The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 1289: Master, the ninth young master and that Ming fellow have started fighting!

At this moment, the battle on this front had already alarmed everyone in Yan City. Whether at the heaven stage or Heaven Rank, all people were rushing toward the site, sticking close to the ground. No one dared to fly through the sky, for doing so would make it easy for them to be mistaken for the other side’s reinforcements, and thus be attacked.

In the sky, one was the Three Swords God King and the other a Nine Swords Divine Level; any one of them possessed enough strength to overturn this continent, and even the most formidable person would not dare to test their sharpness.

Looking at the nine Holy Cross Swords spinning beneath Beiting Huang’s feet in the sky, Lord Beiting Jing and the others couldn’t believe their eyes. Dongfang Jiao was staring at the nine small swords without blinking, her breathing becoming hurried with excitement, “Little Ninth is only half a step away from the Divine King!”

The nine small swords were all shining in bright gold, needing just the slightest transformation to fully reach the gold of the Divine King Realm.

“Even if Little Ninth can’t beat this bastard, he definitely won’t make it easy for him!” In this moment, even Lord Beiting Jing had a bit of confidence.

“Oh my god, my brother is so incredible, only fifteen years old and he’s already reached the Nine Swords Divine Level. What was I even doing when I was fifteen?” Xu Xiaomo hopped around on the ground, seemingly believing that the higher she jumped, the closer she would be to Beiting Huang; of course, she wouldn’t run into the sky, as that would be disrespectful to the fighters of both sides.

In the Nine Spirits Hall, after Beiting Huang and the others had left, Yan Ye led the higher-ups of Yan City and met with the Southern Spirit Leader from Huang City, the four Venerables, as well as Beiting Huang’s uncle and aunt, to discuss important matters.

“Qianmo told me he wants to go to the 33 Heavens. Now that he is at Heaven Rank, he can take a group with him. They can familiarize themselves with the environment there, so when Little Ninth arrives, he won’t be completely in the dark,” the Southern Spirit Leader relayed Huang City’s thoughts. “Wondering what His Highness the Night King thinks?”

Yan Ye sat at the head, his authority natural as he tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the chair. The gentle tapping sound filled the great hall, “The four major families of the Land of Hidden Fog have been paying close attention to the descendants of the four major families. For ten thousand years, whenever there’s a chance, arrangements are made for someone to come and check on them…”

Seeing the once heads of the four major families, now the four Venerables, shudder in disbelief, it was clear they knew nothing of this.

With a faint smile, Yan Ye didn’t care that the Heritage of the four major families were unaware of these matters; it was simply to prevent them from becoming complacent while being under someone’s care and losing their fighting spirit. “If the four major families send people over, they can go to the Land of Hidden Fog; if the Iron Blood fighters go, they can enter the Dark Demon Palace. Of course, you have other choices, like establishing your own influence in the 33 Heavens, though it will be a bit tougher.”

After pondering for a moment, the Southern Spirit Leader slowly shook his head, “We can associate with the Land of Hidden Fog and form an alliance with the Dark Demon Palace, but we still want to establish our own influence. I believe Little Ninth would not wish to be dependent on any influence or anyone!”

Having said this, the Southern Spirit Leader looked meaningfully at Yan Ye. Yan Ye also clearly understood the import of this look; even Beiting Huang would not wish to depend on anyone, including Yan Ye himself.

No one had ever dared to show him such disdain, but rather than being angered, Yan Ye felt pleased that the Southern Spirit Leader was so protective of Beiting Huang.

Just then, outside the Nine Spirits Hall, Qiong Qi came striding in urgently, “Master, the ninth young master and that Ming character have started fighting!”