The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

137 Ming, My Contractor

Leng Qianmo directly led Beiting Huang to the most luxurious room in the Commercial Club. He then found a gentle and beautiful maid to serve Beiting Huang. She only came over when the room was ready.

The young man was dressed in an exquisite black robe, and his face was still covered by a snow-white mask. His black grape-like eyes were as bright as the stars, and specks of light flashed within them, revealing a calmness and wisdom that did not match his age. His nose was made of ice and snow, his lips were like fragrant flowers, and his chin was exquisite. No one doubted that behind the mask was a face that was more beautiful than mountains and rivers.

“Kid, sit down!” Leng Qianmo held Beiting Huang’s hand and pulled her to sit on the chairs on both sides of the coffee table. He sighed and said, “Kid, the Divine Hall of Judgement is not to be trifled with!”

Beiting Huang was stunned for a moment. She thought about how she had completely offended this damned Holy Son this time. She originally wanted to have a good battle with him, but who knew that Leng Qianmo’s words would knock that guy down? She couldn’t help but feel a little regretful.

Leng Qianmo’s words ignited the fighting spirit in her heart. She narrowed her eyes and sneered, “Do you think I’m afraid of him?”

She had fought with the Judgement Godly Palace not just for herself but also for Yan Ye. Gu Hao had bullied her in front of so many people with a difference of one level. How could she be the kind of person who would remember kindness and not hold grudges?

Leng Qianmo nodded slowly. The admiration in his eyes deepened. Only by being fearless could a cultivator reach the peak that no one could reach. Although his own strength was much higher than Beiting Huang’s, this little guy’s temperament was very unique!

“Gu Hao was born with golden pupils. His eyes have the ability to attack the mind. If you fight him one day, you have to avoid looking into his eyes. His natal contracted magical beast is a light-element divine beast. Although it’s in its infancy, its mental strength is exceptionally powerful. He also has a light-element holy beast. His cultivation talent has been among the top in this continent for ten thousand years. Moreover, he has the huge backing resources of the Divine Hall of Judgment. It’s best not to face him head-on before you advance to the Heaven Rank.”

A divine beast and a holy beast?

She had thought that she was already very monstrous, but she did not expect there to be an existence even more abnormal than her. Beiting Huang took a deep breath. For the first time, a chill ran down her spine. Just as a trace of fear appeared in her heart, a cold voice that was a hundred times more arrogant than her said, “Hmph, a small light element beast is nothing in my eyes. Isn’t it just a Three-Sword Star Spirit Master? If he dares to come, I’ll burn him!”

The voice was very unfamiliar, but there was a sense of familiarity in the depths of her soul. Beiting Huang was overjoyed. Other than her contract beast, there was no one else here who could communicate with her soul. “Ming, is that you? You’re awake?”

Ming was still in his infancy and had been in a deep sleep. They didn’t interact much. When he suddenly spoke, Beiting Huang was stunned for a long time before she remembered that it was Ming.

“Not for the time being. I only separated a trace of my consciousness to wake up! Contractor, you must always remember that you are my contractor. At any time, you are not allowed to be afraid. In this world, with me around, no one will dare to hurt you! What right does a small divine beast and a three-sword star spirit master who is weaker than an ant have to make you afraid?”

A puny Divine Beast? A Three Sword Star Spirit Master that was weaker than an ant?

Beiting Huang wanted to cry but had no tears. The Divine Beast and the Three Sword Star Spirit Master were both weak? Then wouldn’t she, a one-star Great Spirit Master, be weaker? Wasn’t this indirectly insulting her?

However, at this moment, Beiting Huang’s aura suddenly soared. She did not know what kind of magical beast Ming was, but a life and a soul contract were equally intense. She felt that she trusted him more than she trusted herself. That’s right. He was just a small divine beast. What was there to be afraid of?