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 felt it was time for him to take action.

"Go!" With a toss of his hand, the immortal binding rope flew out at a speed comparable to Shang'er's Phantom Blade. In a flash, the rope wound itself tightly around the zombie, who fought so hard to free itself that the rope started to creak. Even so, the immortal binding rope was as reliable as always. They successfully managed to restrict the zombie.

"Shang'er, cut it now!" Lin Jin shouted.

Right now, both he and Shu Xiaolou didn't have any attacks powerful enough to defeat their foe. Only Shang'er Phantom Blade could deal the greatest damage here.

Shang'er did not need Lin Jin's reminder, for she had already noticed the opportunity that laid before her. Her Phantom Blade sped up, slashing at the zombie's head with the force of a thousand men. The zombie wanted to dodge and parry the attack, but it was sadly immobilized by the immortal binding rope.

Then, an ear-splitting noise filled their ears.

Lin Jin’s Abilities