Beast Taming: My Intelligence System Chapter 885 - 553: What Level of Trash Is This!_2

"Honey Milk Whales! It looks like Wine Island is nearby!"

The Sea God had apparently recalled a key detail at last, letting Ye Bai exhale in partial relief.

"How distant are the Honey Milk Whales from Wine Island?"

Ye Bai inquired.

"Not far at all, merely a moment's glance away."

Pan Hai declared with sugary assurance.

Ye Bai harbored doubts!

Still, after half a day dragged on, Pan Hai continued searching for the proper course.

Ye Bai itched to boot Pan Hai clear across the horizon.

Was this clown summoned by some monkey for comic relief?

A directionless nitwit with clever ideas could be endured, yet this one proved utterly vexing.

This sure wasn't a mere blink!

Rage boiled in Ye Bai until it nearly poured from all seven apertures, his fingers clenching and unclenching around the frying pan repeatedly.

Stay calm, stay calm, no outbursts allowed.

Outbursts could breed breast lumps!

Just then, a potent wine aroma drifted in from the distance.

Relief washed over him at last.

"Finally, spotted signs of Wine Island!"

Emotions surged through Ye Bai; guiding by these three bungling idiots had been no simple feat.

"Fail to locate Wine Island's signs, and I'll stuff you right back to your origin."

Ye Bai uttered with a sinister smirk.

Spotting Ye Bai's malevolent grin, Pan Hai backed away three paces—human faces could be so frightening, boo hoo hoo.

Numerous Honey Milk Whales glided through the ocean, gushing vast sprays of milk from their spouts overhead.

This milk blended with honey served as a supreme tonic, far surpassing the finest dairy from Anglaris cows by a hundredfold.

A subtle honeyed tang lingered in the milk.

With so many Honey Milk Whales in view, Ye Bai burned to snag a few.

"You aren't planning to snag these Honey Milk Whales, right?"

"Since you wield the world's dominion, all Honey Milk Whales belong to you naturally."

Pan Hai boasted smugly, as these Honey Milk Whales were Exotic Beasts he himself had forged.

"I wonder, how exactly did you craft these Exotic Beasts?"

Pan Hai laughed: "Easy enough—didn't I claim the divine role of Ocean Life Creation?"

"I sampled top-tier honey and milk from fellow Pans flaunting their realms' specialties."

"Feeling challenged, I dashed back to the Divine Country, buzzing with thrill. I poured heaps of divine power into birthing these Honey Milk Whales."

"That said, their creation drained a hefty chunk of divine power."

"Reflecting on it, it stings a bit like a poor bargain."

In that instant, Pan Hai confessed sincerely.

Without squandering so much divine power, how would gods have ambushed him?

Sigh, his obsession with experiments had blinded him.

Divine power got misused on whims.

Next, the Heaven-Swallowing Pelican came to a stop, confronted by a dense barrier impeding advance.

"Haha, that's my divine power shield marking Wine Island's edge. I'll deactivate it now."

Pan Hai pressed his palm against the membrane, sending waves rippling outward.

Golden radiance pierced through the surroundings.

Yet the glow dimmed quickly, replaced by two harsh buzzes like failed login chimes.

Pan Hai rubbed his head: "Odd, I swear this was the code."

"Why's it rejecting repeatedly?"

"I'll test another."

Ye Bai silently slapped his forehead.

What sort of deity behaves this way—where's the godly dignity?

Seeing you act like this makes me somewhat look down on gods.

Moments later, Pan Hai's face twisted in utter embarrassment.

The barrier darkened, signaling yet another wrong code from Pan Hai.

"Hahaha, stuck underground for ages, the password slipped my mind."

"Hear this: it's forged from my prime divine power—only peers can shatter it."

"I declare officially: Wine Island stays sealed to us!"

Helplessness etched Pan Hai's features.

Password amnesia barred Wine Island entry—had the whole day vanished in vain?

Ye Bai's fists clenched tight.

With just the Divine Right Hand remaining, what's there to brag about?

Why parade so boldly~!

Time for my justice-laden iron fists to strike.

As Ye Bai geared up to thrash Pan Hai, Hastar stepped in.

Hastar gaped his maw hugely, clamping down on the darkened barrier.

It chewed wildly at the obstruction.

Hastar chomped and gulped the barrier down.

Laden with potent divine power, the barrier caused Hastar's tiny palm-sized form to balloon up instantly.

From petite octopus, it swelled to a full meter of Octopus Bro, topped by a bulbous head and propped on slick tentacles.

"So stuffed."

Hastar let out a burp.

"Divine power this plentiful after ages."

Pan Hai's eyes bulged in disbelief—this beast devoured the barrier whole.

Impossible, that held my peak divine power—must you be this savage?

A being surpassing mere humans, nay, even gods themselves!

From the ocean depths, a shadow arose as the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly surfaced following its lavish feast.

So stuffed, the Honey Milk Whales were simply delectable.

The Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly felt bloated, likely unable to consume much at future meals.

With a hearty burp, a fragrant milky scent drifted from its mouth.

Lifting its head, it spotted Ye Bai's wicked grin and the gleaming black frying pan held aloft.

Ye Bai had custom-ordered that frying pan from meteorite iron; even a resilient Illusion Beast like the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly would wail in agony from a single blow.

Uh oh, Ye Bai intends to deliver a beating.

"Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly, what should I do with you?"

Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly: Beast Masters possess such frightening looks.

It hastily waved a white flag of surrender, insisting it wouldn't dare repeat the offense.

Capitulating that quickly means no real lesson sunk in.

Ye Bai hoisted the frying pan high and smacked the Ten Thousand Changes Butterfly three times.

Ah!

Those agonized shrieks sent shivers through Pan Hai; humans proved utterly horrifying.

Suddenly, a potent wine fragrance wafted over from a distance.

"What an intense wine scent."

The atmosphere was so saturated with alcohol that a lit match could spark an explosion.

"Woah!"

Pan Hai beheld a flowing spring that had formed a pool of brandy.

Right as he prepared to plunge in, a lengthy whip from the Rose Queen yanked him away.

"According to our prior agreement, this world belongs to my domain now."

"Of course, Wine Island isn't yours anymore, so you're prohibited from laying a hand on anything there."

Ye Bai smirked with the glee of a shrewd capitalist.

Pan Hai: !!!!!!!! Tricked by a capitalist's cunning.

Sob sob.

The Wine Island I labored to craft has been seized by a capitalist's greed.

As the world's founding stakeholder, Pan Hai had traded it away for his freedom via a binding agreement to Ye Bai.

Bound by a heavenly oath, no formal contract needed—Pan Hai was compelled to honor his word.

Breaching it lightly stripped away divine essence; severely led to total ruin.

That's why gods seldom vow oaths, for violations bring dire backlash.

Culminating in demise and dispersal, with the soul merging back into the earth.

Pan Hai was far too wise to violate his pledge.

"Fine, fine, perhaps a little wine to wet the throat?"

Pan Hai rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"That's forbidden too; sans my approval, you remain fully sober."

Pan Hai appeared prone to mischief when inebriated, and Ye Bai sought to prevent any alcohol-fueled blunders.

"Here's a compromise: during Plane Merchant hosting, you may take a few sips."

Though not heartless, Ye Bai finally yielded somewhat.