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

Qin Ming wondered if he had only scratched the surface of the subject and was therefore unable to teach others.

After all, everyone in the family is very smart, so it shouldn't be like this, right?

He stood on the ice, his gaze shifting from Little Fatty and Cang Xuan, who were transplanting spiritual plants, to Keda, who was on alert in the air, and then to Little Bao, who was running along the edge of the glacier in the distance.

He still couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it and closed his eyes again.

He tried to get back into that feeling.

The first time was an accident, but this world had already opened a crack for him, allowing him to successfully glimpse a corner of it.

Now that he had started, entering again was no longer so difficult; he already knew where the door was.

Adjust your breathing, gather your thoughts, and let your senses expand again.

Although it took some effort, we finally found the "door"!

The subtle vibrations deep within the ice, the pulsations of magma, and all things in the world entered his perception in a clearer, more primal way.

A new aura rose from him, one that was both in harmony with nature and extraordinary.

Then, even though his eyes were not open, he "saw" several spirit beasts turning their heads in shock.

Little Fatty's mouth was wide open, as if he wanted to say something but was afraid of startling someone. Then, the spirit plant he had just obtained almost ran away, which brought him back to his senses.

The plane was circling in the air, but because it was distracted, it didn't notice the next change in wind direction and was rocked quite a bit.

Cang Xuan didn't show any obvious changes, but he gestured for Little Fatty to go dig further away.

They danced and gestured like a pantomime, and then, as if by prior arrangement, they all went to farther places.

Qin Ming's lips twitched slightly. Was it really necessary?

He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. Never mind.

He stopped forcing it and relaxed his senses.

The main reason he was able to have such a relaxed attitude was because everyone was working with great enthusiasm this time, not even looking up, and the efficiency was extremely high.

It's like he's been given some kind of collective buff, which increases efficiency and ensures quality, so he doesn't need to worry about anything anymore.

Qin Ming seemed to have figured something out.

The idea hadn't fully formed yet; it was just a fleeting inspiration.

……

Thousands of meters away, in a deeper space, Qin Ming, who had been searching for Uncle Fen, was earnestly advising a red-scaled beast:

"Legendary Fire God, what have your people done wrong to deserve this divine punishment?"

His voice echoed through the empty rock face, almost pleading, his tail drooping, maintaining an extremely respectful posture.

The majestic red-scaled beast's pupils swirled with intense agitation and helplessness, a dark red light flowing within them, as if something was suppressed deep within but could find no outlet: "No... it's me..."

But he stammered and only got halfway through his sentence before he couldn't continue.

"You're not wrong; everything you did was perfectly timed. It's our fault for causing you trouble."

Uncle Fen quickly followed up with his reply, as if this exonerating response had appeared countless times before.

Even the red-scaled beast, which was known for its bad temper, couldn't vent its anger under such flattery.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his unspoken frustration, and then turned and left. This was his thirty-sixth failed attempt to leave.

There has been progress, but not much.

"I wonder how Qin Ming is doing. I can't leave here at all!" His voice was muffled, as if he had something stuck in his heart.

He kicked away a rare treasure that was hard to find elsewhere, until it disappeared into the distant magma, transforming into a rich and primordial energy that rose and gave back to heaven and earth.

Huo Lin was stopped partly by the impending agitation of the mountain's fire elemental source, and partly by the inability to sense the familiar presence he had been longing for for that moment, which immediately diminished his desire to descend the mountain.

He took a few steps, then stopped and held his breath for a moment. "Is the hallucination back on the mountain?"

He muttered to himself, his gaze lingering for a moment on the distant ridgeline, then a smirk appeared on his lips.

"No way, no way! I know it's fake, I won't fall for it! I've finally gotten out of the house, I'll wander around a bit first."

He changed direction and stepped onto the path to his left, which he hadn't yet traversed.

But before he could actually put his foot down, he stopped.

That aura returned, clearer than before, as if it were coming from some distant direction, carried by the wind.

His gaze lingered in the air for a moment, his heart churning violently, before he gritted his teeth and said:

"Who on earth dares to mess with me? I, Huo Lin, must see for myself!"

With a sudden flick of his tail, he turned and strode toward the source of the aura, his crimson shadow instantly passing through a spatial barrier.

"Achoo!" Qin Ming sneezed.

His shoulders twitched slightly before returning to normal.

When he interacted with heaven and earth, his aura merged with them. Although he had withdrawn from that state, the residual senses had not completely dissipated.

He couldn't explain what the omen was, or why he was both happy and uneasy.

It was as if something was approaching him at an extremely fast speed.

But no matter what, safety comes first.

He made a quick decision, weighing the unknown premonition against the gains in his hands.

"Everyone, pack your things, we'll head out now!"

"Hmm," Little Fatty responded.

Keda chirped softly, circling around and quickly turning back with Xiaobao and the black hole.