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

Top-tier spiritual plants are truly extraordinary; even though they lack sentience, they will instinctively resist!

Just as Little Fatty was about to make his move, the Fire Vine suddenly tightened its vines, and then a thick column of magma gushed out from the cracks beneath its roots, shooting straight at Little Fatty with a scorching dark red light.

The terrifying heat made Little Fatty yell and jump away.

It dodged quickly enough, but its claws still seemed to leave behind a few lingering wisps of heat.

When he realized that the path was blocked, he turned his head and saw that the white wolf was sitting on the ice, with a calm posture. Its paws hovered about a palm's width above the Xuanbing Lotus, communicating with it slowly and steadily, as if waiting for the Xuanbing Lotus to accept its presence.

The progress is not yet clear, but at least there has been no fierce resistance, and the leaves of the spiritual plant have also unfurled a bit, as if responding to the invitation.

So, Little Fatty, not believing in bad luck, picked another one, a "soft persimmon" that was deep purple with rings of light around the edges of its leaves, and somewhat eccentric.

He firmly believes that he lacks strength, so he resorts to intimidation through his appearance.

A moment later, the glacier beneath his feet shattered, and icy shards shot out, grazing his skin as they flew through the air.

Having learned from his previous experience, the cautious Little Fatty wasn't hurt, but his breathing became much more rapid.

Damn it, these spiritual plants aren't so cunning as to resort to underhanded tactics; they're genuinely not to be trifled with.

Little Fatty pouted resentfully. He was the one who wanted to transplant these spiritual plants, and he would ultimately benefit the most.

It would be too embarrassing to stand idly by and let Cang Xuan do all the work!

As for the eldest brother, even he can't withstand the extreme heat and cold. He can offer advice, but it's best not to really expect him to take action.

Little Fatty's gaze swept over Qin Ming before quickly looking away.

"Fatty, use spatial isolation, trust yourself!" Qin Ming commanded.

Little Fatty took a deep breath. Was it because he didn't want to?

The roots of the spiritual plants meander and grow at the junction of ice and lava, and their close connection allows them to wield the energy around them as if it were their own arm.

The magma and glaciers here have terrifyingly concentrated energy; they are definitely not ordinary things. Little Fatty really doesn't dare to take them head-on.

Although he had never tried it before, he had a gut feeling that he couldn't handle it.

Spatial isolation is a clever trick. As long as the spiritual plant is cut off from its surroundings, it can naturally gain a brief gap to move.

But these formidable spiritual plants are not going to cooperate quietly, and what if his energy is unstable and damages the spiritual plants?

Several of the spiritual plants were unique specimens, or rare and mutated plants that he couldn't recognize, but he wasn't given many chances to try.

Little Fatty's paw hovered in the air, not falling for a long time.

"Fatty, calm down, prepare the spatial isolation, and then go cooperate with Cangxuan." Qin Ming had been observing for a while and had already seen through the problem.

Cangxuan's progress is steady, but its efficiency is too low. There aren't many spiritual plants willing to communicate, and each round of peaceful probing consumes a lot of time.

Furthermore, even with the appeasement policy, some proud spiritual plants still refused to comply. Despite the gentle and continuous energy from Cangxuan, they remained unmoved, their leaves tightly closed.

Little Fatty's spatial isolation was the complete opposite. He didn't need to consider the spirit plant's wishes; he pushed forward completely by force, using spatial energy to forcibly envelop the entire root system along with the surrounding soil and ice layer before taking it out as a whole. However, when the resistance was strong, the energy fluctuations could easily cause damage.

Qin Ming explained in detail, laying out the advantages and limitations of both methods.

Little Fatty and Cang Xuan listened thoughtfully.

And so, a new attempt began.

Little Fatty waited patiently, watching the Xuanbing Grass in front of Cang Xuan unfold its form, before sneaking closer and then swiftly slashing his claws, leaving afterimages.

In the instant before the energy field maintained by Cang Xuan dissipated, he packed up the ice and grass together and took them away.

The sudden movement caught the Ice Grass, which was enjoying the nourishment of energy, completely off guard and didn't have time to resist.

Its leaves hadn't even had time to close before they were completely enveloped in the silvery-white space.

feasible!

Little Fatty grinned silently, and his joyful expression infected everyone present.

Cang Xuan lowered his eyes, his gaze lingering for a moment on the pit in front of him before shifting to the chubby boy's triumphant face. Although it was unsightly, it was certainly efficient.

Furthermore, the Xuanbing Grass was brought out intact without damage, and the original ice layer was still attached to the roots. With his strength, the survival rate of Little Fatty's spatial transplant was very high.

So he turned his attention back to the next spiritual plant.

With successful precedents, the two have become increasingly adept at working together.

After a short while, seeing that things were progressing smoothly on this side, Qin Ming stopped paying attention and turned his attention to the other side...

"Keda, is there anything special about the glaciers here?" Qin Ming asked softly, his gaze fixed on Keda.

From the moment he appeared, Keda stared blankly at the glacier beneath his feet, oblivious to the commotion around Xiaopang.

Keda responded, "The energy in this piece of ice is very pure, but it shouldn't have formed naturally. Rather, it seems to be regulated and balanced."

A moment later, he added his reasoning: "The cut surface of the glacier's edge is too smooth. Naturally formed ice layers would have irregular melting marks at the edge, but the edge of this glacier looks like it was deliberately demarcated by some force."

Qin Ming paced back and forth in disbelief. He didn't have the astonishing eyesight to see the whole picture from above.

However, with the reminder from Keda, these facts are not difficult to verify.

Magma is considered a landform, while ice is formed later. The fact that the two can coexist peacefully in a stalemate is a testament to some kind of incredible power.

Qin Ming was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and looked at this amazing sight once again.

The glacier is crystal clear, reflecting the sky and earth. The ice surface in the middle is picturesque, surrounding the magma vent. The curves of the edges are indeed too regular, showing signs of human calibration.

Seeing this amazing sight up close, I realized that it was actually created by nature.

Following Keda's prompts, he meticulously traced and perceived with his mental energy, attempting to explore its mysteries.

His mental energy slowly extended along the patterns of the ice, and the patterns gradually became more orderly in his perception, as if a hidden vein was being untangled.

Unbeknownst to him, he had fallen into a mysterious and unknown state, and his body spontaneously began to absorb the energy around him.

Keda was the first to notice the change in Qin Ming's aura. He trembled his feathers and silently reminded the two who were engrossed in transplanting with water ripples.

Little Fatty paused, Cang Xuan's ears twitched slightly, and they used spatial isolation to securely wrap the spiritual plant they were processing, roots and all, with ice, before quickly retreating.

At this point, the three spirit beasts circled around, protecting the human in the center.