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

The milky white pills underwent a qualitative change at the last moment. Five faint golden lights seeped out of the cauldron, and a rich fragrance dissipated, making one feel refreshed. Five crisp dragon roars sounded one after another. At this moment, the cauldron moved and the sound of air being torn apart sounded. Beiting Huang flew up and grabbed the five pills.

The pills were struggling with all their might. Beiting Huang sneered. "You want to run? Not so easy!"

The nine-colored fire was faintly discernible in her palm, and the threat was so clear. The five pills that had just gained sentience felt the domineering fire and settled down. Beiting Huang took out a jade bottle and placed the pills inside. She shook it. "With these five pills, I won't be afraid even if I go to the Demon Spirit Tomb and the people from the Divine Hall of Judgment come!"

Yan Ye's Praise Is: It's Acceptable!