Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After making her mind. Beiting Huang decided that after she was done with the school tournant, she would start refining pills and try to refine a level-six Divine Elixir as soon as possible. She hurriedly said to Dongfang Jiao, who was extrely anxious, and Beiting Jing, who also had a gloomy expression, “Brother Dongfang and Brother, don’t worry. I’m here. As long as you reach the peak of the Spiritual Grandmaster Realm, you can leave your advancent to the Divine Realm to !”
Although he didn’t know what Beiting Huang could do, Beiting Huangs words were enough for Beiting Jing even if he couldn’t do anything in the future. He imdiately stroked Beiting Huangs head. “Alright, with Little Ninth’s words, I’ll be satisfied even if I can’t advance to the Divine Realm.”
“D*mn, you brother-loving maniac. I can’t be bothered with you anymore!” Dongfang Jiao was speechless at Beiting Jing. He only felt that with such a brother-loving maniac around, he had to be even more careful with his unholy thoughts about Beiting Huang. He didn’t want to continue this heavy topic. Dongfang Jiao urged, “Hurry up, hurry up. I still want to know what Stats this Ultimate Kill has. I’m so anxious!”
Beiting Huang was stunned for a long ti before she ca back to her senses. She took the long sword from Yan Ye’s hand. After the sword recognized her as its master, she could feel that the sword had a different attachnt to her. It was like a child who had yet to fully develop intelligence relying on his mother.
“Quick, Little Ninth, tell what Stats it has. F*ck, I’ve never seen such an impressive and aweso weapon. If the people on the continent find out that they didn’t lose the inner core of a sacred beast but such an aweso weapon, they’ll probably vomit blood from regret!” Dongfang Jiao couldn’t calm down in the end. He was anxious to use another matter to divert his attention and urged again.
Beiting Jing, who was as cold as an iceberg, also had a fiery light flowing in his eyes at this mont. Weapons were the closest companions of a fighter. No one would be uninterested in powerful weapons.
Beiting Huang felt a little guilty. If it weren’t for the fact that she was interested in this weapon and that the old head of the Beiting Family liked her brother, he would definitely bid for this weapon and give it to her brother instead of making it her fifteenth birthday gift.
After all, her birthday was still two to three months away.
“Little Ninth, even if the old master doesn’t bid for this ultimate weapon, Big Brother will still bid for it and give it to you. Little Ninth’s birthday is coming up, and Big Brother hasn’t thought of what gift to give Little Ninth.” Beiting Jing was a smart villain, so he could understand Beiting Huang’s thoughts. He was sincerely happy for Beiting Huang. He was even happier than if he had this weapon.
Beiting Huang took a deep breath. She also had a gift for her brother, but she had never had the chance to take it out. She held the Arms and changed her mind. Imdiately, the long sword turned into a soft sword that was exactly the sa as Night Kill. This was its other form.
“Wow!” Dongfang Jiao shook her head in amazent. “This is too aweso. It’s practically tailor-made for you. F*ck, whose craftsmanship is this? It’s fated with you!’
Beiting Huang was also especially surprised. If Night Kill was Yan Ye’s unintentional work, then what about Ultimate Kill? She changed her thoughts and Ultimate Kill turned into a dagger again, which was the sa as Night Kill’s dagger state. When Ultimate Kill’s clone appeared after Beiting Huangs instructions, strips of white light revolved around Beiting Huang and sparkled. Beiting Huang no longer suspected that Ultimate Kill had sothing to do with Yan Ye..
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