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

Xuanming Snake ultimately did not adopt Guize's suggestion.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Kamezawa's route predictions; the main problem was that the local officials were somewhat cunning. They could encounter them, but they couldn't get any substantial or useful information out of them through subtle questioning.

That human named Lu Yunzheng always appeared polite, but when they chatted, he never got down to business, yet his attitude was impeccable.

Therefore, the Xuanming Serpent no longer wanted to waste time on this issue.

She hesitated for a long time, her tail coiling and uncoiling repeatedly, before finally asking the question that she expected to embarrass herself.

"How did you gradually build a relationship with the little turtle? Do you have any good tips to share?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanming Snake regretted it.

Who is she? Xuanming Serpent, a descendant of ancient divine beasts, a close relative of the Azure Emperor Python, is a prominent figure in the entire deep-sea spirit beast circle.

When did she need to ask others for advice on "how to build rapport"?

Moreover, he consulted his partner, the one who always pretended to be young and played with the little turtle, whose thick skin was as thick as his defensive ability.

But she really cared about that younger person.

This concern is not something that can be controlled by reason; rather, it is an instinctive pull from the depths of one's blood and soul.

She wanted to know who that junior was, whether he was doing well, why his aura was weak, and why he was living in a human's home.

She even considered barging in to see what was going on, but she had too many concerns.

So she needed a gentle, roundabout... non-frightening approach.

After thinking it over carefully, Guize quickly replayed every moment in his mind from when he first met Xiaopang to when they became friends.

And instantly pinpointed the turning point in the relationship.

"Hmm," Kamezawa's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized, "Mimicking someone's age to get closer is a super effective trick!"

Kamezawa became more and more excited as he spoke, his voice rising several decibels: "They're just kids, lecturing them won't work. You have to make them feel like you're on their side. If you act like an elder, they'll have vanished long ago!"

The Xuanming Serpent's elegant figure stiffened. Although it was prepared, it was still conflicted after hearing these words.

Mimicry. Pretending to be young.

Make yourself cute, put away your intimidating aura, your murderous intent, and all signals of "I am powerful," and disguise yourself as a harmless and lovable ordinary spirit beast.

She understands the principle. But asking her to actually do it?

The Xuanming Serpent looked down at its reflection.

Its slender body, elegant curves, scales shimmering with cold light, and deep golden eyes—every detail exudes an aura of "I'm not someone to mess with."

From the moment she hatched, she had always possessed this noble and aloof demeanor.

How to make her "small, round, and cute"?

She couldn't even imagine herself being described as "cute".

However, Kamesawa did not notice his wife's inner struggle and continued to offer specific advice in a considerate manner, his tone resembling that of a beauty blogger giving a makeover to an ordinary person.

"Take this bright color you're wearing, for example. I'm not saying it's ugly, but it just makes you seem less approachable."

He paused, looked the Xuanming Snake up and down again, and continued: "I want it to be small, round, and cute."

And you need to tone down the chilling murderous intent in your snake-like eyes. Your eyes are so cold and ruthless, like you're staring at your prey—it's terrifying!

Why don't you try squinting your eyes? Make them into slits, like you're smiling.

Xuanming Serpent: "..."

She didn't speak, but her tail began to wag restlessly, once, twice, three times.

Each swing carried an invisible force, and a faint sound of air being cut could be heard.

Then, the tip of her tail swept across the old green rock beneath her.

This rock has stood on the coast for countless years, enduring wind and rain, waves and scorching sun, without ever developing a single crack.

At that moment, it silently crumbled into powder.

Without a loud noise or flying rocks, it gently and quietly crumbled into fine, grayish-white powder, like the wind scattering a pile of sand, and slid down from the rock pile.

Kamezawa immediately shut his mouth, swallowed hard, and slowly shrank back, looking extremely obedient.

……

Meanwhile, Xiao Bao, who stayed at home, wasn't idle either.

Xiao Bao is reading a reference book called "The Complete Science of Snakes (Illustrated Edition)".

The reference book was spread out, its pages larger than Xiao Bao's body. He lay on the edge of one of the pages, his little paws pressing against the paper, his beady black eyes scanning the words line by line.

He read very quickly, and descriptions of the physical characteristics, habits, and danger levels of snake-like mythical beasts were rapidly absorbed, categorized, and archived in his mind.

Through gathering information from various sources, he ranked the snakes from smallest to largest and from harmless to dangerous, hoping to fight poison with poison and eventually reach a point where he could face Qingchen without falling.

Not only is Qingchen working hard to learn mimicry, but Xiaobao is too!

The giant snake had tried its best to shrink its body and conceal its presence, but it still scared him to death.

Xiao Bao heard about Qing Chen's disappointment and self-blame in the Spirit Control Space.

So he has to work hard!

These materials were not too difficult for the knowledgeable Xiao Bao.

He flipped through the pages quickly, page after page, entry after entry.

He even memorized information related to the treasure, such as the medicinal value of snake molts and methods of snake venom collection, after reading it only once.

However, no matter how realistic the record is, it can never match the power and aura of a real giant python.

Text and pictures can tell him how many meters a mature Xuanming Snake can reach, how many spirit beasts of the same level its venom is generally capable of killing, and what level of armor its strangulation power can crush.

But there's no way to tell him how to react when a seven-meter-long blue python actually appears in front of you, its cold, serpentine eyes staring at you.

Xiao Bao knew that this probably wouldn't meet his initial expectations.

"Sigh, we still need to find a real-life demonstration." Xiao Bao sighed, scratching his head with his little paws, closing the document he had flipped through most of, and falling into deep thought.

"It's best to start with small snakes. Get used to the smaller ones first, then gradually get used to the larger ones. Once you're used to the snake's scent and gaze, you shouldn't fall when you see Qingchen again."

Xiao Bao was pondering the feasibility of this plan when he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

Are you talking about me?

The voice was soft, even gentle, like the rustling of silk in a breeze. The tone was unhurried, carrying a languid, nonchalant elegance.

Snake, snake, snake, snake, snake! There's a snake!!

Xiao Bao's body froze instantly.