The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master-Chapter 1240 - : Is That Kind of Pain Worth It?

Chapter 1240: Chapter 1240: Is That Kind of Pain Worth It?

Beiting Huang, within her body, all her meridians encompassing her dantian were covered by the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire. Her body had been tempered by the Nirvana Fire before, and now as it was filled again, Beiting Huang could still feel the excruciating pain of her flesh and meridians being scorched by the flames. However, perhaps because of her previous experience, and with Bai Ze’s preemptive warning, Beiting Huang actually felt that the pain, once unbearable, was now not so significant. freewebnσvel.cѳm

“Now, stimulate the divine power inside your body, let it circulate through your meridians, and accept the tempering of the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire to bring it into fusion with your divine power!”

Bai Ze’s voice echoed in Beiting Huang’s sea of consciousness, and she responded through gritted teeth to the intense pain. She hurriedly gathered the divine power within her dantian and sent it coursing through her meridians. But as soon as the divine power left her dantian, it was incinerated completely by the nine-colored flames with a “puff.”

The Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire was Bai Ze’s Heavenly Flame, and as his natal contractor, Beiting Huang had shared the Nirvana Fire before. However, as Bai Ze said, Beiting Huang had not completely mastered the Nirvana Fire, and the power she could wield was less than one-millionth of Bai Ze’s. Nonetheless, if Beiting Huang had control over the Nirvana Fire, it would not harm her.

But now, with the Nirvana Fire under Bai Ze’s control, the flames blazed fiercely within her, and one could even see a vacuum zone around her body scorched by the fire, as if space itself was collapsing there. This sight made Yan Ye’s steadfast disposition unable to suppress the fear in his heart. He was afraid that Beiting Huang would be swallowed by the collapsing space, yet he couldn’t intervene at this time.

At such a critical moment, even the slightest disturbance could result in Beiting Huang’s death or injury.

“Master, the Demon Queen is merging with the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire. Heaven Rank is indeed the only level to merge with the Nirvana Fire, but that pain…” Bai Ze could hardly believe it. Looking at Beiting Huang in her current state, he himself couldn’t even begin to imagine that level of pain. And Beiting Huang was merely a human female, not even fifteen years old.

Yan Ye’s hands slowly came together, clenched tightly into fists. His eyes, filled with agony, unblinkingly gazed at Beiting Huang, “She’s doing it to retrieve the memories of ten thousand years ago.”

“Memories?” Bai Ze became even more puzzled, “Without those memories, it wouldn’t matter, they’re not good memories anyway. To endure such suffering for those memories, is it worth it?”

Is it worth it? Perhaps it is not!

Yan Ye’s eyes, however, became resolute, “It’s only the weak who flee from their past. She has never been a weakling. She endures the pain lingering from ten thousand years ago, she certainly has the right to know what exactly happened back then.”

But Bai Ze didn’t concern himself with who was weak or strong, he was extremely agitated in his heart. If the Demon Queen recovered her memories of ten thousand years ago, did that mean that one day she would understand the consequences of him helping her break the heaven-sent blood contract?

“Probably, the Demon Queen never thought she would come back when she perished ten thousand years ago. She left two last wishes for the master, merely to ensure he would survive,” Bai Ze sighed, “Who knew that the master would actually wait for the Demon Queen’s return. Now the resolution of the heaven-sent blood contract is unavoidable. The master would never allow his beloved to have a heaven-sent blood contract marriage with another man.”