Diabolical Eggplant

Lin Jin never imagined he would ever transmigrate. And to such a peculiar world at that. Here, deadly beasts were regarded as sacred, and thankfully, he owned a museum for deadly beasts.
“Master, this is just a dying little tortoise…”
“What tortoise? This is a rare species that contains the blood of a Black Tortoise and could be promoted up to level seven.”
“What about this shedding mongrel?”
“Mongrel? How narrow-minded. This is a branch descendant of the snarling hound with a hint of Kirin’s blood. Take my word for it and sign the blood contract at once. I guarantee you that you'll soar to success and be on your path to invincibility!”

_Lunaelle

The_Dreamweavers

EndlessFantasy Translation 

Museum of Deadly Beasts

Spitting_Alpaca

As Madam Ghost Child trusted Black Crow, she needed no verification. She simply patted the swaddle in her arms and then, there was a loud screech.

Just moments later, a silhouette carrying a coffin leaped over, smashing the ground as he landed, sending dust and debris flying.

Madam Ghost Child had called Coffin Man over.

Both Python Monk and Blood Bat looked horrified.

It was just as Black Crow had said earlier, Madam Ghost Child and Coffin Man were here.

Now, they had lost all hopes of victory. Unless an even stronger fighter appears to assist them, they could go up against this group.

One expert with a Rank 4 pet beast wouldn't be enough. They needed at least two.

Great. This situation was now equivalent to a war between intermediate countries.

Golden Flag, Divine Needle