Heavenly Charm

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.

The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

On the other hand, Leng Qianmo was standing on the last step of the stairs, leaning against the handrail. It was not that obvious.

The Holy Son was the representative of the God of Judgment. If the Holy Son did not kneel when he descended, it would be disrespectful to the God of Judgment. In the Central Continent, no one dared to openly resist the God of Judgment.

As the Holy Son, how could he allow such a weak person to challenge the prestige of the Judgement God in front of so many people?

The pressure became heavier and heavier. The pressure of the Heaven Rank was directly exerted on Beiting Huang, trying to force her to submit. Sweat dripped down her face. Even though her black clothes were drenched in sweat, it was impossible to tell. This was the benefit of being black. No matter if she bled or sweated, no one would know. She had to retain her last bit of pride.

My God's Light Is Everywhere