Beast Taming: Starting From Zero - Chapter 1475

Chapter 1475. Chapter 1469: Penjame’s Sympathy (Part 2)

Michaela: “!!!”

How could she have blurted that out? Michaela’s mind went blank.

The Fresh Pu’s race was too ordinary, with a low potential. With Qiao Sang’s current achievements and talent, contracting a Fresh Pu was simply impossible. Wang Yin wouldn’t believe it.

Michaela’s brain raced, and she was just about to try to salvage the situation.

Wang Yin looked over, her eyes slightly reproachful, and asked, “You agreed?”

Michaela: “???”

No, you just believe that Qiao Sang wants to contract an ordinary Fresh Pu? With Qiao Sang’s talent, how could she possibly contract an ordinary Fresh Pu? Even without Xia Lala, the Dean promised to find her a pet with a potential of Venerable level, okay? Michaela was about to launch into sarcastic remarks when she remembered what Qiao Sang had said and fell silent.

Since Qiao Sang had said that and had a “Fresh Pu” by her side, if she refuted it too strongly, it would definitely arouse suspicion. To be on the safe side, it was best to say that she hadn’t agreed yet.

Michaela opened her mouth, but at that moment, she saw Xia Lala blinking her clear, big eyes and looking at her.

“Is it hard to answer?” Wang Yin pressed.

Michaela paused for a moment, then said, “I agree.”

Wang Yin frowned. “Qiao Sang is still young and may not fully understand, but as her mentor, don’t you understand the importance of each contract slot to a professional beast tamer?”

Contracting an ordinary Fresh Cattail might be a joke for her if it happened to another Imperial Class student, but with Qiao Sang, it’s not so funny.

Although Qiao Sang isn’t her student, she is a student of the Imperial Beast Taming Academy, and it’s no exaggeration to say she is the most talented beast tamer in the entire interstellar history.

A beast tamer like her would definitely contract pureblood beasts, with the Imperial level being a bit low; the target should at least be a race with a Venerable level upper limit. If new beast taming pages haven’t been developed yet, there’s still time to find legendary races instead of rushing into contracts.

If Qiao Sang were her student, she would definitely try out all the legendary races.

Qiao Sang’s preference for an ordinary Fresh Cattail wasn’t incomprehensible to her. After all, judging from the pets she had previously contracted, aside from Qingfeng Yunren and Leixiaolong, the others didn’t seem to have much potential and weren’t suitable for contracting.

Even if Fen Diduo hadn’t been nurtured into a new form by Qiao Sang, reaching the racial limit of the other evolutionary chain of the Fire Fang Dog, it would only be a King-level pet.

While Minghuan Monarch was a variant pet, its racial limit was only Emperor-level. While some players in the Interstellar Cup possessed Emperor-level pets, Emperor-level pets were crucial for achieving high rankings.

Bing Shengya, despite being an endangered pet, also only had an Emperor-level limit.

The same applied to the initial form of Gangquan Huangji, Little Steel Falcon.

Judging from the pets Qiao Sang had contracted, she didn’t seem to prioritize racial limits, and might not even care much about whether a pet was pureblooded.

It’s understandable that Josang doesn’t care, but what’s surprising is that Michaela, a former participant in the Interstellar Cup and her mentor, didn’t offer any dissuasion, and even agreed to let such an ordinary Fresh Cattail be Josang’s next contracted pet.

Wang Yin’s brows furrowed deeper and deeper. If before she was only annoyed that Michaela had such a talented student, allowing her to achieve historical fame without much effort, now she felt deep resentment towards Michaela.

How could Michaela be so lenient with such a talented student? How could she be worthy of being Josang’s mentor?

If she didn’t know Michaela’s family and background inside and out, she would have suspected that Michaela had ulterior motives, perhaps even being a spy sent from another school or planet.

“What do you know?” Michaela thought to herself, but calmly replied,

“I respect Qiao Sang’s decision. I trust her judgment.”

Wang Yin snorted and turned to Qiao Sang, saying seriously, “You still need to carefully consider the matter of contracting a pet. Not every pet can be bred into a new form, and even if it can, the process is extremely difficult.”

She paused, then added, “With your talent, even if you contract a pet whose species’ upper limit is only Emperor-level, you still have a good chance of achieving a high ranking in the future Interstellar Cup.”

Generally speaking, professional beast tamers at only A-level wouldn’t dare to claim a high ranking in the Interstellar Cup, let alone guarantee they could even participate.

If they did, the comments would mostly be things like, “This person is crazy,” “Daydreaming,” or “You’re so arrogant after achieving a little success. I doubt you can even become an S-level beast tamer before you turn 100.”

However, Qiao Sang was an exception. Wang Yin firmly believed that she could participate in the Interstellar Cup, and given her age, she could participate in multiple Interstellar Cups, and decades later, she would definitely achieve outstanding results.

Qiao Sang realized her teacher genuinely cared about her and earnestly replied, “I understand.”

Then, looking at Xia Lala, she smiled and said, “But contracting Xia Bao is a choice I’ve carefully considered. I believe it will shine brightly in the Interstellar Cup.”

“Gang Quan,” Gang Bao glanced at its beast tamer, thinking, “Where did you carefully consider this? You clearly wanted to contract Xia Bao immediately.”

Qiao Sang continued looking at Xia Lala, pretending not to hear Gang Bao’s words.

“Xia, Qingqing,” Xia Lala looked at her, her expression once again showing emotion.

The two gazed deeply into each other’s eyes.

Wang Yin: “…”

You don’t understand anything. Wang Yin suddenly felt a surge of exasperation, then realized Qiao Sang was too much, and turned to glare angrily at Michaela, her eyes conveying strong condemnation.

“What kind of look is that? Do you even know what Josan has contracted with?” Michaela thought to herself, but remained calm on the surface, saying, “Josan has her own ideas. It’s her freedom to contract whatever pet she wants. Besides, she’s my student, so you shouldn’t interfere.”

Wang Yin’s eyes narrowed slightly, her condemnation growing with a hint of displeasure and disappointment.

She didn’t say anything more, but instead sat down on the sofa, took out her phone, opened the group chat, and sent a message:

【Josan’s next pet is to be contracted with a Fresh Catfish from Flame Star. Michaela has agreed. @All Members】

People in the group quickly responded.

【Are you serious?】

【Really?】

【Michaela may be young, but she should still have a brain. It’s impossible.】

【Fresh Catfish? Is it the Fresh Catfish I know?】

【@Michaela】

【How could Josan contract with a species like Fresh Catfish? Don’t talk nonsense.】

【Wang Yin: I’m not talking nonsense. Josan and Michaela are watching the Star Cup with me right now.】

【Wang Yin: (Image)】

【Dean: ?】

The group chat was silent for two seconds, then everyone started chattering like crazy.

【Oh my god, I can’t believe Michaela would agree to something like this! Is she insane?】

【@Michaela, aren’t you going to explain?】

【The Dean is here! Dean, did you see that?! Michaela actually agreed to let Josang contract with Fresh Pu! She’s completely unfit to be Josang’s mentor, I strongly suggest changing her mentor!】

【If Josang really contracts with Fresh Pu, this will be Michaela’s biggest dereliction of duty.】

【@Dean, I suggest changing Josang’s mentor.】

【I think it’s best to let Michaela respond. If it’s true, this mentor absolutely needs to be changed.】

【@Michaela】

【@Michaela】

Almost everyone in the group was tagging Michaela.

Michaela’s phone kept vibrating. She glanced at Wang Yin on the sofa, then took out her phone. When she saw the messages in the group, despite being somewhat prepared, she still subconsciously frowned.

“You still posted it in the group chat.” After setting the group chat messages to “Do Not Disturb,” Michaela looked at Wang Yin and chuckled.

In her opinion, the other’s actions were quite childish.

Posted it in the group chat? What do you mean, posted it in the group chat? Qiao Sang looked at Teacher Michaela, then at Teacher Wang.

At this moment, enthusiastic cheers and screams rang out from the arena, and the competition moved to the next round.

Qiao Sang immediately snapped out of her thoughts and looked excitedly at the arena.

“If you think you have no problem, why are you afraid I’ll post it in the group chat?” Wang Yin sneered.

“When did you become so childish? What will posting it in the group chat change?” Michaela said.

As soon as she finished speaking, her phone vibrated.

This time, a phone call came in.

Michaela took out her phone and saw the caller ID: [Dean Theresa].

Her expression changed slightly. She went to the side, lowered her voice, and answered the phone: “Hello, Dean. I’m with her.”

Michaela glared at Wang Yin as she spoke, then walked out of the luxury private room, closed the door, and her voice faded into the distance: “I know, but Josan wants to form a contract. I understand. Right now, I’m just keeping Freshly Clam with me. When Josan’s new contract page comes out, if she forms a contract, I will definitely stop her. I’ve mentioned the Venerable-level pet to her; I’ll talk to her about it then.” “

I can’t change anything, but the Dean can.” Wang Yin smiled as she listened to the fading sounds outside, picked up her drink, and took a sip.

Penjami looked at the human in front of her, then at Josan and Sharara, who were excitedly watching the match, and listened to her beast tamer’s humble voice answering the phone outside. She sighed inwardly, feeling a long-lost sympathy for her beast tamer.

About three minutes later, Michael returned to the room and exchanged a glance with Wang Yin.

Both snorted coldly, turned their heads away, and ignored each other.

Time passed, and the competition continued in full swing.

“Qingqing!”

“Yaya!” “Xunxun!”

“Qingqing

!” “

Xiaxia!”

Ya Bao and the others occasionally let out excited cries. Xia Lala restrained herself from uttering her own clan’s cries, calling out Qing Bao’s race language, but when seeing exciting parts, she couldn’t help but call out in her own language.

After an unknown amount of time, the final result was finally determined.

“Let us congratulate Igor on his final victory! He is the first player to advance to the finals of this year’s Star Cup!” The host’s voice echoed throughout the arena.

The audience went wild, erupted in cheers and screams.

As expected, Igor had won. Was this the strength of the previous Star Cup champion? Qiao Sang looked at the tall, slender figure on the field, inwardly marveling.

Speaking of which, when Lanxing set off for Yantianxing, Mom told her to ask Igor for his autograph if she saw him. Although it wasn’t on Yantianxing, this was probably the closest she’d ever been to him.

“Ya Ya!”

Ya Bao was so excited she wanted to breathe fire on the spot.

“Xun Xun!”

“Qing Qing!”

Little Xun Bao and Qing Bao hugged each other excitedly.

“Bing Sheng!”

Lu Bao called out excitedly, but quickly realized she’d lost her composure and calmed down.

“Gang Quan.”

Gang Bao looked at the pets on the field, arms raised in celebration of victory, her eyes gleaming with a different kind of light—envy mixed with determination.

Ting Bao watched the victory unfold, a hint of longing flashing in her eyes, but she quickly hid it.

“Xia Xia!”

Xia Lala, without a cheering stick, excitedly brandished two vine whips from her claws.

Qiao Sang was almost caught in the blast, instinctively dodging to the side.

“Xiaxia!”

Xia Lala, realizing she had almost hit Qiao Sang, was startled and quickly put away her vine whip, calling out with concern to show she was alright.

“I’m fine,” Qiao Sang smiled. “Actually, even if you had hit me, it wouldn’t have mattered. I’m pretty tough now.”

“Xiaxia.”

Xia Lala lowered her head, looking embarrassed, and called out again to show she hadn’t meant to.

“I told you I’m fine.” Qiao Sang patted Xia Bao’s head, then handed her the water cup she had been holding, saying gently, “Have some, your voice is hoarse from shouting.”

“Xiaxia.”

Xia Lala looked touched, pushed the cup back, and called out to show she wasn’t thirsty, and that Qiao Sang should drink it.

“You drink it.” Qiao Sang handed the cup back again.

“Xiaxia.” Xia Lala pushed it back.

Qiao Sang handed it back.

After two rounds of this, the little treasure hunter’s paws suddenly appeared, took the water glass, drank it all in one gulp, and showed a comfortable expression. Then, it spread its arms and continued to hug Qingbao, screaming wildly.

“Xunxun!”

“Qingqing!

” Qiao Sang: “.”

Xia Lala: “.”

Wang Yin sat on the sofa, quietly watching this scene, and finally spoke to Michaela again:

“Did the Dean ask you to change your mind?”

Michaela glanced at her, ignored her, and said to Qiao Sang: “We should go.”

Wang Yin: “.”

Qiao Sang hesitated and said: “Teacher, can we wait a little longer?”

“What’s wrong?” Michaela asked.

“I want to ask Igor for his autograph when he goes backstage. My mom likes him.” Qiao Sang told the truth.

“Okay, I’ll go with you.” Michaela said without thinking.

Wang Yin sat on the sofa and laughed, “Michael, don’t forget, the backstage area of the Interstellar Cup is off-limits to anyone and their pets except official staff and players. However, those who bought VIP tickets have some privileges. I’ll take Qiao Sang…”

As he spoke, a deafening roar and screams erupted from the arena, along with sounds of fighting.

Qiao Sang quickly looked towards the arena and saw Igor had already descended from his high position to the ground, waving as he walked towards the backstage passage.

Someone handed him clothes and a pen, which he accepted without hesitation and began signing.

Audience members nearby started fighting to get closer to Igor.

Seeing this, Qiao Sang had an idea and said to Xiao Xunbao, “Quickly, get some clothes and a pen.”

“Xunxun~”

Xiao Xunbao understood what its beastmaster was about to do, removed its ring, and quickly pulled out a pen and a piece of clothing.

Just as it was about to use its blue eyes to teleport with its Beastmaster, Qiao Sang said,

“You go. Spectators aren’t allowed to use movement-type skills at the Interstellar Cup.”

If Little Treasure goes, even if it gets photographed, everyone will just assume it was hiding all along.

“Xunxun~”

Little Treasure was startled at first, then gave a “mission accomplished” look and disappeared. (End of Chapter)