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

Lin Jin's Dragonfire grew increasingly purer, which further drove up the temperature. Engulfed in flames, the demonic appraiser was screaming as he decisively pulled out a knife and severed himself from his pet beast. The blood that s[rayed out of the snake immediately put out most of the flames on the appraiser's body.

It was obviously a last resort move but it worked, giving the demonic appraiser a chance to escape the sea of flames. The serpent on the other hand, was not so fortunate.

Essentially abandoned by its owner, it writhed around slightly within the fire, and hissed loudly before it was grilled alive.

The demonic appraiser was losing right after the first clash. In fact, he almost lost his life mere seconds into the fight. Although he was full of resentment, he dared not try another attack, especially after losing his pet beast. To launch an attack now would be futile.

A Little Too Late