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

The calmest person present was Shu Xiaolou. She already knew the information Lin Jin was sharing and she had her perspective on the topic. Thus, the lecture bored her.

Shu Xiaolou even tried practicing the pulse-seeking technique before, so other than a few parts that required more practice, she more or less understood the entire technique. What she wanted was to hear what Lin Jin had pondered about yesterday. Her instincts told her that Lin Jin's sudden enlightenment must have been something huge.

Among the audience, there were two more people hidden in the corner.

Both of them wore hats that hid their faces. However, upon closer observation, one would realize that these two were old men.

They were none other than the Emperor of Heavenly Spiral Kingdom, Feng Junwu, and his trusted confidante, the old officer.

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