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

"Here's the situation; I wonder if either of you has any insightful opinions."

As soon as Qin Ming came out, he ran into the Kame couple.

They seemed to have been waiting outside the hall the whole time. Gui Ze lay on a flat seabed rock, with the Xuanming Serpent gracefully coiled on his back.

Ten days is neither a long nor a short time.

Finding a way that would "amaze" our ancestors is too slow if we just keep thinking about it on our own.

He was also unsure whether the Orcs had their own unique evaluation methods.

Seeing that Guize was inexplicably excited, Qin Ming decided to speak frankly and briefly explained the "10-day deadline" given by the ancestor.

After listening, Kamesawa did not answer immediately.

He tilted his head, thought seriously for a moment, and then said, "When we come of age, we go out to hunt. The stronger the sea beasts we hunt, the more it proves our own strength. I suppose this is the kind of proof our ancestors wanted."

Qin Ming nodded. The logic was simple and direct: let the spoils of war speak for themselves, and let their strength prove their worth.

Kamezawa continued, with a confident air that "this plan is very sound," "Go find a sixth-tier sea beast with suitable attributes and characteristics, prepare carefully, and defeat it by fighting a level above it..."

The more he talked about it, the more wonderful it seemed, and he even straightened his neck a bit.

Then he saw Qingchen being summoned by Qin Ming.

The python that slowly emerged from Qin Ming's summoning light was entirely emerald green, with clear golden vertical pupils and a slender, elegant form.

No matter how handsome he was, the spiritual energy fluctuations that a second-tier spirit beast could not completely conceal were as conspicuous as fireflies in the night in Gui Ze's perception.

Kamesawa's voice abruptly stopped.

His mouth was open, but the second half of the phrase "to fight and win by crossing a level" was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't finish it for a long time.

He looked at Qingchen, then at Qin Ming, then at Qingchen again, before slowly and laboriously shifting his gaze away.

A baby who hasn't even reached Tier 3, or more accurately, a baby who hasn't even touched the threshold of Tier 3.

Isn't this appropriate?

The deep sea is a place where terrifying dangers coexist with abundant resources, so there are really not many weaklings.

Creatures that can survive in the deep sea are either born with strong bloodlines or have accumulated sufficient strength later in life.

Most of those second and third-tier creatures live in shallow seas or coral reef shelters and would never appear in the "hunting grounds" that Kamezawa mentioned.

Although this little snake is weak and has a strange aura, it no longer looks like a child. It would be inappropriate for it to bully the baby sea monsters.

Unable to explain himself for a long time, Kameze slowly lowered his proud neck.

His tail tip stopped wagging, and the turtle's entire demeanor changed from "I'm so smart" to a guilty look, as if he had said something wrong.

His partner chimed in, "Your systems as spirit masters are different, so I imagine you can work as a team."

The Xuanming Serpent's voice was calm and measured, carrying a sense of composed analysis. "Following the human combat style, with other spirit beasts assisting, and the Green Serpent seizing the opportunity, it's not impossible for it to hunt beyond its level."

She paused, her golden snake eyes lingering on Qingchen for a moment, as if assessing something, before continuing, "However, since the ancestor is examining a small snake, he must play a crucial role in the hunting process, and cannot just go through the motions."

In that case, even if we hunt a sixth-tier sea beast, it wouldn't prove anything.

At this point, the Xuanming Serpent fell silent.

It's unrealistic to expect a level 2 snake to play a decisive role in a level 5 or 6 battle.

In a battle of that level, even being caught in the aftershocks could be fatal to Qing Chen.

She could think of many ways to involve Qingchen, but none of them could guarantee that he would be both safe and crucial in the battle.

However, if they only hunt second or third-tier sea beasts, let alone whether they can find them, even the top-tier third-tier sea beasts would not catch their eye, let alone their ancestors.

Although they didn't say it explicitly, they each understood it clearly.

Everyone remained silent, but anxiety and seriousness were already conveyed in each other's eyes.

At this moment, the discussion reached a stalemate, and the only sound was the flowing water.

Qingchen was sitting not far away. He saw Qin Ming, who was worrying about his own weakness and looking very distressed, and he felt extremely sad.

He quietly shrunk himself into a shape that took up as little space as possible, his golden eyes looking at Qin Ming's tightly furrowed brows and slightly pursed lips. With each glance, his guilt deepened.

Based on the skill with which that ancestor treated Little Fatty, he knew how precious this opportunity was.

The ability to manipulate the five elements of energy at will and to calm a turbulent space with ease was a level of power he never dared to imagine.

If he could receive His guidance, even if he only learned the basics, it could be a transformative change for him.

It's all because he's not strong enough. If he were stronger, if he had the strength of the third or even fourth tier, if he could truly stand on his own, things wouldn't be so difficult.

He couldn't bring himself to give up, yet he was filled with regret.

At that moment, he was willing to do anything to solve the immediate problem.

He just didn't know what he could do...

After a long silence, the Xuanming Serpent slowly spoke, "I have one more move."

Once everyone's attention was focused, she slowly said, "I can see that the little snake is venomous. If its venom is potent enough and its production is high, it could indeed be incredibly effective under certain circumstances."

She pondered, as if recalling something, "Some deep-sea mammals aren't very resistant to toxins. If the small snake's venom is of high quality, perhaps quantity can overcome quality."

Qingchen, who was so anxious that he was wagging his tail, suddenly froze.

Ever since he heard the word "Venom," his wagging tail froze as if it had been paused.

This is not the first time.

Ever since he started following Qin Ming, he felt that his snake life had fallen into a strange cycle.

He needed to obtain poison on Earth, and he still needed to obtain poison on the Spirit Martial Continent. Now, even the opportunity to obtain a legacy depends on his venom.

The Xuanming Serpent added, "Sometimes we also use the Devouring Abyss Pot to collect some of our own venom, for emergencies or to exchange for resources."

"This thing is made of a special material that better preserves the venom's activity, and it's also easy to carry. Time is limited, so you need to hurry."

Qin Ming, who was initially somewhat uneasy about the material of the original collection bottle due to the increasing toxicity of Qingchen, suddenly had a bright idea in his mind.

Since its transformation, Qingchen's venom has been slowly increasing in toxicity, and ordinary bottles and jars will eventually be unable to contain the undiluted original liquid.

Therefore, at this moment, the Devouring Abyss Pot mentioned by the Xuanming Serpent can be said to have solved the immediate crisis.

He quickly took it, asked about the usage and acquisition method of the Swallowing Abyss Pot, and then solemnly thanked it.

Looking at the new storage container—no, it's just a repackaged version of the same thing, but with a capacity several times larger—Qingchen thought, "..."