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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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You're the One Who Should Arrange Your Funeral!

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

"You're the one who should be arranging your funeral! But there's no need. Tonight is the last glory of Silver Moon City. After tonight, Silver Moon City will no longer exist in this world!" Beiting Huang stood in the night sky, her eyes shining like stars as she slowly glanced at Silver Moon City behind the sea of clouds. Her tone was cold, making everyone who heard it feel a chill run down their spines.

What did she say? She said that tonight was the last glory of Silver Moon City. Did that mean that she was prepared to bury Silver Moon like the burnt Holy City?

At this moment, the people from Silver Moon City could not help but retreat. There seemed to be flames in front of them. That was the night the Holy City was burned to ashes by the nine-colored flames. What they saw would never be forgotten.