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The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Memories surged like a tide into her head after she was reincarnated, and she found out who she was... A complete pushover. Her name was Beiting Huang, a direct descendant and third-generation descendant of the Beiting Dynasty. Her fearsome reputation stretched across all nations on the continent. She was a girl, but she was disguised as a boy for some reason. Everyone was also after her wrist... to hack it off and take the bracelet she wore, which was actually a high-level spiritual item that concealed her gender. Everyone included her own brothers. Her brothers were fighting and killing each other, tearing the dynasty apart in the process... and she happened to be caught in the crossfire. Mercy? Did the old Beiting Huang not beg before she died? Did they spare her when she did? An emotion that was not hers stirred within her body, and Beiting Huang knew it was the old Beiting Huang's grief. In her mind, she assured her: Don't worry. Since I've reincarnated in your body, I shall avenge you. Your death will not be senseless! After those words, the old Beiting Huang's emotions faded. Now, there was only one Beiting Huang. She was the underworld's king, a mercenary lord who slaughtered and plundered with the world at her feet. Reincarnated into the fearsome Beiting family as its 'useless’ ninth son, the world's riches were once again in her grasp. She cultivated impossible abilities, contracted with magical beasts, and possessed a mystical dimension. She also trampled over gods and demons as and when she liked. Cold and handsome, her very presence was proud and magnificent, causing the world to fight for her affection.

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Brat, Just Wait and See!

Editor: Atlas Studios

Although he said that it was nothing to be a dung-picker, he actually despised his father's profession in his heart. He was ashamed to be the son of a dung-picker. Just as he was desperately trying to change his fate, Beiting Huang, the most respected youth on this continent, actually told him that there was no distinction between noble and low class!

When this young man said these words, there was no pretense at all. His very calm tone made people feel that these were his most sincere words!

"Pfft!" Seeing that Beiting Huang had conquered all the new students in the square with a single move, everyone looked at her with fear and admiration. They couldn't help but feel especially indignant. "You're just a swordmaster. Become qualified to be a high-level Spirit Master before you say this!"