Reincarnation In Against The Gods Fan-fic

As soon as Jasmine used the purchased scroll, he closed his eyes from the bright light in front of him. Feeling as if he was hovering in the sky, followed by solid earth, Jasmine opened his eyes and looked in surprise at the City of Floating Clouds.

He stood on a mountain peak, from where one could notice the city itself. Jasmine clenched his fist a couple of times, checking his condition and headed inside the city.

- Wait! - shouted one of the many guards near the gates of the city.

Jasmine frowned, examining all the arriving people. There were carts, practices, ordinary people, merchants ... and they all looked too luxurious, as if they were dressed up for ...

"Ahh ... surely it's the wedding of Xia Qingyue and Yun Che, and I forgot about her" - realizing the whole situation, he smiled and answered the guard who approached him.

- Elder brother, did you want something?

The guard apparently mistook him for a young master from a wealthy family, judging by the rich-looking clothes and his devilish beauty. Since Jasmine was already accustomed to everyone's attention, he simply ignored the surprised, shocked and in love with admiring glances. And the clothes that were destroyed due to the reconstruction of the body, he again acquired in the store.

At first, Jasmine wanted to hide his appearance under the hood, but he had already earned a name for himself by destroying the Clan Biao and it would be bad if anyone recognized him.

- Boy, are you lost? Where is your family?

"I'm here alone to look at the wedding of the swan and the dirt from my boot." - Jasmine smiled, splashing out his indignation at the bastard of the protagonist, although he did not care about the fate of Yun Che.

- Ah ... haha! Ah, little one, well said!

- Ha ha ...

Everyone who heard the words of Jasmine laughed, supporting him and trying to lick, and the girls tried to stand up to show their beauty and attract his attention. It is a pity that Jasmine did not care about their beauty.

"Ha ha ... this bastard Xiao Che is lucky that he can live in the same city with Miss Xia ..." the guard began to express his disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e, and the others nodded.

Jasmine, seeing this, rolled his eyes and ignoring the others, went on. He was again stopped by another guard, whom he had already paid 10 gold, and only then he was allowed out of turn.

System: Stop the wedding and take Xia Qingyue! Reward: 1000 points.

- No thanks. - Jasmine answered instantly when he saw that the task was not forced. Although the award was given a decent, but he does not need a second hypocrite. He misses himself ...

Walking around the city, which was transformed beyond recognition in six months, Jasmine whistled and watched the commotion caused by the wedding. Someone, or rather, the majority, insulted Yun Che, while others felt sorry for Xia Qingyue.

Jasmine felt calm and completely relaxed.

"When was the last time I relaxed?" - Jasmine noted that for six months now he has been in tension, constantly training and developing his alchemy.

- I'll go and drink, as in the good old. - Chuckling and whistling, Jasmine went to the first bar that came across, and people who, as usual, looked at him, opened their eyes in shock.

"I heard it, or this kid said: Will I go get a drink?"

- Tts-tts, so young, but already drinking. Where parents just look.

- Grandpa, don't say that. Maybe he doesn't have parents and ... a bride ... - said a reddened girl of about 15 years old, who observed the outgoing silhouette of her subsequent wet dreams for several years ahead.

- What are you talking about Xue Bay! You are ready to betray your grandfather for the first comer!

Jasmine ignored their whispers, because even at such a distance he heard them and with slow steps reached the building where you could eat, drink and rent a room.

Entering the tavern, he went to the counter and ordered several bottles of expensive and high-quality wine and sat down at a distant table. Having poured wine into the glass, Jasmine drained the glass in one motion.

While he slowly drank the wine, the door to the tavern opened and a deathly silence reigned. Jasmine looked curiously at the incoming man. It seemed to him that they had seen each other before, but he could not remember where.

- Jasmine! - the man waved and with a smile went to his table. Sitting opposite, he raised an eyebrow in surprise. - Young man, drinking at your age is a bad tone. - the man said reproachfully.

- ... - Jasmine brought a mug to his mouth and began to drink, giving himself some time to remember this ... Xia Hongyi!

- Elder Xia Hongyi, did not expect to see you. - putting a mug, Jasmine bowed his head in greeting. And although he said so, Jasmine was sure that this was not an accident.

"You forgot me, right?" - asked Xia Hongyi with a squint and a smile, finding it amusing, but he could not help but admit that the baby in front of him did everything so as not to appear rude.

Jasmine only smiled and did not answer. Soon they started an informal conversation, where Xia Hongyi asked him about where he was, why he had not said goodbye and ...

"My daughter missed you."

Jasmine raised an eyebrow. Did his daughter miss me? I will never believe it, he thought, but he did not continue the topic. He completed the task, so why should he get involved with this hypocrite?

"I see that you are not showing the same feelings as her." Hongya nodded to himself, as if confirming something.

- Let's change the subject.

"Do you dislike my daughter so much?" - with some irritation said Hongyi and taking one bottle from the table, poured himself a glass, and drank. There were no visitors, as well as workers in the hall, and only they had a conversation.

- What are you, senior Xia. Your daughter is incredibly beautiful, but I do not have too much hope. - not slavishly and not arrogant, Jasmine answered, although he thought in his head in a completely different way: To be a man of such a girl? I will continue to kill the best monsters.

"..." Hongyi closely watched Jasmine's facial expressions, but was never able to understand his thoughts. This child ... - Since you think so, then why didn't you meet my daughter after returning? Or do you have other goals?

- I'm here in passing, just look at your daughter's wedding. - Jasmine smiled, pouring himself and Hongyi wine.

"He does not look depressed ..." Hongyi thought, realizing that Jasmine had no feelings for his daughter. With a sigh of relief, he decided to cut off ties with this mysterious boy and try to keep Xia Qingyue away from him.

After sitting for a while, Xia Hongyi left Jasmine, and the boy himself continued to drink and eat the dishes prepared by the hostess. No one tried to approach him anymore when he saw him with such a large figure as Xia Hongyi.

Clan Xia.

Personal maid Xia Qingyue ran down a long corridor toward the mistress's bedroom. She was sweating and tired, but did not stop. And when she was already near the door, a silhouette of Master Xia appeared in front of her, like a ghost.

- M-drunk ...

- Are you in a hurry somewhere? - Xia Hongyi smiled tenderly, reassuring the maid.

"Yes, Master Xia, I'm going to young Miss Xia."

- Hmm ... and why?

"Ah ... help ... with something." - looking away, the maid said. She was only at the Initial Stage of Inner Power and could not lie normally in front of this man.

"Why are you going to her room?" - with the same smile, asked Xia Hongyi. He was a kind man and would never hurt a maid, but the fate of his daughter was decided here. He could not be careless.

- S ... S ... S-sorry Master Xia ...!

- Calm down Yu Huifeng, I just asked.

- Y-yes ... I'm going to report to young Miss about the arrival of a young master Jasmine in the city. - answered the maid, feeling relieved that the Master was not angry. And although the young miss told Yu Huifeng not to tell anyone about this, but before her was the father of the mistress and Yu Huifen did not find anything wrong with that.

- I see. You can go, I'll tell Qingyue about it. - Xia Hongyi smiled and turned his back to the maid, who bowed deeply, and then left to continue to work. After walking a couple of meters, he sighed. - You haven't given up yet, Yue-er ...