The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master Chapter 345 – Infuriating Fellow

Chapter 345: Infuriating Fellow

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He concluded in his heart that this little fellow had probably mistaken him for someone else, but now was definitely not the time to expose this. Otherwise, how sad would this little fellow be? It would be terrible if he cried. He stroked his little head and asked the little fellow, “You, you’re that tiny cauldron?”

“Wah!” The little fellow seemed to be greatly frightened and pushed Beiting Huang away. “Master really doesn’t recognize me. Boohoo, I’m ignoring Master. Boohoo…

The little guy turned around and ran. Beiting Huang reached out to pull him, but the little guy disappeared in a flash. Beiting Huang didn’t know where to find him, but one thing was for sure. The little guy should be the artifact spirit of the Four Beast Cauldron

In the cave, under the light of the fire, Beiting Huang looked at the small cauldron beside her. It slowly shrank and finally disappeared in her palm. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. What kind of bad luck did she have? The magical beasts she contracted were each more arrogant than the other. Now that she had obtained a cauldron, it still dared to show her attitude.

Speaking of which, she had never seen this little guy before. Why did he remember her?

Shaking her head, Beiting Huang looked up and saw that everyone in the cave was looking at her strangely. She couldn’t help but rub her nose. “Uh, what’s wrong?’

She didn’t seem to have done anything outrageous. Why was everyone looking at her like that?

“Cough, cough!” Seeing that Beiting Huang had put away her cold expression and had a confused expression on her face, Ximen Song felt like he had finally taken revenge on this little freak. “Little Ninth, do you know that for ten thousand years, countless people had wanted to contract this cauldron? No matter how powerful an alchemist is, they can’t contract with the Four Beasts Cauldron.”

“No way. It looks very simple. Just drip your blood on it!” Beiting Huang looked at her finger. With the powerful Chaos Divine Source, her healing ability had always been very strong.

“Simple?” Dongfang Jiao’s voice suddenly rose. “Little Ninth, do you know how many alchemists who have passed away are so angry that they would crawl out of their coffins?”

“What’s wrong with that? Maybe their contract method is wrong!” Beiting Huang didn’t understand. She didn’t spend much effort at all. She didn’t even have to infuse her mental power. What was so difficult about a problem that could be solved with a drop of blood?

There was a dead silence. Even the sound of breathing calmed down. It was not because they agreed with Beiting Huang’s words, but because they had nothing to say.

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What else could they say when they encountered such a freak?

“Is the contract method wrong?” Dongfang Jiao was almost angered to death by this fellow. His chest rose and fell violently, and he wished he could go forward and beat this terrifying fellow up. “At least they are all experienced alchemists and know that this is the Four Beast Cauldron. It’s better than you getting the most precious Four Beast Cauldron and thinking that it’s used to cook porridge.”

He directly associated Beiting Huang with an ignorant person who had never seen the world.

Beiting Huang was furious, but when she thought about how she didn’t know what this cauldron was for when she saw it, she couldn’t even explain. She could only say, “It doesn’t matter if I know it or not. It’s fine as long as he acknowledges me as his master. You said it yourself. Those who want to contract with this cauldron are experienced alchemists. They still can’t get him no matter how hard they try.”

This fellow really did not know what this cauldron was used for. Could it be that it was really as Dongfang Jiao had said? Did she think that it was used to cook porridge? If that was the case, this dogsh*t luck could really make the all alchemists who had appeared in this continent in the past ten thousand years climb out of their graves in anger..