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

The Xuanming Snake quietly hid in the grass at the edge of the training field, watching the warm and ordinary scene through the gaps in the grass.

He knew that Kamesawa's words might be biased, but he didn't expect them to be completely detached from reality.

At that moment, the Xuanming Serpent felt an urge to bang its tail against something.

He took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed his pent-up frustration.

He needed to continue observing and gathering more information so as not to let Kamesawa lead him astray.

……

It was midnight in the dormitory building.

Qin Ming pushed open the door and entered, carrying a bag of steaming yellow croakers.

He made a special detour to the West District cafeteria to buy this after training.

Located on the coast, Lan Hai has an abundant supply of seafood. Although small yellow croaker is not a rare delicacy, it is prized for its freshness and tender flesh. When grilled over a gentle fire, even the bones become crispy.

"Being fat, while you're working hard to cultivate your skills, don't starve yourself."

Qin Ming placed the small yellow croaker on the mat next to Xiao Pang and then took out a dish of prepared dipping sauce.

He didn't show favoritism. If Keda had laurel cake, then Xiaopang naturally had yellow croaker.

Little Fatty opened his eyes a crack.

He glanced at the small yellow croaker, his nostrils flared slightly, and he took a deep breath of the enticing aroma of caramel.

"Hmm."

He gave a muffled response, and as Qin Ming turned to pack his things, his claws silently reached out, precisely forked a small yellow croaker, and began to crunch and chew.

outside the window.

When Gui Ze saw Qin Ming take out the small yellow croaker, he suddenly exhaled a breath of air from his nostrils.

"What a piece of junk! Trying to fob off a beggar!"

The young turtles of the Wanjia Turtle Palace eat only spiritual herbs and fruits nourished by deep-sea spiritual minerals and drink water from underwater spiritual springs. Not only must the food be delicious, but it must also be rich in spiritual energy.

As for the small yellow croaker? It's just an ordinary sea fish with no spiritual energy whatsoever; it's not even good enough to fill a tooth gap.

This little turtle has just undergone an afternoon of intense training, and its spiritual energy has been greatly depleted. It is precisely the time when it needs to replenish its energy.

Is this the kind of thing humans use to fool us?

Kamezawa grumbled, "Ouch, why did you hit me on the head?"

Before he could finish speaking, he received a precise strike to the head from a snake's tail.

The force was neither too light nor too heavy, but it struck the most sensitive spot on the top of his head, causing both pain and numbness.

Gui Ze shrank his neck, and his shell snapped shut halfway, revealing a pair of pitiful eyes.

"I was just saying, I haven't done anything yet!"

But seeing that his partner's complexion was really bad, and the dark red light deep in his pupils was even more intense than usual, Kamesawa immediately became obedient.

He remained silent for a few breaths, making sure his partner's anger had subsided considerably, before daring to speak again.

And his tone became much more serious, as he spoke about serious matters.

"After an afternoon of observation, the turtle discovered a big secret—the little turtle actually has spatial abilities!"

His eyes gleamed with excitement.

Spatial attributes are extremely rare among spirit beasts, hundreds or thousands of times rarer than the five elements.

Spirit beasts with spatial attributes not only have extremely high bloodline requirements, but also need specific growth environments and resource support; otherwise, no matter how high their talent, they cannot bring it to fruition.

"Such ordinary treasures are no longer suitable for him," Kamezawa said excitedly. "Fortunately, although spatial resources are rare, Kamezawa still has some in stock!"

The Xuanming Serpent nodded and began to share its findings.

"Their contractual relationship is very close, completely opposite to what you expected!"

Kamezawa's expression froze for a moment, and he roughly realized why he had been knocked on.

Now it seems that the human genuinely cared about his spirit beast.

"I feel it will be difficult to achieve my expectations for this trip," Xuanming Snake said with a hint of regret.

He originally thought it was just a simple "family reunion" mission.

Find the prodigy little turtle, show him the profound resources and sincerity of the Ten Thousand Armor Turtle Palace, and then take him back.

After all, which spirit beast would refuse a sacred place rich in resources, with many kindred spirits, and a safe and warm environment, and instead choose to be alone as a turtle?

But reality was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Although humans are not powerful, the bonds of "family" cannot be easily broken with resources.

Xuanming Snake paused, then added, "However, the resource constraints of the spatial system are indeed a breakthrough point."

Since the little turtle is working hard to cultivate, its demand for spatial resources will be extremely high, which is not something that just anyone can provide.

If the Ten Thousand Armored Tortoise Palace can provide sufficient spatial resources...

"The Kame family is rich," Kameze's eyes lit up again. "Although space-type resources are rare, they still exist."

Kamezawa remained optimistic. Or rather, he had spent the afternoon looking at the little turtle and found it increasingly pleasing to the eye, developing a strong urge to take it home.

Xuanming Snake sighed, not voicing his worries aloud—would the little turtle really lack resources, given its young age and ability to break through to such a level?

And his chubby figure... doesn't seem like it's from being hungry.

This person doesn't look like someone who lacks food or clothing at all!

……

While Little Fatty was devouring half a plate of small yellow croakers, Qin Ming didn't rest either.

He sat at his desk, concentrating on drawing the array.

Little Fatty expended a lot of energy today. Although he didn't say anything, his breathing rate and the intervals between the flashing of his spiritual patterns were somewhat rapid, which was undoubtedly a sign of excessive spiritual energy consumption.

He needs to add some customized meals to his diet.

Space-related resources are extremely rare, so Qin Ming always felt fortunate that he was talented enough in this area to be self-sufficient.

Few people know that he is both talented and excessively skilled in spatial array formations.

The spirit runes seemed to come alive in his hands; every stroke was precise and fluid, and the output of spiritual power was as stable as a machine.

The complex spatial loops unfold layer by layer in his writing, from the outside to the inside, from the rough to the fine, with each step just right.

outside the window.

Both Gui Ze and Xuanming Snake froze at the same time.

Through the window, they sensed the gradually forming spirit pattern array under Qin Ming's control, seeing the incredibly precise spatial loops unfolding as if controlled by his own limbs, and at the core of the array, a tiny crystal was slowly taking shape under the condensation of spiritual energy.

Space crystallization.

Those are not natural spirit stones mined from mineral veins, but artificial spirit stones created by forcibly condensing, compressing, and crystallizing the spatial energy between heaven and earth using array formations!

"I think I know what the little turtle ate to grow up..." Xuanming Snake's voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost a soliloquy.

Kamezawa did not speak.

His mouth was slightly open, his eyes were wide open, and the turtle was completely still, as if it had been struck by lightning.

His family does indeed own a mine.

However, the growth of spirit stone veins takes thousands of years, while Qin Ming's array crystal formation takes minutes.

He could even focus on how fast the little fat boy ate the fish, occasionally glancing up at him with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, clearly indicating that he hadn't reached his limit yet.

For the first time, Kamesawa felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

At this moment, the Xuanming Serpents realized the reality—they could not bring back the willing little turtle.

But Kamesawa refused to admit defeat.

He is still working hard.

The stubborn old tortoise stared intently at the gradually completing array diagram drawn by Qin Ming, its mind racing, trying to find something that Qin Ming didn't have, something unique to the Myriad Armor Tortoise Palace, that could move the little tortoise.

……

In the middle of the night, everyone went to sleep.

Gui Ze was still awake.

He was thinking.

The Xuanming Serpent had returned to his neck, quietly coiling around him without disturbing him.

There's no need for extra words between partners; simply being there for each other is the best support.

The entire dormitory area fell silent. The lights in the training field were off, the canteen chimneys stopped smoking, and even the footsteps of the patrol teams became less frequent.

The moonlight spilled onto the eaves, bathing everything in a cool, silvery-white light.

Just then, the window of Qin Ming's dormitory was gently opened.

A tiny figure squeezed out from the crack in the window.

That's a black hole.

The smallest and youngest spirit beast in Qin Ming's contract.

He was not large in stature, but what was striking was what he was holding in his arms—a Bagua array plate as big as himself.

The array plate is entirely black and white, with the yin-yang fish pattern subtly shifting under the moonlight, radiating a soft and stable glow.

The spiritual patterns on the surface of the array plate are operating on their own, with black and white energies slowly circulating along the trajectory of the Bagua, endlessly regenerating.

This is a crystallized light and darkness Bagua array tailor-made by Qin Ming for the black hole.

Black holes have small appetites and can't consume everything in one meal. Surprisingly, they discovered that after their energy is used up, the Yin and Yang principles of the universe flow on their own, and they can slowly recharge whether they are exposed to sunlight during the day or moonlight at night.

Given the current size of the black hole's appetite, it can be used for a very, very long time.

Therefore, black holes cherish this gift.

He cleaned it thoroughly and took it out to "air it out" every night.

At this moment, the black hole, holding a Bagua array plate as big as itself, carefully stopped in the open space in front of the dormitory building.

Moonlight shone on the array plate, and the eyes of the yin-yang fish seemed to be twinkling.

In the distance, Kamesawa was racking his brains for a new plan, his head aching from thinking, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of light out of the corner of his eye.

He subconsciously looked up, and the entire turtle froze again.

He saw it!

The yin-yang symbol slowly swirled under the moonlight, the black and white energies cycling endlessly, the intricate patterns within almost too exquisite.

And how come this treasure has such a strong human aura?

It's man-made again!?

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P.S.: I need to take a day off around Sunday. I originally planned to write and accumulate chapters these two days, but I really can't manage it. If I do write something, I'll just post it as a long chapter...