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

After packing his things, Qin Ming returned to the Spirit Martial Continent.

After the spatial fluctuations from the cross-dimensional realm dissipated, a rich spiritual energy surged in from all directions.

He greedily absorbed the abundant energy in the air. He stretched his limbs in place until he adapted to the drastic change from the dry season to the flood season before pushing open the door to his seclusion room.

The sun was shining brightly outdoors; it was morning on the Lingwu Continent.

The academy's main road was already bustling with activity. Students dressed in various uniforms walked by in twos and threes. Some were carrying thick notebooks and rushing to their morning classes, while others were practicing in the training grounds beside the road. The muffled sounds of spiritual energy colliding and the roars and howls of beasts rose and fell.

Qin Ming strode towards the front desk, ready to settle the points consumed in the secluded spiritual chamber.

As soon as he arrived at the front desk, before he could even speak, a student with a straight posture and a senior student badge pinned to his shoulder came up to him, as if he had been waiting for him there.

"Qin Ming, Elder Xian wants you to come back to the West Pavilion for a meeting when you have time."

Qin Ming nodded to indicate that he had received the message.

He certainly understood why Elder Xian had sought him out—that bet, that bet that had already stirred up a storm in the academy before he went into seclusion!

Not wanting to delay, he settled the payment and set off immediately, walking along the school road towards the West Pavilion.

As soon as he stepped into the spirit array at the edge of the West Pavilion, a hand reached out from the blind spot and precisely grabbed his arm.

Qin Ming was stunned for a moment, but the familiar aura quickly brought him back to his senses.

The next second, the world before his eyes blurred into afterimages, and his body was carried away by an irresistible force. A powerful, sharp shout faintly reached his ears: "Old thief, don't run!"

Qin Ming staggered and steadied himself, finding himself in an unfamiliar secret room.

The room was small, and its four walls were covered with array patterns that isolated divine sense and spiritual energy fluctuations. The dense patterns stretched from the floor to the ceiling, sealing the entire space like an iron barrel.

On the shelves against the wall were several rows of exquisite array plates and semi-finished materials, clearly indicating that it was usually used as a highly enclosed space for research.

Qin Ming remained silent for a long while.

It must have been an auditory hallucination, right? That "old scoundrel" was pronounced clearly, loudly, and full of anger; it didn't sound like a hallucination at all.

But this is an academy instructor. How could anyone dare to attack an academy instructor so blatantly?

Inside the college, in broad daylight, above the school road in full view of everyone?

He subtly scrutinized the old man's body, hoping to glean some clues.

The old man casually flicked his sleeves, his movements as composed as ever, as if the old man who had just been chased and threatened had nothing to do with him, not even a single spirit stone.

However, the gray robe he always wore had a tear at the cuff, the cut clean, as if it had been slashed by some kind of sharp spiritual energy blade.

Looking at Old Xian's face again, although his expression was calm, there were dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't rested well for a long time.

Knowing that he had been in seclusion for over a week, Qin Ming quickly pieced together a rough outline and then remained silent.

Are combat-oriented instructors really that hot-tempered?

It's been over a week and it still hasn't calmed down? Or is it that you're too petty and can't handle losing?

Old Xian didn't care what Qin Ming was thinking. He cleared his throat, his voice carrying an undisguised smugness, as if he had finally found someone to brag to after holding it in for a long time:

"I provoked them at the last minute of the betting game and swindled them out of a huge sum. Now some of them have not only gambled away their life savings but also incurred debts."

Qin Ming's eyes widened slowly.

"But you were busy preparing for the competition at the time, and later you were busy with your intensive training, so I haven't been able to tell you the details," Old Xian added casually.

"How many points are there?" Qin Ming went straight to the point, looking forward to the final bonus.

It's certain that there are thousands involved, and it's not impossible that there are tens of thousands. The scale of this betting game can be deduced from the severity of the week-long pursuit of the old bettor.

If he could get tens of thousands, he could clear the entire exchange list that Azure Dragon Academy had opened to exchange students.

That's right, it's that powerful!

"A few hundred thousand, I guess." At this point, Old Xian became calm again.

He said this in a tone similar to saying "The weather is nice today," without even raising an eyebrow. It was as if tens of thousands of points were just numbers to him, far less smug than when he said he had swindled a large sum of money.

Qin Ming's expression went blank for a brief moment. Hundreds of thousands.

This number exceeded his most optimistic estimate.

Before Qin Ming could fully recover from the shock, Elder Xian continued speaking, his pace quickening as if he had prepared his next words in advance:

"But it's useless for you to have so many points. What channels do you students have to redeem good items? The academy only has a limited list of items available for students to redeem. The really good stuff is all in the instructors' internal channels. I'll help you redeem it. You can list out any resources you want."

As he spoke, the old man pulled out several jade slips from his sleeve and slapped them onto the worktable in front of Qin Ming with practiced and fluid movements.

"I've pulled up the current exchangeable lists for water, wood, moon, and space resources. Take a look for yourself."

Qin Ming glanced down at the jade slips. Each slip was marked with a different attribute label, and the entries inside were densely packed, ranging from spiritual materials to pills to array plates to tickets to cultivation secret realms.

Compared to this, the student redemption list is indeed pitifully meager.

However, in the past, this kind of thing would have been just a matter of going out and doing something convenient for an old man.

But nowadays, when Xian Lao goes out, he has to endure being watched and surrounded by combat-type instructors. The few hundred steps from the West Pavilion to the Resource Hall could be blocked by several furious combat-type instructors at any time.

In this situation, he even prepared the exchange list in advance and carried it with him, which shows his sincerity.

Qin Ming thanked him sincerely and, without further ado, unfolded the jade slips one by one and carefully examined them.

His mentor has exceptional insight, and every resource he provides is perfectly suited to him.

Among the water-attribute spiritual materials, there is one called Moon Dew Grass, which is highly compatible with its available attributes and is extremely difficult to find on the market.

Among the wood-type resources is a Green Wood Spirit Seed, which, given time, will become a giant tree within the Cangxuan Seed Little Fatty's internal space.

The spatial resources particularly appealed to Xiao Pang, as several spatial-related spiritual materials greatly aided his cultivation and understanding of space.

As Qin Ming looked through the documents, he made mental allocations, becoming more and more satisfied with each review.

However, he didn't forget that he had a new member. He looked up and asked, "Old Xian, do you have any resources suitable for martial arts and poison types? Something milder would be best."

Are there any suitable environments for martial-type spirit beasts that you would recommend?

Upon hearing this, the old man's gaze fell on Qin Ming, pausing slightly.

Qin Ming's current spirit beast configuration does not include any members with martial or poison attributes, but whether it is for the preparation of the next spirit beast or for his own desire to explore and break through in formations, it is all acceptable, since he is currently well-off.

Old Xian's voice calmed down, full of the certainty and composure befitting a mentor: "I can find both types of related resources for you."

"But in terms of environment, only the military region battlefield has the strongest blood and fighting spirit. That kind of environment is most suitable for nurturing outstanding martial-attribute spirit beasts."

Military region battlefield.

Isn't this the place he's going to next?

Qin Ming thought to himself and nodded to make a mental note.