The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 1250: Chapter 1250: Let’s See If You Have The Strength!

Good! Very good!

The Ming Sea Divine Turtle, seeing Beiting Huang in such a state, also lost his temper. He was no street cat or dog that had descended onto the Central Continent from the 33 Heavens; he was once a dominant figure of the 33 Heavens, with strength reaching the overlord level. Even on the Central Continent, where his power was suppressed by the plane, he possessed many techniques that Beiting Huang couldn’t even imagine.

If she wanted to beat him into submission, into willingness, he wanted to see just how many techniques Beiting Huang had!

“Yan Ye, this is your woman provoking me. She may be muddled by her reincarnation, but you surely aren’t. You’re well aware of my strength, and if you don’t stop your woman, I hope you won’t resort to any dirty tricks when we fight!” The Ming Sea Divine Turtle was no fool; he needed to give a warning in advance to prevent Yan Ye from intervening should his woman be beaten, which would result in him being double-teamed by this pair.

“Humph, cowardly turtle, just fight if you want to fight. Why all the nonsense? If I hadn’t seen you for so many years without laying a single egg, I might really start to doubt whether you’re a female turtle!” Stepping out from Yan Ye’s embrace, Beiting Huang flicked her flexible sword, pointing its tip at the Ming Sea Divine Turtle, “I’m giving you a choice, become my contracted beast or live in my space for me to draw your blood.”

“Ahhh!” The Ming Sea Divine Turtle completely lost his cool, “Contracted beast? Why don’t you ascend to heaven? You expect me, an overlord-level being in my own right, to become your contracted beast? How did you even come up with that idea?”

“Overlord level?” Beiting Huang let out a cold laugh, “Is an overlord level so great? I’ve even met the Nine-Colored Great Sovereign. What is your overlord level, a mere trifle?”

How was one to respond to that? Qiong Qi and the other three looked at Beiting Huang, fully aware that the current Demon Queen was only at the Heaven Rank. Yet, she so brazenly belittled a sovereign. Such words could probably only be said by the Demon Queen herself.

Meanwhile, Yan Ye, watching Beiting Huang’s silhouette, saw nothing else reflected in his violet pupils but her figure. No matter who she faced, no matter what she did, he always seemed to stand behind her like this, guarding and being her most solid support.

He was her man, and she, his woman.

The flexible sword made a sound as if it were tearing the air, sharp enough to make even space tremble. Beiting Huang watched the turtle, which was slowly climbing up from the middle of the lake, with a calm expression. Her heart was still echoing with Yan Ye’s words from earlier, “Defeat him, contract him, make him your contracted beast!”

This turtle had been nurtured by Yan Ye for thousands of years, and Yan Ye wouldn’t have kept him for no reason. Since this old fellow came from the 33 Heavens and was familiar with all four planes, it was clear that he knew many things. Most crucially, were he to become her contracted beast at the overlord level, her strength might not reach the Divine King level, but it would at least be at the Peak Divine Rank.

At the Peak Divine Rank… just the thought of it made Beiting Huang feel a rush of blood, and she wouldn’t fear even if Bing Feng and Guan Yang joined forces against her.

“Her Majesty Phoenix Nine, it’s been many years!” Old Turtle stood in the air, separated from Beiting Huang by the span of a lake, and his gaze was exceedingly grave, “Today, let this old undying of the overlord level meet you, a newly advanced Heaven Rank. You want me to be your contracted beast, but we’ll have to see if you have the strength for that!”