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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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His Name Is Not Bai Rong

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

Bai Rong's body suddenly trembled. Beiting Huang held him in her arms and patted him gently to comfort the child. Then, she said, "An ant can barely survive, let alone a human. I think he hasn't eaten for a long time, right?"

A teardrop landed on the back of Beiting Huang's hand. The man's gaze followed the tears on the child's face, almost blinded by them. He turned his head slightly and asked Beiting Huang, "Who are you? What do you want to say?"

"I'm Beiting Huang, the third direct descendant of the Beiting Family, who used to be one of the four great Spirit Master families!" Beiting Huang's eyes were like torches as she stared at the man's face. Every word she said was sonorous. She did not miss the expression on the man's face at all. When she said this, she emphasized the words "used to be".