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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 · 综合
分數不夠
1415 Chs

Joining Forces, Conspiracy

編輯: Atlas Studios

"Brother, with you around, what am I afraid of?" Beiting Huang laughed heartily and took the lead to walk towards the gate of the City Lord's Residence.

She did not seem to take Scarwood seriously at all, causing Scarwood to raise his fist fiercely and grit his teeth in hatred. "Brat, you're right about one thing. Those peerless geniuses have always fallen early!"

"Are you Mr. Scarwood? The leader of Xing Tian Mercenary Group Mercenary Group?"

Startled, Scarwood turned back. Behind him stood a servant girl. She must have been dressed for the Lord's Residence. He relaxed. The two men exchanged glances and Scarwood followed the servant girl toward a remote corner.

Under the tall camphor tree stood a slightly older old woman. The moonlight was like water, completely covered by the crown of the tree. Under the shadow, it gave people a feeling of safety.