, but his meaning was already very clear.

"Now that we've made the decision, let's get started on the preparations."

"good!"