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

"What's wrong, honey?"

Gui Ze climbed up from the rock and followed his wife's gaze, only to see Qin Ming's figure slowly disappearing into the distance.

His tail swayed gently twice, with a soothing tone.

The Xuanming Serpent watched Qin Ming depart until his figure completely disappeared from sight, then sighed softly, "I feel like I've seen or heard of the little snake's appearance somewhere before, but I just can't remember."

There was an unusual hesitation in her tone.

Gui Ze was a kind-hearted person after all. He patted the blue snake beside him, dispelling his hesitation.

"If you can't remember, that's fine. Your clan hasn't lost any descendants. Besides, Qin Ming seems quite good, so the little snake won't suffer any injustice. Now that it's receiving special treatment from the ancestor, its future looks quite promising."

He paused, then seemed to remember something, a hint of confusion in his voice: "However, the Ancestor just said He would guide my cultivation, and I was even thinking of using this opportunity to gather some information for Qin Ming. But the Ancestor just sent a telepathic message saying that He is very busy these days and I shouldn't disturb Him..."

His voice grew softer and softer, carrying a sense of helplessness: "I want to help, but it seems I can't."

Faced with Qin Ming's request, Gui Ze always felt a sense of helplessness, a feeling that he should be able to help, but in reality, he couldn't. He scratched his head in confusion, deciding not to think about it anymore.

Two days later, in a deep-sea valley surrounded by undercurrents, Qin Ming was making arrangements.

"Based on the list provided by Senior Xuanming Snake, we'll prioritize finding any of these types of sea beasts that are strong enough to create lone foes."

He squatted on a coral-covered reef, with a roll of seaweed paper spread out in front of him, on which the habits and weaknesses of several deep-sea creatures were marked in fine handwriting.

The list provided by the Xuanming Serpent was very detailed, clearly stating the location, characteristics, habits, and weaknesses of each creature, like a "quick reference guide to marine mammals".

Keda was the first to respond: "Gah!"

He took off from Qin Ming's shoulder, drawing a smooth arc in the seawater, and then hovered steadily in front of Qin Ming.

His eyes held an excitement that seemed to say, "It's finally my turn to shine." He flapped his wings slightly, adjusting his hovering posture.

Ke Ke's exploration skill, "Thousand Streams Returning Back," which he had practiced diligently for many days, was finally going to come in handy today.

The way Qin Ming helped Keda get started was by searching for specific fish in the water. Keda practiced and improved with each attempt, and now he can quickly lock onto targets in complex water environments.

This time, it's a perfect match for their major.

You can close your eyes and calm your mind.

Its wings were slightly spread, and its fine feathers spread out in the seawater, like a net that captures information.

He sensed the life force flowing through the water, every subtle disturbance, every trace of remaining spiritual energy, every unique scent, all converging in his heart along the water's veins, gradually piecing together the approximate distribution of all living beings in this sea area.

Before long, Keda opened his eyes, a precise glint flashing in his dark pupils.

"Quack, we found the duck!"

He turned around and flapped his wings toward the southeast.

The seawater in that direction is slightly darker in color, with faint undercurrents, indicating a more active sea area.

There are many sea creatures, which means more opportunities, and the complex water conditions make it easy to hide and ambush.

Deep-sea blue eels, if they are of the same level, are definitely a favorite food of the Xuanming Snake clan.

The firm texture and spiritual energy of the flesh make it a delicacy that even sea snakes would actively seek out, especially for the discerning Xuanming Snake.

But this does not mean it is weak. Only sufficient activity can bring a firm texture, and activity means that they shuttle at high speed in the water every day, with quick reaction, good endurance and high muscle strength.

Only those who are strong enough can survive among the lurking and deadly Xuanming Serpent assassins, avoiding extermination or forced migration.

Those orchid eels that survived the threat of the Xuanming Serpent are all extraordinary.

The reason Qin Ming chose to use it was simply because the strategy guide he obtained was too detailed.

The list given by the Xuanming Serpent not only marked the habits and weaknesses of the deep-sea blue eel, but also specified which muscle would be best for injecting venom and when to strike for a fatal blow.

This meticulous annotation is like condensing decades or even centuries of hunting experience into one.

Perhaps because they are both snakes, Qingchen understood the tactics provided by the Xuanming Snake with remarkable ease.

I understood the key point after just one listen to the analysis.

Their understanding of hunting rhythm, location selection, and timing of attacks was a perfect match.

This made Qin Ming, who had long suffered from psychological trauma while tutoring Xiao Pang, take a deep breath.

Now, gazing in the direction he could perceive, he pondered for a moment and decided it was worth a try.

"Let's go," he said, "let's check the situation first."

With Keda leading the way, the group moved silently toward the direction of the undercurrent.

Keda flies at the forefront, occasionally stopping to sense changes in the atmosphere of the surrounding waters. Only after confirming that there are no ambushes or threats will it continue forward.

Cang Xuan followed at the back, remaining vigilant, his ears twitching slightly as he constantly caught any sounds from his surroundings.

Qin Ming walked in the middle of the group, with Qing Chen closely following beside him. The turquoise scales shimmered slightly in the seawater. His posture was focused and restrained, as if he had entered the state of a potential hunter.

Halfway there, Qin Ming said in a low voice, "There's still time, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. According to the instructions for using the Devouring Abyss Pot, your detoxification rate has already surpassed that of 99% of the contestants in your cohort."

He glanced at Qingchen, his eyes full of encouragement.

The instructions on the Swallowing Abyss Pot clearly state that for a spirit beast of Qingchen's rank and age, his detoxification rate far exceeds the average level.

But Qingchen, who has high standards for himself, is clearly not satisfied yet.

Without Qin Ming's prompting, he simply placed the venomous fangs on the spout of the pot, and the dark venom slowly slid down the side of the pot.