The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

130 The Brat Who Stole the Magical Nuclei

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“Give me the best room. Also, calculate these for me. How much is it?” Beiting Huang wiped the counter with her hand and a sack fell on it. It was bulging with a sack full of things. Through the gaps between the sacks, various strange colors were seen.

When they saw what was in the sack, everyone’s eyes widened. In an instant, all their expressions froze.

“Heavens, what’s going on? This, this, could it be that they’re all magic nuclei of spirit beasts?”

The magic nuclei of ordinary magical beasts did not have any luster. Only the magic nuclei of spirit beasts and above would display different colors of luster according to the attributes of the magical beasts. How many magic nuclei were there in this sack full of magic nuclei? It was estimated that there were hundreds of them. Even the thick sack could not hide the dazzling luster inside. How could one not be shocked?

This youth! Everyone’s gazes gathered on the youth as they sized him up from head to toe. In the end, they came to a unanimous conclusion. How could a fourteen or fifteen-year-old youth have such great ability? Could he be one of those old demons who had cultivated to the highest level?

Their gazes turned from surprise to horror.

Their mercenary group of forty to fifty people had worked hard for an entire day. It was already a great harvest to be able to obtain one or two high-level magic nuclei. However, this kid had a sack full of magic nuclei. Looking at the color, it could be determined that they were all high-star magical beasts!

Could she have wiped out all the high-star spirit beasts in the Magical Beast Forest?

“Yes, yes, yes. Sir, please wait a moment. We’ll settle it for you immediately!” The receptionist’s originally warm attitude became trembling. The way she addressed him changed from “Young Master” to “Sir”.

The receptionist quickly called two waiters over. Just as she was about to send the sack of magic nuclei in to deal with them, a group of people came in like a gust of wind at the door. The leader was a burly man who was wearing a waistcoat, revealing his dark hairy chest. There was a scar on his face. He looked ferocious and fiendish.

Behind him were ten to twenty people. All of them had ill intentions and rushed to the service counter.

“Wait!” The scar-faced man’s arm, which was as strong as an ox’s leg, moved forward and stopped the two waiters who were carrying Beiting Huang’s sack of magic nuclei. He glanced at Beiting Huang with a sinister gaze. “This sack of magic cores belongs to me. This kid stole it!”

“That’s right, this kid is a thief!” A thin and weak pretty boy added from the crowd brought by the scar-faced man.

“This…” The beautiful receptionist was at a loss. She looked at Beiting Huang awkwardly. The goods had yet to be traded, and the ownership still belonged to the young man in black. It was not convenient for the Commercial Club to deal with it.

The hall, which was originally silent because of the shock, was now filled with whispers and discussions about the scene in front of them. It was like a pool of stagnant water that rippled after being stirred.

“It’s the bastard Tyrant Tiger. Why are these people here again?”

“They must be after this lord’s magic nuclei. What else can these damned fellows do other than rob others?”

“Who asked the Tyrant Tiger to be a seven-star spirit master? Why don’t these people go to hell?”

Listening to the hushed discussions in the hall, Beiting Huang naturally understood the identities of these people. She rubbed her bare chin and was in a difficult position. Seven-starred Spirit Master? She was no longer interested in fighting. What should she do?

That’s right, Beiting Huang. The young man in black was Beiting Huang. The little silver puppy on her shoulder was naturally Lightning, the creature who liked to be arrogant and cute.