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

Qin Ming began to write within the limited space remaining in the primary spirit-gathering array.

It must not interfere with existing lines, must be coherent and orderly, and must not allow for any undoing or corrections.

One should not let one's mental energy rush through a single point, nor should one stagnate or slow down the pace. One should complete one's thoughts in one go, at a steady and efficient pace.

It was like dancing in shackles, but Qin Ming was happy to do it.

It is written with spiritual power, and the brushstrokes are extremely sensitive.

Even though Qin Ming wasn't distracted, the lines he drew in the air still trembled every now and then.

Qin Ming was starting to suspect he had Parkinson's disease, because one hair was split in the middle, and the other had a dry, broken end...

It looks like a tail that's not well-nourished and has been poorly cared for by its owner.

But is that really the truth?

Watching the water leopard's long, smooth tail flutter in the wind, clearly meticulously groomed and cherished by its owner, I couldn't help but recall the brief but incredibly soothing feeling of touching it...

Qin Ming could no longer deceive his senses, and a strange sense of unease crept into his heart.

Forget it, it's my territory, I'm in charge. Who knows what I'm doing anyway? They can't see me.

And so, with mixed feelings, Qin Ming completed his first attempt at an abridged version, desperately reinforcing his self-affirmations—

This is a water leopard, a close-up shot, but it can still be considered a water leopard!

Perhaps it was because Qin Ming was sincere that the light of the formation trembled slightly, but it eventually stabilized.

Filled with anticipation, Qin Ming watched as the array light in the sky gradually coalesced.

"Pfft~" Someone chuckled.

"Qin Ming, your array crystal looks like a long caterpillar!" Cheng Feng couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

Qin Ming was furious.

He really didn't want to deal with this guy who had no aesthetic sense and couldn't recognize things, although after he said that, Qin Ming himself also felt that it was quite similar.

But caterpillars and such? That's too low-class. Qin Ming rejected it from the bottom of his heart.

Qin Ming took a closer look at this first edition of the Qin Ming version of the basic spirit gathering array.

It looks more like a sea cucumber, doesn't it?

High-quality, nutritious, and with suitable properties, they are all aquatic species!

Qin Ming silently scorned Cheng Feng's lack of appreciation for talent.

The water leopard, which truly knew its value, was driven forward by instinct and swallowed the thing whole without even understanding what it was in the man's hand.

The Water Leopard's eyes quickly shifted from confusion and bewilderment to shock and ecstasy. His emotional journey was quite complex. Finally, he stepped forward with elegant cat-like steps.

"Meow~ Meow~"

With its natural, clipped voice and the innocent little expression of the Water Cloud Leopard, Qin Ming simply couldn't resist.

He grabbed the large tail that flashed in front of him, buried his head in it, and inhaled deeply, frantically, and violently…

"Meow..."

The water leopard, its vital point seized, froze, its mind in turmoil.

Two full minutes later, the water leopard finally retracted its ravaged tail and carefully groomed itself.

What a fleeting yet beautiful two minutes these were! Qin Ming sighed, lamenting how time flies and life is as ephemeral as dew.

But it's okay, there's another one.

Please welcome the next victim!

Thundercloud Eagle came up with a somewhat strange gait.

He stepped forward with his left leg and stretched his right leg back, clearly showing his inner conflict and struggle, making it impossible to tell where he actually wanted to go.

What's even stranger is that he should have flown, so why did he walk?

It still walks with a hopping and skipping motion, which is really silly.

Qin Ming withdrew his outstretched arm, suddenly feeling less and less excited about this contestant...

Can we switch to another person?

My inspiration has suddenly run out, and I'm about to run out of credit! Urgent!

Despite his unhappiness, Qin Ming still completed his task with professional ethics and handed Lei Yundiao a water chestnut.

Qin Ming originally wanted to choose the sculptor's eyes as the subject of his artwork.

But Qin Ming couldn't look the Thundercloud Eagle in the eye right now, afraid that he would be distracted, so he settled for second best and drew a pair of rhomboid wings.

"Why can Qin Ming's array crystals change shape!?"

This time, Cheng Feng stopped mocking Qin Ming's crystal formation, because he realized that things were not going quite right.

"You two, say something!" Chengfeng frowned and impatiently nudged his brother.

"Didn't you notice that the energy condensation in this formation is incredibly refined?"

Zhao Yue had recovered better, so she answered first. She picked up a stray hair from her ear and said somewhat speechlessly.

"That does seem to make sense. The clarity of this array's crystal formation... Qin Ming is amazing!"

Chengfeng's attention had been drawn to Qin Ming's unique and distinctive appearance until someone pointed it out, at which point he noticed another inconsistency.

"Do you think he might be an intermediate-level...?"

At this point, Chengfeng couldn't continue his speculation. He twitched the corner of his mouth and pointed upwards with his left hand.

"Judging from the scale and speed of these two gatherings of spiritual energy, it's not that bad," Zhao Yue analyzed logically.

"That's good, that's good!" Chengfeng was relieved and caught his breath.

The strength of spirit beasts is simply illogical. If spirit masters are this abnormal, how can they leave any way for others to survive?

That makes sense, Chengfeng thought, and his mindset gradually calmed down.

"That's not right! Even with a basic array crystal formation, he shouldn't be able to conjure nine spirit beasts!"

"Is his mental energy really that abundant!?"

Seeing Qin Ming's nonchalant, assembly-line-style operation that clearly required no rest, Cheng Feng and the others exchanged glances, their hearts sinking.

He's so stupid. Why did I ask so many questions out of curiosity, and think so deeply about it? I've completely lost my composure...

In an instant, Chengfeng felt regretful and frustrated. Why did I have to make that damn bet?!

That's right, Chengfeng hadn't forgotten his bet with Qin Ming. But since Qin Ming hadn't mentioned it, he was too embarrassed to bring it up. The punishment was still undecided, and he was filled with anxiety.

The more Chengfeng thought about it, the more he regretted it. He mentally slapped himself several times.

In everyone's eyes, Qin Ming's image gradually grew taller, unfathomable, mysterious, and powerful...

But in the eyes of the spirit beasts, Qin Ming's image became strange.

Why are the spirit beasts that accepted his gifts behaving strangely, as if they are doing things against their nature?

Ironically, the energy flow was normal, even abundant, and it didn't seem like it was affected by any evil or crooked practices.

That's strange, I don't understand, let me take another look...

Some of the more curious and proactive spirit beasts have already begun preparing to experience Qin Ming's special gifts at their own expense.

Qin Ming, the pig knight, who was enjoying the leopard tail scarf, was so addicted to petting the leopard that he couldn't extricate himself.

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