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

Actually, Xian Lao originally planned to come along and introduce Qin Ming.

After all, Qin Ming hadn't shown his face for two whole months, and many people didn't recognize him. Having him introduce them would naturally save a lot of trouble.

But Qin Ming stopped him.

Qin Ming said that people of his age can handle their own affairs and there is no need for elders to worry about them.

On the contrary, with the deadline for the West Pavilion bet approaching, it would be more important for Old Xian to get some colleagues from other departments involved to stir things up.

Upon hearing this, the old man stopped in his tracks.

This statement makes sense.

Although he has considerable wealth, he has more room to maneuver if he has colleagues to cooperate and coordinate with him.

And it seems a bit excessive to keep such a good thing to oneself without informing everyone.

Especially when they wanted to recruit Qin Ming into the formation magic system, he wasn't the only one who put in the effort.

Now that Qin Ming is back, his strength has greatly increased. If I don't share this success with a few of my old buddies, my reputation will be severely damaged if they find out!

If the combat faction doesn't like him and his own faction members are petty and unwilling to lend a hand, that would be bad news.

The old man immediately turned around and headed towards the west pavilion. His pace was even faster than when he came.

As for Qin Ming, he closed the door and walked into the conference room, calmly accepting everyone's scrutiny.

By speaking like that, the captain was essentially accepting him for the first time.

But the others clearly did not agree.

The team leader's name is Zhou Mu, a fifth-year student in the Formation Department. He always makes decisions based on his own considerations and is not easily swayed by emotions.

Regardless of what Qin Ming has done in the past two months, the fact that he was able to secure a spot when the quota was initially set means he was no useless person.

Furthermore, Qin Ming's composure as he stood at the door, and his unwavering expression in the face of the partially activated array inside the room and the five wary gazes, made it impossible for Qin Ming to fathom his true intentions.

However, the other team members did not have Zhou Mu's composure.

The first to speak was Fang Lie, the red-haired man sitting to Zhou Mu's right, who was in charge of setting up the main attack formation in the team. His temper was as fiery as his hair color; he was easily provoked.

"Captain, don't be fooled by him!" Fang Lie's words were barbed.

"Even if he does have a spot, so what? He didn't show up before, what's the point of him showing up now? He's got absolutely no reputation, how can we expect him to turn the tide?"

Qin Ming leaned against the wall by the door, listened to Fang Lie's entire speech, and then spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Maybe I really can?"

Fang Lie's gaze snapped to his side.

"Who do you think you are? If you're so capable, show me!"

"My abilities are none of your concern," Qin Ming said calmly. "But your abilities, I suppose you've mostly been used for empty talk?"

"you!"

Fang Lie suddenly stood up.

The chair leg scraped against the ground with a short, sharp sound. He reached his right hand to his waist, and a formation plate fell into his palm. He poured spiritual energy into it, and the patterns on the surface of the formation plate instantly lit up.

A semi-transparent light barrier spread out from the array plate, carrying a binding spiritual energy fluctuation, and enveloped Qin Ming.

Binding Array. It is not an offensive array and has no destructive power, but once trapped, the limbs will be locked by spiritual energy, making it impossible to move.

In the previous rounds of the competition, Fang Lie used this technique in conjunction with his teammates' control skills to trap at least three combat-type spirit beasts.

Qin Ming looked over unhurriedly.

He didn't summon any spirit beasts, and he didn't even change his stance.

No matter how complex the array is, it has nodes. Spiritual energy flows out from the array plate, runs along a fixed trajectory, and converges, splits, is pressurized, and is released at the nodes.

Once the location of the node is found, gently tugging at the right moment will cause the entire spiritual energy cycle to become disordered on its own.

Qin Ming's bright eyes swept over it. After his breakthrough in mental power, his perception of the trajectory of spiritual energy had become much more acute.

In Fang Lie's eyes, the binding array was like a transparent blueprint filled with lines, with every flow of spiritual energy and the operation of every node clearly visible.

"Don't be reckless if you don't want to get hurt," Fang Lie's voice continued. "You'd better summon your spirit beast quickly—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Qin Ming casually pointed, his movements light and agile, but the light screen of the binding array suddenly trembled.

Starting from the point of contact, the light curtain began to flicker, its edges constantly contracting, like a punctured balloon collapsing from the outside in.

In less than two seconds, the light screen shrank back to the surface of the array plate, and the spiritual energy fluctuations completely subsided.

The array plate in Fang Lie's palm transformed back into a quiet, inactive piece of wood and metal.

"What?!"

The other people present all stood up.

Their gazes shifted back and forth between the array plates in Qin Ming's and Fang Lie's hands.

Fang Lie's binding array had been used quite effectively in previous matches, and many combat-type players had suffered losses from it.

Now, Qin Ming has resolved this so easily. This is not violent destruction, but rather the direct disintegration of the formation itself.

Compared to direct destruction, this method is far more sophisticated and ingenious. It requires not only greater power than the formation itself, but also a deeper understanding of formations than the one who set it up.

"You... your mastery of formations is indeed remarkable." Fang Lie's voice was noticeably less aggressive than before, but he gritted his teeth and continued, his neck stiff. "But our academy isn't lacking in experts in this area. Summon your spirit beast!"

Qin Ming's eyebrows drooped slightly.

The amiable expression he'd maintained since entering vanished. "Am I supposed to do whatever you say?"

His voice wasn't loud, but the temperature in the conference room seemed to drop.

"I do want to join you. But if you don't appreciate it, I don't mind playing alone tomorrow."

Qin Ming shifted his gaze from Fang Lie, swept it over the few onlookers, ignoring their evasive and defiant looks. His gaze lingered on Zhou Mu for a moment before returning to his own.

"Anyone else who disagrees, come at me all at once."

Fang Lie opened his mouth.

If they don't even respect them, why did they even bother joining? These words were already on Fang Lie's throat. But seeing Qin Ming's genuine expression, he hesitated to say them.

Qin Ming didn't look at him anymore.

"Cangxuan".

The contract passage opened. A white wolf materialized beside Qin Ming, its silvery-white fur shimmering in the conference room light. Its lithe figure landed silently on the ground, yet no one dared to ignore its presence.

"Don't conceal your presence; let them wake up."

Cang Xuan raised his head slightly.

A heavy, majestic aura emanated from his body.

The wolf king possesses an inherent majesty that grows even more imposing as his rank increases.

Peak level 49.

It's just one step away from the fifth rank.

Cang Xuan has already reached the threshold of becoming a hegemon.

Fang Lie froze.

The captain was only at the fourth rank, and they had never felt such a terrifying aura from the captain's spirit beast before.

"Fifth tier?" he blurted out, his voice trembling.