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

When Qin Ming left the customs, he walked away with an unusually dashing air without looking back. After exchanging a few brief words, he turned around in a cowardly manner.

He stood there for a few moments, then turned around and walked back towards the side hall.

"Boss, aren't we going to the secret realm? Everything's ready, we don't need anything." Little Fatty followed behind him, his voice tinged with confusion.

He had clearly made preparations, but Qin Ming turned back halfway, which was really unlike his usual style.

"Take the refined ore products I produced during my seclusion and distribute them as you see fit. They might be helpful for our trip to the secret realm." Qin Ming's voice was calm, carrying a certainty that "this is something we can't skimp on."

Little Fatty grinned and laughed loudly, "That's perfect! Everyone's been saving up their military merits, unwilling to trade anything for them, just waiting for you, Boss, to step in."

He waved to the back, signaling the turtles to move forward. The group, which had been scattered and resting on the open ground, seemed to receive some signal and quickly converged in this direction.

Qin Ming stumbled, his fingertips inexplicably aching. He looked down at his fingers, a stiffness lingering in several knuckles, a feeling beyond his control.

He silently withdrew his hand, and in a daze, Little Fatty had already taken the lead and stood at the front, proudly commanding everyone: "Attention, all of you! Assemble! Line up!"

His voice carried exceptionally clearly through the seawater, and as soon as he finished speaking, the turtles and snakes that had been resting scattered around quickly sprang into action.

In just a few seconds, a well-ordered line of tortoises and snakes appeared before Qin Ming's eyes.

The front row consisted of the thick-shelled Wan Jia turtles, the back row of the agile Xuanming snakes, the support members on both sides, and a few guards at the tail. Each figure landed precisely in its position, and the entire formation was neat and orderly, as if it had been rehearsed many times.

Behind Little Fatty lies the wealth entrusted to him by Qin Ming—a pile of gleaming refined ore products on the open ground, like a treasure mountain awaiting inspection.

So, he said confidently, "Even the tortoise said its leader is very reliable, right?"

His tail swished a few times; it's hard to say it wasn't showing off.

"Yes!!" The shouts echoed in all directions, causing the surrounding seawater to tremble slightly.

Qin Ming stood at the center of the sound wave, his gaze sweeping over the responding faces. The green-haired turtle, the black-eyed turtle, and the heterochromatic turtle—these were the ones he was familiar with. Their auras had all improved considerably, and they were lined up in front, at least serving as squad leaders.

After Little Fatty finished speaking, a flash of light appeared between his claws, and a corner of the mountain of finished ore was missing.

When the light faded, one or two pieces of refined ore were suspended in front of each turtle and snake, distributed according to need and in precise quantities.

The entire venue fell silent for a moment, with only the warm luster of the mineral shimmering in the sunlight, before an even more terrifying sound wave swept in.

"Our leader is awesome! Our boss is awesome!"

Qin Ming paused for half a second, then sighed, "Little Fatty, I'm not that old! Let's address each other as we please, don't be so strange."

While muttering, "What's so strange about it? It's so impressive!", Little Fatty took away half of the refined ore, leaving the rest to be handled by Mr. and Mrs. Kamesawa.

In the blink of an eye, the mountain of concentrate had been handed over.

Then, Little Fatty placed a paw on Qin Ming's instep and said reassuringly, "Boss, can we set off now? If we don't leave soon, the Ancestor will come to urge us."

His paw pads pressed against Qin Ming's instep, exchanging a familiar temperature and texture.

Qin Ming softened his tone: "Let's go. On the way, tell me about the precautions for the Xuanwu Secret Realm."

The space at the entrance to the secret realm was chaotic, and Little Fatty could not teleport directly.

He enlarged his body, allowing Qin Ming to sit steadily on his back armor.

With Qin Ming by his side, they traveled together, and a thousand miles were now within reach.

Qin Ming sat on Little Fatty's back armor, feeling the steady thrust beneath him unfold. The surrounding scenery changed from familiar to strange, and then from clear to blurry again.

Meanwhile, the group scattered behind them maintained an orderly formation, following at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Looking at the orderly line following behind, Qin Ming couldn't help but recall the hostility and wariness the turtles showed them when they first arrived.

Unexpectedly, in just half a month, he broke the deadlock with his formation, and the situation changed dramatically. Those turtles who had once looked at them with scrutiny were now following him in an orderly fashion.

As the scene before him became clear again, Qin Ming knew that they had arrived at their destination.

He leaped down from the chubby back armor, greeted the elder guarding the entrance to the secret realm, and then saw the entrance deep inside, which resembled a mirror-like body of water.

The entrance lay silently in the sea, its surface as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the images of the group.

When the first turtle's claw touched its surface, the reflection created tiny ripples that quickly expanded and then contracted, as they entered another world.

When Qin Ming opened his eyes again, he quickly looked around. All around him were familiar faces, and the ranks were neat. However, the surrounding cliffs made it impossible to discern his location.

Before he could even properly observe the towering stone tower before him, a majestic voice descended from the sky: "Guests from all directions, you have all arrived. The competition in the Xuanwu Secret Realm shall now officially begin!"

At the same time, countless jade pendants scattered from the sky.

The jade pendants, like a fine rain, cascaded down from above. Each one was guided by an invisible force as it fell, accurately drifting towards each person present.

Qin Ming raised his hand and put away the jade pendant that proved his identity. The jade pendant was slightly cool to the touch, with fine patterns engraved on its surface, and it shone with a soft blue luster under the light.

He examined it over and over again, but apart from the teleportation array that automatically activated when it shattered, there were no other mysteries.

He hung it securely on his waist, then turned to look at Little Fatty: "Besides us, are there visitors from other regions?"

Having done his homework, the chubby boy explained, "Yes, the Xuanwu Secret Realm only has one entrance in this sea area, but there are other entrances in other regions, which are controlled by the powerful turtle and snake clans."

"Each entrance has an equal number of slots for both turtles and snakes. Since the final number of reward slots is limited, we are all considered competitors in the same period."

"The major powers always unite against external forces, and then compete individually in the end. In short, we must eliminate other forces as much as possible within the limited time and advance to higher levels."

Qin Ming nodded in understanding: "Then let's proceed according to the original plan. The first step is proof of our tacit understanding."

Although they have formed their own teams, only by passing the test of the proof of tacit understanding can they be considered as a single entity in the subsequent assessment and receive additional benefits.

This might also have something in common with the Xuanwu Formation he depicted?

Qin Ming followed closely, looking forward to Xiao Pang and Qing Chen's performance.