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

After a hands-on lesson that left all the beasts enlightened, the energy within Little Fatty's body finally came into order.

The five elements of energy flowed slowly within his body, like a vigorous and generous source of life, continuously nourishing the tiny world.

Without destruction, there can be no construction. The small world, which was originally somewhat fragile due to the impact of energy, has now shown an unprecedented stability and abundance after this baptism.

Little Fatty hadn't woken up yet; he was in a deep sleep, his breathing steady and long.

Clearly sensing that Little Fatty was in better condition than ever before, Qin Ming felt relieved and shifted his gaze from the sleeping Little Fatty to the ancestor.

He hadn't forgotten his earlier statement, "Let's talk about it after it's done." Now that it's done, it's time to discuss the follow-up.

He cleared his throat and asked, "Senior, about the deal we discussed earlier..."

The ancestor nodded slightly, his gaze calmly settling on Qin Ming: "Every ten years, the deep-sea races hold an exchange competition for their younger generation. It's in six months, and I need Little Fatty to represent the Myriad Armor Turtle Palace and win the championship."

He paused, not going into detail about the complex web of interests, the balance of power, and the ownership of mineral veins beneath the deep sea, as these were perhaps too distant for Qin Ming.

However, the rankings in these kinds of competitions usually involve the allocation of mining rights for certain mineral veins, which Qin Ming could roughly understand without needing to elaborate.

He nodded, simply because he was never afraid of competing with his peers.

From Azure Dragon Academy to the Blue Ocean Border, he experienced too much competition among his peers, and his confidence and composure were built and solidified through victory after victory.

Trying to change the location and the opponents is pointless; it's all the same.

It's just that... it only comes once every ten years...

Qin Ming suddenly thought of something.

He looked up at his ancestor, somewhat bewildered: "May I ask, senior, how is one defined as part of the younger generation?"

"A cycle of sixty years, or at least 60 years, is considered part of the younger generation."

The old ancestor's voice was calm and breezy, as if he were talking about something perfectly natural.

An old tortoise that can sleep for sixty years doesn't really see anything wrong with it.

Qin Ming: "..."

His expression froze, and then he slowly and silently swallowed.

This division of stages is quite insightful.

If 60 years is considered a young generation, then by that standard, Little Fatty is considered to be at the "not yet weaned" level?

Little Fatty hasn't even spent 60 months in the Spirit Martial Continent yet, and he's already being compared to his "peers" who might be almost 60?

Qin Ming felt a slight ache in his teeth.

Those contestants have probably been through more battles than Little Fatty has eaten fish!

However, considering that Little Fatty has been enjoying giving himself extra meals ever since he discovered his talent for animal husbandry, that's not necessarily true.

Qin Ming shook his head and continued, "May I ask what the upper limit of the strength of previous participants was?"

"Peak of the seventh rank." The ancestor answered accurately and decisively.

Qin Ming remained silent for a moment; the gap was indeed significant.

But he wasn't afraid of the challenge; it was just that the pressure was considerable.

Should he thank this ancestor for his support? With such a huge gap, how dare he say that Little Fatty will win the championship?

It's only been six months, and there are still too many variables. He wouldn't give up now.

When a spirit beast tamer enjoys the gifts and protection of its spirit beast, it has the responsibility to help accelerate the spirit beast's breakthrough.

This test is less a test for Little Fatty and more a test of his humanity.

Or perhaps we could try this collaborative approach under extreme pressure to see if it sparks something new.

Sensing that Little Fatty's aura had stabilized at the peak of the fifth rank, Qin Ming shook his head, clearing his mind of distractions.

He raised his head, his gaze resolute, his voice clear and calm: "I accept."

The ancestor nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Then He changed the subject, His gaze seemingly casually sweeping towards Qing Chen's direction: "Now tell me about your Green Serpent. Does he have any inheritance?"

Qin Ming was taken aback.

He followed the ancestor's gaze and looked at Qingchen, who was quietly reclining in the corner of the side hall.

The giant emerald python was hanging its head, its golden eyes half-closed, still immersed in the insights it had just gained.

After that on-site instruction that directly addressed the source of energy, he had a faint aura of spiritual light emanating from him, clearly indicating that he had gained a great deal.

However, through his subconscious observation, the ancestor still sensed Qingchen's immaturity, a youthful feeling that was extremely incompatible with his bloodline.

He could sense that this being, who possessed the bloodline of the Azure Emperor Python, was still naive about its own potential, like a gem buried in thick soil, unaware of how brilliant it could shine.

Understanding the implication in the man's words, Qin Ming was overjoyed.

He immediately stepped forward, his tone respectful yet urgent: "If you, senior, have any relevant information, please do not hesitate to enlighten me."

The ancestor did not answer immediately. His gaze lingered on Qingchen for a long time, his eyes filled with a mixture of memories, emotions, and satisfaction.

After a long silence, He slowly spoke: "The Dao cannot be easily passed on. I will give you ten days. If you can devise a method that amazes me, I will teach it to you."

He paused, as if giving Qin Ming time to process his thoughts: "Alternatively, you could try your luck in the Xuanming Serpent Abyss. However, the area is filled with poisonous gas, and with your current strength, you probably can't venture deep there. But if you can find another way, that would be your opportunity."

Even without a direct gift, the guidance and instruction were still very meaningful, and Qin Ming bowed deeply to express his sincere gratitude.

Then, he summoned back his beasts, and with a few streaks of light flashing by, the side hall instantly became much emptier.

Finally, Qin Ming bent down and picked up the sleeping little fat boy from the stone platform.

Little Fatty's body was heavy, carrying a sense of contentment after a good meal, as if he were immersed in a beautiful dream and unwilling to wake up.

"Ten days," Qin Ming said softly, as if speaking to his ancestor, yet also to himself, "I will come up with a method that will amaze you."

Then he turned around, picked up the little fat boy, and walked out of the side hall.

The seawater outside the palace was separated by an invisible barrier, and the passageway was dry and warm.

The ancestor looked at the backs of the humans and did not answer.

The main time interval was too long, and His treasures were spread throughout the world.

Where exactly did the Azure Serpent Emperor's legacy go? Especially the very beginning, the preschool education section.

It's not that important, and I didn't pay much attention when I put it there, so where exactly is it?

However, 10 days should be enough for Him to get a general idea.