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 outcome of the battle between the Silver Moon Liberia Empire and the Iron Blood Team was already decided.

When the huge sword disappeared, Ming had already turned into a stream of light and flew back into Beiting Huang's magical beast space with a whoosh. Beiting Jing, Chu Feng, and the others had already flown into the air and surrounded Beiting Huang. The two men did not avoid suspicion at all at this moment. They held Beiting Huang in their arms, one in front of her and one behind her, as if they had regained a treasure.

"Brother, Cousin, you're suffocating me!" Sensing the lingering fear in their hearts, Beiting Huang also felt guilty. She reached out and pushed them away, stomping her feet coquettishly.

"Little Ninth, do you know that your Big Brother almost died once just now?" Beiting Jing spread his hands, his eyes sad and his tone aggrieved, as if he wanted Beiting Huang to take responsibility.

This Is Not the Time to Relax