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

"Nine times out of ten, things in the world are similar." Qin Ming appeared expressionless, but in reality, he had given up all hope.

He stood there, back straight, eyes looking straight ahead.

Huo Lin, who was focused on talking to Little Fatty, didn't hear clearly: "What are you babbling about?"

He raised his head, his gaze shifting from the spiritual plant to Qin Ming, filled with doubt.

Such an unreliable excuse, only to repeat it again, is too much of a test of one's conscience. Qin Ming closed his eyes, his mind already drifting away.

But the spirit master has to take responsibility for the mess caused by his own spirit beast. He took a deep breath and asked, "Is this the kind of energy you mentioned that can't be quelled?"

After a brief, agonizing struggle, Qin Ming once again confronted the topics he had previously avoided exploring in order to divert Huo Lin's attention.

He slightly raised his fingertips, allowing his senses to reconnect with this world.

Qin Ming stirred the small but not fragile magma, causing it to leap and leave the flowing ground.

The bubbling, red, semi-liquid liquid slowly rose above his fingertips, hovering in mid-air, its edges still adorned with tiny specks of light, like a drop of molten gold frozen in time.

But compared to the glacial fragments that seemed to move with ease, these magmas had their own thoughts, appearing particularly heavy and vague in his perception.

The lava veered slightly as it rose, its edge brushing against the side of his finger, causing a burning pain; Qin Ming almost burned himself.

So he dared not show off by giving commands with one hand anymore. Instead, he raised both hands at the same time, his fingers slightly spread apart, to stabilize the fine manipulation and keep the lava still, hovering it about a palm's width in front of him, no longer shaking.

"Wow, you're amazing!" Huo Lin's eyes lit up, as if he had seen an unexpected surprise.

Far from looking down on Qin Ming's weakness, he strongly affirmed his breakthrough.

This gave Qin Ming a lot of confidence. "Then... can I help you?" he asked slowly, trying not to interfere with his work.

Huo Lin blinked, but didn't answer.

But silence was the best response. Qin Ming tentatively asked, "Is the total energy too enormous? Is the entire interior of the volcano beneath our feet filled with it?"

"This is less than one-tenth of it," Huo Lin replied, his voice steady. He even nodded slightly after speaking, as if to confirm the reliability of the data.

Qin Ming fell silent.

I've only ever heard of the tip of the iceberg, but I didn't know that a volcano could be just the tip of the iceberg too?

He now only felt the heat on his feet; the source of heat beneath his feet was far greater than he had imagined.

Even with all his confidence, he felt this was not a goal that could be achieved in the short term; even the legendary Yu Gong moving mountains wouldn't work.

"I'm much better at controlling ice than lava. Do you have any suggestions?" Qin Ming asked, gently placing the cooling lava back onto the ground.

"I'm wondering if, aside from any possible help, there are shortcuts to becoming stronger on my own?"

"I'm an expert on this, you've come to the right person!" Huo Lin's voice brightened. "It's just a matter of giving a blessing, simple! Wait, you seem to be a person..."

His smug tone stopped halfway through.

He had never tried to offer any blessing to the weak before.

One aspect is the limitations of the system. Blessings from divine beasts are usually directed at spirit beasts. Since the way humans operate their spiritual power is different from that of spirit beasts, whether the blessing will be effective or whether it will cause rejection are all unknowns.

Besides, none of the humans he had met and liked had shown any extraordinary talent in this area; they usually only remained at the level of "worthy of protection" rather than "worthy of blessing."

But Qin Ming had already asked, so how could he not?

A defiant glint ignited in Huo Lin's eyes, and the beast's entire demeanor changed.

During the interrogation of his own identity, Qin Ming suddenly realized that shortcuts weren't so important anymore; safety was more important.

"No rush, let's talk about it once your energy has stabilized," he replied sincerely, without the slightest hesitation.

"I can!" Huo Lin said, and waves of heat rippled outwards. A dark red halo appeared on the edges of his scales, and his aura was noticeably stronger than before.

The heatwave spread along the edge of the ice, leaving several distorted streaks of light in the air.

"Of course I believe you!" Qin Ming looked at Huo Lin, whose energy was clearly unstable, and guided him without hesitation.

"But it's not a matter of 'can't' or 'can't'. Once you're in stable condition, won't you be even stronger? Wouldn't you be able to show your brilliance even better then?"

"That makes sense." Huo Lin stopped arguing.

The rising energy slowly subsided, and he readjusted his posture, his tail relaxing.

In a brief but peaceful silence, Huo Lin spoke first: "Are you leaving? I can sense the unstable spatial fluctuations emanating from you."

Qin Ming calculated the time and realized that nearly three days had passed since they entered this land of ice and fire. The window of opportunity in the secret realm was indeed narrowing, and it was time for them to leave.

"Yes, it's time to say goodbye. Next time I come, I'll bring you more food and toys. This time it was so sudden, I didn't have time to prepare."

"Then I want a singing sunflower doll, a giant bucket of instant noodles with a family-sized design, fried chicken and soda..." Huo Lin quickly announced, listing all the things he wanted as if they were his own treasures.

The detailed and verifiable exchange of lists lessened the pain of parting.

Qin Ming nodded, mentally reviewed the long list, and then nodded seriously: "I've got it."

After Huo Lin finished listing the items, he said no more: "Alright, I can't go too far. I'll call Xiao Fenzi to pick you up."

"Little Burning Child?" Qin Ming murmured.

His gaze followed the direction indicated by Huo Lin, where a dark red figure was approaching with a steady gait, its shell still bearing the fine dust that had adhered to it when dealing with Red Lotus Mountain.

The figure drew closer and closer, its outline becoming clearer and clearer. It was none other than Uncle Fen, but at this moment he had completely abandoned his seniority in front of Huo Lin.

The turtle-shaped figure that gradually became clearer before his eyes confirmed Qin Ming's outrageous conjecture.

It seems that Huo Lin's sphere of influence is quite impressive. He needs to be more prepared next time and not miss out on the benefits here.

He seemed to have seen it before; there were many kinds of materials that were of better quality after being extracted at high temperatures, and when combined with a special technique and shaped into an array, they could be preserved for a long time.

These are all experts in handling fire, and countless plans were rapidly being arranged in Qin Ming's mind.

He made notes in his mental notebook, ignoring Xiao Fenzi's shocked gaze that seemed to ask, "How can you be so familiar with Lord Vulcan?"