3 Reincarnation pt 2

"Ouch! It hurts!" I murmured after his wicked laugh reverbreated trough my soul.

I felt like I traveled for millennia. I had all the time to realize that the god wasn't phony.

The road to reach my new world was lengthy; it was like a spaceship encountering a black hole filled with loops and darkness.

I opened my eyes in a lavish room; it looked like those traditional Asian drama's rooms but even further luxurious and explicit.

The first thing my eyes landed on was my tiny hands, 'did I became an infant?!' I wondered.

Switching my blurry gaze around the room. I noticed a pallid-looking woman holding me in her arms so carefully that I thought I was a piece of glass.

A nanny was standing beside the bed. I averted my gaze just to not fall into any awkward situation.

Once my vision cleared, I stole a quick peek at my mother, and to my wandering eyes, the image didn't disappoint; I met an exceptionally sensual portrayal.

The curvaceous woman holding me was arguably the most prettiest creature I have ever come across. She had dewy eyes, moisten coral-black hair toppling passed her shoulders, melon-sweet lips, plucked eyebrows, while her skin was creamy and unblemished.

Even with the sweaty beads caused by giving birth, she still smelled like a garden rose.

'So that's what they call jade skin! looking at it this close, it does fit the description of being a magnificent sight.'

A loud bang sound came from the direction of the door. A handsome middle-aged man with long black hair hanging till his back, black eyes, and a black robe holding a golden sword emblem in the back, walked in from the door with a visible frown on his face.

"Ah! Lui'r, look at your condition! Why would you be so stubborn in giving birth? You nearly wasted half your yin energy on the hard delivery."

With a jaw that aches and a sour face, he disparagingly shook his head in loss.

"Sigh* You were the perfect concubine for dual cultivation," he odiously uttered.

The woman looked at him and emitted an extremely aggressive aura. Yet, she still didn't speak a word. I felt like it was just a facade to cover her fear.

"Lui's, my beloved concubine, I know how you feel right now, but don't carelessly let your aura in my presence. Did you forget I'm the sect master?" His gaze was darting, and his voice was unwounded.

The woman I supposed is my mother retracted her aura, but she still had the same fierce look on her face.

"Tsk! I guess you're still tired from the delivery; I will come back another time," the pollutant man said, flapping his robe in annoyance as he exited the room as fast as he entered.

The only thing that I noticed the most was that during the whole time. He didn't spare me a glance.

Shifting her gaze, facepalming using her thumb and two other fingers, she muttered towards me, "See how your hateful father behaves; he doesn't care about us at all; it's a pity that you had to be born in such a complex environment,"

I reopened my eyes; mother seems to notice this time and turned me over to face her.

It was my turn to match her gaze, and I did just that, looking deeply into her face studying each and every expression.

I learned to read people's faces from a young age back on earth because of my artistic vision and my interest to express human emotions in my graphic, or even my painting works.

She looked at me, and instantly, her mouth fell; while her pupils chartered.

I was very familiar with this complexion she made; it was the face of awe.

Before jumping to any wrong conclusions, I waited for more events to plunge.

She muttered some words under her breath that I couldn't possibly hear. Then, she made a stunning smiling face; the transition of her facial expressions was so natural I wondered if the last one was even made.

Right after that, she reached her hand to stroke my cheeks. Just so she can calm me down, preparing me for my first feeding session.