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 current situation was clear enough. That thunder pond was the entrance to the promised 'treasure' but no one could pass through its bubbling plasma.

Even profound immortals like Yan Shenjun himself couldn't do it.

Lin Jin suspected that an unfettered immortal wouldn't be able to withstand touching that plasma either.

Only by chanting the Mantra of Heaven could they break through into the pond.

Now, only the oriole among them could use the Dharma voice. After a few questions, Lin Jin learned that it was a unique skill only a few immortals could succeed in cultivating.

During the peak era of immortals, it wasn't hard to find immortals or even monsters capable of using a Dharma voice. After the great tragedy, what was uncommon in that era became increasingly rare.

Rumor had it that only Miao Yan Zhenren and this oriole were capable of using a Dharma voice.

Thunder Swamp, Mantra of Heaven