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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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Chapter 1435: The Weapon Specifically Designed to Slay You!

"So what?" Beiting Huang sneered with ridicule, "Even if it doesn't belong to me, if I want to use it against you, you're still afraid! You've tried to take my life several times, and I haven't forgotten that debt."

The Blue Bird neither agreed nor disagreed, merely shrugging its shoulders. With a flap of its wings, it adopted an air of indifference. Beiting Huang felt a rush of irritation but had to admit that there was nothing she could do about him at the moment.

This creature, with its hook-like beak and body covered in black feathers as if forged from iron, glinted with an icy shine. Perched on a rock with its three-toed feet, it had talons like withered vines and claws like scimitars, cold and sharp. With a casual step to the side, it could easily gouge a hole in the rock.