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

Recalling the mission that Kamezawa had led before being sent abroad, Kamezawa quickly guessed the little fat man's identity.

He stood still, his gaze lingering for a long while on the spot where the bubbles, still shimmering with spiritual energy, had dissipated, secretly observing the little fat man's figure.

For a moment, it was impossible to fathom just how exceptionally gifted this little turtle must be to be able to swallow the Vortex Spirit with its current strength.

That was a spirit formed over countless years, yet it was devoured in one bite by this turtle that didn't even look like an adult yet.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, people would probably think I was making up a story.

But the energy emanating from the burp left him no room for error; the pure, rich, and ancient energy fluctuations were simply too distinctive!

Besides, Little Fatty couldn't help himself and let out a series of burps for him to check again and again. Each burp was louder, clearer, and more confident than the last.

"Dad, you even try to steal the little turtle's meal? That's so rude!"

Having been repeatedly beaten, Guize, with his rebellious spirit, argued before Qin Ming could. His neck was held straight, showing considerable fearlessness in the face of power.

Guiyuan nearly choked on his breath, his face turning red.

His head snapped towards Guize, his expression one of wanting to swat him again. His chest heaved violently a few times before he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence through clenched teeth: "Am I that kind of turtle? And didn't you notice this little turtle has some indigestion?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes immediately turned to Little Fatty.

Little Fatty was trying to shrink and hide himself, but his constant burping kept him both hiding and exposing himself.

Even a moment of carelessness while hiccuping can disrupt the energy flow of the shrunken form, causing the body to grow larger instead of smaller for a certain instant.

He tried his best to cover his mouth with his claws, but gradually realized the helplessness that even a tortoise cannot control.

With a vortex spirit of such a large size, the digestive system of a normal spirit beast cannot digest it.

That was pure energy concentrated over countless years. If an ordinary spirit beast swallowed it, its meridians would rupture at best, and its body would explode on the spot at worst.

Even top-tier spirit beasts with the digestive capacity wouldn't be so reckless as to try to do this. It's not that they can't eat it, but that they can't digest it and would only suffer for nothing.

So the Whirlpool Spirit guarded the gate openly and honestly for a hundred years without incident, until one day he was careless and met Little Fatty.

It probably enjoyed countless possible "opportunities" over the long years, but it never expected that it would be presented in this way.

Even though Little Fatty has internal space to support it, it's already struggling to keep up.

This energy was too vast, too pure, and too uncontrollable. It poured into the depths of space, filling every available space, and then began to spread, permeate, and compress in all directions.

Space also needs balance to be vibrant. It requires a suitable concentration of spiritual energy, a stable energy cycle, and an orderly terrain structure to become a truly self-consistent little world.

And now, that energy from the Vortex Spirit is shattering everything.

Even though Qin Ming shared some of the burden, Xiao Pang still felt the energy constantly colliding with the spatial barriers within his body.

After he broke through to the fifth rank, this energy continued to alter the spatial topography within his body.

What was once a vast and gradually taking shape small world now seems to be experiencing a raging storm.

Energy surged through space, creating wave after wave that washed over the still unstable boundaries and the terrain that had just emerged from the breakthrough.

In the relatively stable central areas, the water level will continue to rise, and large areas will experience strong winds, heavy rains, and floods.

"A fish raised by a turtle!" Little Fatty, who was suffering from indigestion and a bit of an upset stomach, was getting a little anxious.

Having confirmed that Gui Yuan's words were not unfounded, Qin Ming asked seriously, "Is there any solution?"

The Wanjia Turtle Palace, with so many turtles gathered there, must have seen all sorts of bizarre scenes and have a wealth of experience in handling them.

If even they can't handle it, or can't provide timely help, Qin Ming won't waste any more time.

He was willing to risk being exposed, but he still took Little Fatty to see Old Master Kong.

His fingertips tightened slightly inside his sleeve, the fire scales pressed against his chest, keeping them warm.

"Don't panic, don't panic. Our ancestor has been lucid lately. Let Him balance the energy within the little turtle's body; there shouldn't be any problems!"

Gui Yuan's voice carried an undeniable certainty. He gestured with his claws in the air, as if describing something utterly simple.

"Our ancestor lived for so long, what hasn't he seen? He just needs to give a couple of pointers and he can straighten out that energy. Don't worry, we can handle this."

He paused, then added, "Of course, if I hadn't left in such a rush and forgotten everything, I could have managed too!"

His words carried the excuse that "it's not that I can't do it, it's that I didn't prepare today."

He left in a hurry and didn't bring enough materials to balance the energy impact.

After all, who would have thought that while investigating a case of a missing passage, they would encounter a turtle with "excessive internal flooding" that needs emergency treatment?

Under the disdainful gaze of Kameze, the veins on Kamebushi's forehead began to throb faster again.

His claws clenched and unclenched, as if he were making a difficult choice: whether to give this unfilial son another slap or get on with the important business.

In the end, reason prevailed. He took a deep breath, turned around, kicked his unfilial son, and nodded to Little Fatty and Qin Ming.

Not wanting to communicate with his rebellious son whose carapace was getting harder and harder, Guiyuan, along with Xiaopang and Qinming, quickly crossed the spatial rift behind them that had not yet closed.

The dark golden crack had remained stable since it appeared, and under Guiyuan's control, it expanded slightly.

With a flick of his claws, a gentle yet irresistible force enveloped Qin Ming and Little Fatty, lifting them up and sending them into the crevice.

Keda flapped its wings and followed, while Cangxuan's figure leaped lightly on the seabed and landed within the crack.

The tip of the Xuanming Serpent's tail swept across the turtle's lair, allowing him to squeeze in at the last moment.

Space flows around you.

Although I've traveled through space many times, such a smooth and relaxed experience is still extremely rare.

Aside from his worries about the chubby baby in his arms, Qin Ming was also somewhat enjoying himself.

They were being carried in a certain direction at an extremely fast speed, so fast that the surrounding scenery turned into blurry streaks of light.

At the end of the crack, a soft light spread out.

The light was warm and vast, carrying an ancient and steady aura, as if something was waiting for them ahead.

Guiyuan's figure became clear in the light, and he walked steadily forward, passing through the final barrier.

The outline of the Wanjia Turtle Palace slowly emerged in the light.

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P.S.: Sorry for the lateness, I was having some writer's block...