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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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1408 Chs

She Killed Beiting Jian!

編集者: Atlas Studios

With a thought, the nine-colored light in the domain suddenly increased, and the temperature increased again. The soft sword on Beiting Jian's body wrapped around him even tighter. The divine beast armor finally broke, and the abyssal terrain scorpion fell off Beiting Jian's body. The nine-colored fire pounced on the poor scorpion and instantly turned it to ashes.

Without the magical beast to protect him, the soft sword wrapped in nine-colored flames roasted his body, and a charred smell spread out. Beiting Huang couldn't accept this smell herself. Seeing that Beiting Jian's head was already drooping and he couldn't even curse, she couldn't help but shake her head and sigh. Forget it. For the sake of her cheap grandfather, she should let this old thing die as soon as possible!