Beast Taming: Sequen Chapter 46 : Settling the Cause and Effect

Chapter 46: Settling the Cause and Effect

With a flash of bright light, a small red snake nearly a ter long coiled around Zhou Ming’s right arm—it was Vermilion Jade, who had successfully advanced into a Ferocious Beast.

Fine crimson scales covered its body, slender yet powerful. Its eyes were not the dark-gold hue like Inkband’s, but a jet-black, obsidian color.

The most striking feature was Vermilion Jade’s tail—bearing a bony blade the size of a pinky finger, extraordinarily hard and sharp.

Just monts ago, Zhou Ming had tested Vermilion Jade’s strength. Its tail moved faster than his reaction speed; with a flick, the cup in front of him was instantly sliced clean in half.

He then proceeded to test Vermilion Jade’s overall capabilities.

Its defense was slightly weaker than Inkband’s, its venom only marginally stronger than that of an ordinary Ironthread Snake, but its movent speed far surpassed Inkband’s—and its physical destructive power was beyond comparison.

It could be said that Vermilion Jade’s ergence had made Zhou Ming’s combat thods more complete.

Poison was not an invincible weapon; in this world filled with transcendent powers, there were countless ways to counteract venom.

If Inkband’s paralyzing venom failed to work, Zhou Ming would be like a tiger stripped of its claws.

Now, with Vermilion Jade’s appearance, his ans of physical destruction had greatly improved.

Its elusive speed, paired with a tail that could slice gold and cut jade, made Vermilion Jade no less dangerous than Inkband.

After familiarizing himself with Vermilion Jade’s condition, Zhou Ming summoned Inkband from his Beast Space.

The two snakes imdiately hissed at each other.

“Pa, pa.”

Zhou Ming smacked each one lightly.

“Behave yourselves. From now on, you’re family.”

Whether it was due to his warning or mutual understanding of each other’s identity, the two Ironthread Snakes twined around one another as if greeting each other, then separated and each occupied one of Zhou Ming’s arms.

“There’s a bit of a General Heng and Ha vibe going on.”

Seeing his beasts’ behavior, Zhou Ming was in high spirits and couldn’t help but tease.

For now, unless he could once again obtain a spiritual item capable of helping Ironthread Snakes evolve, Inkband and Vermilion Jade would remain his greatest trump cards.

Thus, mutated Ironthread Snakes and evolution-related spiritual items for serpents beca the resources Zhou Ming most urgently needed in the future.

After finishing up with Vermilion Jade’s matters, Zhou Ming did not relax.

He made himself a simple al to appease his grumbling stomach, then began recording all his observations from Vermilion Jade’s evolution process.

Even the things he didn’t fully understand or could only speculate upon, Zhou Ming carefully noted down.

Though not one fond of overthinking, he understood well the importance of beasts in the transcendent world of Beast Tars.

Witnessing a mutated beast successfully ascend to a Ferocious Beast was a rare event, one he absolutely had to docunt.

Whether the notes would be useful later was another matter—but building the habit of knowledge accumulation was not sothing he could neglect.

Though Zhou Ming often said that Beast Tars primarily cultivated their Spiritual Power, and that this world followed transcendent rather than biological evolutionary principles, he still thought it wise to prepare in advance.

Others might follow well-paved paths, but he could not be sure he’d enjoy the sa advantages.

Thinking about the state of his Spiritual Seed, Zhou Ming couldn’t help but worry whether he could progress through the existing career advancent thods.

That sense of urgency drove him to think more and rely less on the current system.

He continued recording Vermilion Jade’s evolution late into the night, looking very much like an overworked employee doing overti.

His notebook was a ss—scribbles, symbols, and corrections everywhere.

Whenever he realized he’d forgotten sothing, he would hastily add it to the margins.

Anyone else would frown at the sight and feel an urge to tear the notebook apart.

But for Zhou Ming, this marked the first true step on his path as a Beast Tar.

Closing the notebook—his personal “heavenly to”—he finally went to sleep with a deep sense of accomplishnt, flanked by Inkband and Vermilion Jade.

The next day, Zhou Ming bought a pile of gifts to visit Sister Wu.

This was his first ti returning to the Dog's Ho since leaving.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t wanted to go back earlier—he had simply wanted to achieve sothing first, so he wouldn’t disappoint the elder who once cared for him.

It wasn’t pride but a quiet resolve—not to bring disappointnt.

Zhou Ming couldn’t tell if this sentint was his own or a remnant of his predecessor’s, but it had kept him from returning until now.

“You’re Zhou Ming?”

When an employee of the Dog’s Ho saw soone walk in, Saleswoman He Rui, who had been preparing to greet custors, hesitated upon recognizing Zhou Ming.

“Yeah, but I’ve changed the character of my na—it’s the ‘Ming’ from ‘fad in one cry’ now. Is Sister Wu around?”

A na wasn’t just a label—it was a person’s mark in this world.

Since his predecessor was gone, Zhou Ming naturally wanted to use his own na.

“She’s in the manager’s office.”

Seeing the tall, sunny, and handso Zhou Ming before her, He Rui was montarily dazed.

“Thanks.”

Zhou Ming then carried the large bags toward the manager’s office, looking for all the world like a young man going to visit his future mother-in-law.

“Sister Wu.”

“Zhou Ming?”

Sister Wu, who had been taking notes, raised her head in surprise when she heard the familiar voice—it was Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming quickly explained his na change to avoid any misunderstanding.

“Good change—‘fad in one cry,’ huh?”

Seeing how the once-gloomy Zhou Ming had transford, Sister Wu was genuinely happy for him.

“Sister Wu, where should I put these?”

“Why are you wasting money now that you’ve made sothing of yourself?”

Although pleased, Sister Wu still scolded him lightly for being too extravagant.

“I’ve already bought them, and most are health supplents and costics for won. You wouldn’t want

to use them myself, would you?”

The Zhou Ming before her no longer looked like a cold and ruthless youth but rather like a cheerful young man visiting an elder he respected.

“Didn’t think you’d turn out so smooth-tongued.”

Sister Wu couldn’t help but smile—his change was striking. And the fact that he still rembered her filled her with warmth.

After setting down the gifts, Sister Wu poured Zhou Ming so tea, and the two chatted casually.

Zhou Ming didn’t hide the fact that he was now a Beast Tar, though he didn’t elaborate much on other matters—just ntioned it briefly.

Sister Wu wasn’t particularly surprised. Zhou Ming had always aid to beco a Beast Tar, and given his transformation, that path was the only one that could explain it in such a short ti.

When their talk turned to her child, who had good grades but failed to secure a place in a good middle school, Zhou Ming imdiately called Xiao Yun and asked her to help.

Since the child’s performance was excellent, it wasn’t much trouble for Xiao Yun, and Zhou Ming didn’t stand on ceremony when it ca to friends.

Of course, Zhou Ming never believed that friends’ help was sothing to be taken for granted—he simply noted such favors in his heart.

Xiao Yun, having heard about Sister Wu’s situation and her past care for Zhou Ming, readily agreed—but made Zhou Ming promise to treat her to a al.

That was hardly a request—Zhou Ming agreed at once; he would’ve treated her even without the favor.

“Zhou Ming, isn’t this too much trouble for you?”

Seeing the problem solved so easily, Sister Wu suspected Zhou Ming’s change wasn’t as simple as it seed. Still, she didn’t pry; she knew Zhou Ming was soone who rembered kindness.

“It’s fine—it’s a small favor for a friend.”

Zhou Ming handed her the slip with Xiao Yun’s number, which Sister Wu accepted, unable to refuse since it concerned her child’s future.

The two chatted until noon, and only after Sister Wu insisted on treating him to lunch did Zhou Ming finally leave the place that marked his beginning.

And soon after, Zhou Ming beca the talk of the entire Dog's Ho.