Beast taming, starting from zero point novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Chapter 105 Mystique

“Ya!”

The Fire-Toothed Dog ran over excitedly and stopped in front of its own Beast Tamer, pointing its paw at the sky and then towards the direction where the red flames had just fallen, its body dancing with its gesticulations.

“Ya Ya!”

“Ya!”

Qiao Sang was still in a dazed state while the little Treasure-seeking Ghost floated over to the Fire-Toothed Dog, its face brimming with admiration.

“Xun!”

...

“Xun Xun!”

“Ya~”

The Fire-Toothed Dog couldn’t control the rising corners of its mouth.

It raised its right front paw, palm out, and waved it about, although the movement was meant to be modest, its pair of shiny black eyes sparkled as it looked at the little Treasure-seeking Ghost with expectation.

The little Treasure-seeking Ghost clearly understood the Fire-Toothed Dog’s true feelings and praised it even more vigorously.

“Xun Xun!”

“Xun!”

After a while, Qiao Sang’s brain began to operate again, working at high speed.

Why was it successful?

Common sense said it was impossible to learn so quickly, this speed of mastering was completely unscientific.

Of course, successfully releasing a skill once didn’t mean it had been mastered.

It might be that a certain moment’s opportunity made it possible, and there was a high probability that it couldn’t be released subsequently.

But this situation did not exist for the Fire-Toothed Dog, with the effect of the Golden Finger, it could execute a skill it had released successfully once with a hundred percent success rate every time.

But what was the opportunity that made this release possible?

Relying solely on the explanation of exceptional talent always felt too mystical, this was a high-level skill after all, there definitely had to be other reasons.

Qiao Sang reviewed the events of the day, the Fire-Toothed Dog didn’t do much other than run marathons.

Could it be that exercising physically made it clearer to sense the energy within? Or did the potential unleashed after triggering Blazing Charge still play a role?

It wasn’t impossible, any improvement in one aspect of a Pet Beast might affect other aspects of them.

For example, eating well and gaining weight would make it relatively easier to train in skills like the overwhelming mountain press.

But still, learning Mars Rain just by exercising and triggering Blazing Charge felt unscientific.

Suddenly, Qiao Sang thought of something and his consciousness went to the Beast Taming Codex.

[Level: Beginner (935/1000) +]

[First Trait: Blazing Charge

Level: D (2/500), Status: (Difficult), Description: (When health is below 1/4, potential is unleashed, Fire Element skills and speed increase by two times)]

[Skill: Bite (Beginner 74/100), Headbutt (Mastered 498/500) +, Flame Tooth (Proficient 694/2000) +, Spark (Mystique 10786/20000) +, Shadow Clone (Proficient 1271/2000) +, Flame Vortex (Mastered 220/500) +, Blazing Charge (Mastered 165/500) +, Mars Rain (Beginner 1/100)]

[Points 786]

A lot of things that didn’t make sense became clearer when looking at the data.

For the past half-month, the Fire-Toothed Dog had been training to release skills related to Spark.

With the boost from the F-grade Energy Recovery Potion, the Fire-Toothed Dog could release Spark 640 times a day, and the afternoon the day before yesterday, it had just mastered Spark at the Mystique level.

Skill proficiency is divided into six stages: Beginner, Mastered, Proficient, Advanced, Completion, and Mystique.

Mystique is the highest level of skill proficiency.

Qiao Sang looked at the data in the Beast Taming Codex, and his thoughts gradually became clear.

One of the Fire-Toothed Dog’s Fire Element skills had already been mastered to the level of Mystique, so its control over Fire Element energy must have reached a quite high realm, and it had also just triggered Blazing Charge today.

Little Treasure-seeking Ghost, on the side, glanced at its Beast Tamer and silently stepped back, flipping the Concentration Beads 180 degrees to its back with a claw, afraid that its own would be targeted as well.

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In the following few days, the Fire-Toothed Dog continued to practice the Spark skill in the river, alongside running a few laps with the long-lost Weighted Ring as additional exercise to build its stamina.

Lately, the Fire-Toothed Dog proposed practicing Mars Rain because it was stimulated by the Thunderclaw Bird, and now it was practicing its physical abilities because it had been challenged by a marathon.

As for training Mars Rain, that was a chapter coming to a close.

The day after mastering Mars Rain, Qiao Sang conducted the same test. Unlike other skills, the Fire-Toothed Dog’s Doppelganger couldn’t sustain the release of Mars Rain.

After several diminishing clone experiments, they found that currently, the Fire-Toothed Dog could only cast Mars Rain with its original body.

Three times was its current limit.

Moreover, the red flames that burst from the Energy Spheres weren’t very abundant, just as Qiao Sang had surmised before; the current energy was insufficient to create the scale of a rain.

But this was an issue of energy accumulation; sooner or later, it would be possible.

Qiao Sang told the Fire-Toothed Dog there was no rush, but she doubled the time she spent every day practicing Spirit Marks on the face of the little Treasure-seeking Ghost.

She couldn’t help it. Her two Pet Beasts were so powerful, learning skills as if they were playing, if she didn’t show some initiative, she felt like she wouldn’t have any face.

When July 30th came, after training in the evening, Qiao Sang returned to her room.

The Fire-Toothed Dog routinely started watching battle competitions.

The little Treasure-seeking Ghost blinked at the edge of the bed.

“That’s Teleportation you’re doing there. If you clench your fist and hold your breath before each move, anyone with quick actions would reach you before you’ve even moved,” Qiao Sang spoke earnestly.

“Xun.”

“Xun Xun.”

The little Treasure-seeking Ghost pointed at its butt.

With resignation, Qiao Sang said, “How many times have I told you, you can’t really fart.”