Chapter 3 – My Ordinary Life

Rena's POV

Chirping birds, breathtaking scenery, a cold wind, passing cars, and people walking innocently without a clue about the complexities of this world. Everything seems normal—if you ignore the child floating in the sky, limbs pointing downward.

"Sorry, Amanai... COUGH* COUGH*," Yes, that's me. Finally, I reached 4 years old!

Despite the suffering I remember from these past four years, it has all been worth it. I have finally entered the mortal realm in my cultivation and gained telekinesis!

AN: Cultivation Level I'm using in this novel from the weakest:

Mortal Realm

Immortal Realm

God Realm

Divine Realm

World Defying Realm

With each realm had 3 levels. Which are early stage, mid stage, and peak stage.

Even though it's just the early stage, it's still impressive given the thinness of Qi in this world. Not that I'm complaining. After a few minutes of floating, I decided it was time for breakfast, so I descended and walked back to the house.

From the outside, this house is quite grand. Could I be born into a wealthy family? Speaking of family, ever since my father left, I haven't seen his face. It's as if he doesn't care I exist. Not that it matters to me. Over these four years, the servants have taken care of me.

One more thing that I realized is, I need the "Demon Path of Cultivation" as soon as possible. Without it, I'm too vulnerable to emotions, which is only what a weakling does.

"Miss, there you are. We've been looking for you. It's time for breakfast," one of the servants said.

"Unn," I replied with a nod.

After careful consideration, I decided I would reward these mortals who have cared for me over these past four years. Without them, my life would have been much harder, and reaching this moment might been hard and more time consuming.

After my thought spoke, I realized it yet again. Ah, a gratitude feeling... dang it.

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A Few Moments Later

In the past five years, I focused solely on gaining power, leaving me with only general knowledge about this world. It's time to change that. They say knowledge is power, and without it, you're just a fish in a pond. Thus, I began my journey to learn more about this world, starting in the library. Of course, I didn't forget to continue my quest for power while expanding my knowledge. My thirst for power remains insatiable, even in this reincarnation.

And so, another four years passed.

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Now, I'm standing in front of a mirror with my hands on my hips. Not much has changed in my appearance. My crimson hair and deep purple eyes remain the same. The only difference is the length of my hair. This time, I decided to keep it short. Long hair may have its beauty, but it only brings disaster.

"Miss, please stay still. It's hard to braid your hair if you keep moving~" Ayumi's voice broke the silence. She is one of the servants who has taken care of me since I arrived at this house.

"Hnnn..." I let out a grunt, but Ayumi didn't stop. Doesn't she know I'm uncomfortable? In my previous life, if a servant made me feel this way, their head would already be rolling on the floor! Know your place, mortal!

"Miss, if you stop moving, I'll give you the secret candy. Two of them." My body froze upon hearing that. I didn't move an inch, as if caught in a high-level freezing spell cast by a master cultivator.

"Fufu~ good girl..." Ayumi hummed as she slowly braided my hair.

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A few minutes later, I sighed at my shameless act. I can't believe that the mighty me could be easily bribed with just candy. As I chewed on the candy, I gazed at the sky while floating.

"Sigh, I'm getting soft..." I muttered.

The world I live in is called "Earth," and the city I reside in is "Japan." It seems like a peaceful place. No swords hanging from people's hips, and no weapons in sight.

"This world is amazing. How can something that big fly without any magic?" I wondered aloud, watching a plane pass by. "Really, amazing."

I closed my eyes to relax, but suddenly sensed a small life form approaching. Opening my eyes, I saw a bird about to collide with the plane.

"Ah, that bird is going to die," I remarked, feeling a little bit of sympathy. Wait, Again?! I really need that demon path soon. If not, I'm afraid, something will change deep inside of me.

The "Demon path of cultivation" is a powerful tool, worth the sacrifice of emotions for the benefits it brings. The greater the risk, the greater the reward. Give and take—such a simple concept.

I suddenly remembered that summer holiday would soon be over, meaning I need to return to school. School, a gathering of hypocrites. It exists to impart knowledge, but naive students attend just to make friends and play. Though they gain knowledge, it's mostly useless. General knowledge? It's all in books. Arithmetic? A calculator can do that. History? Just respect the past for giving us the present—no need to know the details!

Despite being in elementary school, my knowledge is on par with high school students. I'm still learning, of course. If you're wondering how I ended up in school, it's because my absent father, whom I've never seen, provided the servants with enough money to support my education until high school graduation. Even though I insisted I could learn from books, the stubborn servants wouldn't listen. Due to several reasons, or perhaps some blackmail, I got enrolled in school.

A sigh escaped my lips.

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Several Days Later

"Sigh..." Another sigh escaped my mouth. Boring. It's too boring! I want to go home and gain more power!

While the teacher lectured at the front, I lazily opened a book on a completely different topic. To quell my boredom, I decided to continue my high school-level studies. This particular book delved into the intricacies of the human body, complete with detailed illustrations of male and female anatomy. My goal was to understand human flesh better; the more I know about humans, the easier it is to deal with them.

And thus, another day passed, followed by yet another tedious day. Dang it, can I graduate already?!

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