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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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The Tantrum Throwing Cauldron Is About to Advance

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

At this moment, in the Night King's Manor, the Night King, who had already changed back into his purple brocade robe, was lying in a corner of the alchemy room. He looked at Beiting Huang's dark face as she dealt with the tantrum throwing little cauldron she had summoned with great difficulty.

"I can't believe you don't know me. Boohoo. If you don't know me, why did you summon me out?"

The tiny cauldron cried. Although Yan Ye couldn't hear the communication between him and Beiting Huang in his sea of consciousness, he knew this little fellow who liked to act coquettish like the back of his hand 10,000 years ago. He could almost imagine him wiping his nose and squirming.