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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.

Heavenly Charm · General
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Face-to-face

Editor: Atlas Studios

"That brat! After this Dragon Spirit Fruit mission is over, even if I have to search the entire continent, I will make that brat pay with his life!" Stark clenched his fists tightly. Up until now, he did not know when that brat had done something to them, but he had provoked a large group of Corpse Eating Demon Crows to follow behind them, chasing them until they fled like rats. Now, there were only ten or so people left in the team of more than fifty people. Stark could not even sleep.

"Hmph, as long as we guard this valley, he won't be able to escape from our hands," the elder in green said. He had lived for most of his life and had never suffered such a loss. That kid was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but he was actually so vicious. He said nice words and didn't hesitate to attack.

As he spoke, a black shadow flashed in front of him. The old man in green jumped up. "That kid is here!"