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

"Great job, Qingchen!"

Qin Ming reached out and patted Qing Chen's scales, giving it positive affirmation.

Although the armor felt cool and smooth to the touch, he could feel the rapid tremors in Qingchen's body through the hard, cold plates, like a string that had been plucked and had not yet fully calmed down.

Qingchen's tail tip swayed gently, its scales cold, but its movements revealed its inner anxiety.

This was his first real combat exercise on the Lingwu Continent.

Although the target had been reduced to a state of near inactivity, it was still a fourth-tier sea beast. Its dying struggles and its survival intelligence, unlike anything he had seen before, made him feel challenged in every detail.

Qin Ming didn't urge him, but waited quietly for Qing Chen to gradually calm down from the state of excitement and tension.

Anyone who has ever fished knows that a fish's strength in the water is several times greater.

The terrain here is entirely in the hands of the sea creatures; any underestimation could lead to unexpected trouble.

Therefore, Qin Ming did not immediately send Qing Chen to challenge a fifth or sixth-tier target, but instead found a fourth-tier orchid eel to practice on first.

Under the unsportsmanlike mob's relentless beating and control, Qin Ming waited until the fourth-tier orchid eel was suppressed and had little activity before letting Qing Chen go up to get a feel for it.

The blue eel was much larger than Qin Ming had expected.

Its smooth, scale-like body gleamed with a dark light in the water. Perhaps it was because no one cared for it on the seabed, allowing it to grow freely.

This guy was fat and strong, with his big teeth sticking out like two rows of barbed daggers; he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

The phrase "firm flesh" from the information given by the Xuanming Serpent came to Qin Ming's mind. Now, comparing it with the actual product, he finally understood where that firmness came from.

It's all muscle, all power, all hardness that makes your teeth ache.

Looking at Qingchen, who was much thinner in comparison, Qin Ming silently shook his head.

While the amount of venom is important, fortunately he has a stockpile.

Qin Ming touched the space gem hanging at his waist, feeling a little more at ease.

He had carefully sealed and stored every drop of this venom he had accumulated all the way from Earth. To date, he hadn't sold a single gram of it; it was all stored away. Now, it came in handy.

Qingchen pulled the venomous fangs out of the fourth-tier blue eel whose eyes were rolled back.

The blue eel, which had been struggling, had completely quieted down. Its body twitched slightly a few times before it slowly and weakly sank to the seabed.

Qingchen turned his head, sensing the effects of the venom injection, carefully recalling every moment of his prey's struggle and subsequent numbness, before finally speaking:

"Hiss, it's very sensitive to changes in the water flow. I was planning to bite from the side or behind, but it sensed me just before I got close, twisted its body, and I almost missed. Next time, I'll have to be faster, more precise, and more forceful."

Qin Ming nodded.

After all, Qingchen wasn't born and raised in water, and he still needed a lot of practice to get used to the perception and use of water flow.

He was trying to find his footing and figuring out areas for improvement.

This self-reflective attitude made Qin Ming feel extremely at ease.

Keda has already swum around the area and marked several areas with targets, but is not in a hurry to make a move.

They were all patiently waiting for Qingchen, who was constantly simulating flashes and dashes.

His speed improved with each attempt, his movements became smoother, and his grasp of the changes in water flow became more and more accurate.

"Whoosh~"

A turquoise shadow traced a clean arc in the darkness.

"Whoosh!"

The shadow's trajectory became shorter and more direct, from initiation to arrival like a taut string suddenly released, with almost no superfluous movement.

Qin Ming could see that Qing Chen was gradually transforming his past instincts of terrestrial hunting into a fighting style truly suited to the deep-sea environment.

……

Meanwhile, at the Octopus King's Court.

"Octopus-shaped grill, move aside, I'm looking for something."

The ancestor's main avatar slowly traversed the narrow underwater canyon, with coral reefs swaying beside him.

His tone was as casual as if he were asking a neighbor for some salt, as if this were his own backyard where he could just wander around and stumble upon anything.

"I am a member of the Octopus Kingdom!"

A slightly plump octopus twisted its tentacle tip, its voice tinged with annoyance at being offended.

"Okay, octopus fritters."

Without turning back, the old ancestor continued walking deeper into the royal court with a clear goal in mind.

He had already sensed the presence of a certain unused corner in the treasure vault, and walked unhurriedly through the corridors and around the corners.

Shortly after his illegal entry, He was stopped by the current patriarch of the Octopus King.

The enormous eight-clawed beast spread its layers of tentacles and briefly tested its strength against its ancestor.

A moment later, the Octopus King curled up, its tentacles throbbing slightly. "We didn't take anything from your turtle clan!"

Everyone knows that the turtle clan has an immortal ancestor, an existence that has lived for an unknown amount of time. Sensing the unfathomable aura of the newcomer, even the current patriarch of the Octopus King felt his head swell up.

"Oh, I mean I lost something around here, and you guys have a good chance of finding it."

The old man spoke in a calm and casual tone, as if he were talking about something extremely ordinary.

As time goes by, and the terrain and water flow change, He has not lied. Over the long years, He has indeed left something in this area, but what exactly it was and where it was left behind has long been blurred into a shadow by time.

The Octopus King glared, its eight-clawed face shifting like a spilled palette of colors, speechless at the shameless old tortoise who dared to try and peek into the clan's treasure vault.

……

However, the same thing happened in the other two tribes' territories, where the situation was quite different.

A young sea whale curiously approached its ancestor, nuzzled the edge of its shell with its trunk, and then tilted its head back to take a deep breath: "You seem to have a very special scent. Do you have a sweet, soft human hiding inside you?"

The baby whale, though young, was already the size of several houses. Its round eyes were filled with undisguised curiosity and shone with anticipation.

After receiving an affirmative answer, the ancestor successfully entered and found the place he was looking for, except that he had a little whale following him around. Taking advantage of its young age, the whale kept crying and wouldn't leave.

As for the Xuanming Serpent Abyss, "Two of the most skilled adult snakes in your clan at caring for and raising baby snakes have come with you."

"Uncle Jiu, what happened? A few days ago, my little sister asked me if any of our clans had lost any descendants." A thick, crown-wearing Xuanming snake slithered out, and he keenly sensed something from the question.

Gui Jiu gave the current patriarch of the Xuanming Serpent a meaningful look, "Your era is quite lucky, but don't ask too many questions, just let nature take its course."