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

It wasn't just Cameron, but the teachers and students in the square were also shocked by Beiting Huang's words. Even the Iron Blood members were stunned. Wasn't their leader too unusual? They had never thought that there was a weapon more ruthless than swords in the world, and that was verbal attacks.

Looking at how angry Cameron was, they would rather see him stabbed more than ten times by Beiting Huang than see him being tortured by Beiting Huang until he couldn't even speak.

He spat out a mouthful of blood. Beiting Huang stepped to the side and dodged like a swimming dragon. If not for her agile figure, she would have been spat on by Cameron.

The middle-aged man had lost his son. How could Cameron not vomit blood after being angered in public?

However, Beiting Huang was a little puzzled. She hadn't done anything to him. She looked at Cameron's wax-paper-like face in confusion and asked disdainfully, "Is that necessary?"

Old Scum, How Dare You!