Translator: Atlas Studios   Editor: Atlas Studios
After making her mind. Beiting Huang decided that after she was done with the school tournament, 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 extremely anxious, and Beiting Jing, who also had a gloomy expression, âBrother Dongfang and Brother, donât worry. Iâm here. As long as you reach the peak of the Spiritual Grandmaster Realm, you can leave your advancement to the Divine Realm to me!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Although he didnât know what Beiting Huang could do, Beiting Huangs words were enough for Beiting Jing even if he couldnât do anything in the future. He immediately stroked Beiting Huangs head. âAlright, with Little Ninthâs words, Iâll be satisfied even if I canât advance to the Divine Realm.â
âD*mn, you brother-loving maniac. I canât be bothered with you anymore!â 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 didnât want to continue this heavy topic. Dongfang Jiao urged, âHurry up, hurry up. I still want to know what Stats this Ultimate Kill has. Iâm so anxious!â
Beiting Huang was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses. She took the long sword from Yan Yeâs hand. After the sword recognized her as its master, she could feel that the sword had a different attachment to her. It was like a child who had yet to fully develop intelligence relying on his mother.
âQuick, Little Ninth, tell me what Stats it has. F*ck, Iâve never seen such an impressive and awesome weapon. If the people on the continent find out that they didnât lose the inner core of a sacred beast but such an awesome weapon, theyâll probably vomit blood from regret!â Dongfang Jiao couldnât 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 moment. Weapons were the closest companions of a fighter. No one would be uninterested in powerful weapons.
Beiting Huang felt a little guilty. If it werenât 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.
âLittle Ninth, even if the old master doesnât bid for this ultimate weapon, Big Brother will still bid for it and give it to you. Little Ninthâs birthday is coming up, and Big Brother hasnât thought of what gift to give Little Ninth.â Beiting Jing was a smart villain, so he could understand Beiting Huangâs 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. Immediately, the long sword turned into a soft sword that was exactly the same as Night Kill. This was its other form.
âWow!â Dongfang Jiao shook her head in amazement. âThis is too awesome. Itâs practically tailor-made for you. F*ck, whose craftsmanship is this? Itâs fated with you!â
Beiting Huang was also especially surprised. If Night Kill was Yan Yeâs unintentional work, then what about Ultimate Kill? She changed her thoughts and Ultimate Kill turned into a dagger again, which was the same as Night Killâs dagger state. When Ultimate Killâs 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 something to do with Yan Ye..