Dominating the Powerful Families: Rebirth of Chapter 2 Treat Her Like a Little Monster_1

Ning Changsheng overlooked the fact that tiny Shen Tianxing could possess such a chilling and ruthless glare.

Having proclaimed he would dispatch her to the netherworld, he whipped his head toward his ashen-faced son nearby and barked the order, "Ning Yu, you take care of this!"

Ning Yu stared at him in horror, shaking his head frantically as he pleaded, "No! I refuse! Dad, she's my daughter, the Ning Family's own blood. They say even tigers don't devour their cubs—how could you make me harm her?"

Hearing this, Shen Tianxing briefly believed her birth father retained some trace of compassion.

But next came his icy, heartless retort, "Doing it myself would scar my soul! If a hand has to be raised, let another do it!"

Hehehe...

A flicker of scornful chuckle gleamed deep in Shen Tianxing's gaze. What a depraved clan this was!

Initially, Ning Changsheng assumed his son hesitated to hurt the little freak due to excessive tenderness. Yet upon catching the end of his words, he grasped that Ning Yu cared nothing for the child's doom, only dreading the trauma it would inflict on his own psyche.

Still, he found his son's logic quite sound.

A deed so wicked truly ought not to stain the son's hands, lest it doom his future prospects.

Ning Changsheng pondered whom to assign this dirty task.

Just then, the Ning Family's old matriarch spoke with venomous intent, "I say, let Nurse Lin do it! She's served me for decades, knows our household secrets, and won't blab outside!"

At once, Elder Ning nodded firmly, "Nurse Lin's reliable. Have her finish off this infant, then dump the body in some barren field! Ning Yu, fetch Nurse Lin now!"

"Yes!"

The freshly reincarnated Shen Tianxing absorbed this clan's exchange, a spark of derision and icy mirth dancing in her luminous, starlit dark eyes.

This lot was truly dim-witted, beyond redemption, and smug in their idiocy!

She, Shen Tianxing, famed junior pavilion lord of Tianji Pavilion in the Fairy Realm, bearer of the coveted Eye of the Sky God that all immortals craved. Her rebirth into the Ning Family should have been their ultimate boon, yet these dolts branded her a three-eyed abomination!

Most infuriatingly, these fools now schemed to slaughter her without mercy!

Shen Tianxing seethed with fury, indignation, and a mocking pity for their bottomless folly.

Guiltless in her past existence, why had fate hurled her into this vile brood?

Absolute absurdity!

These poisonous kin deserved to be cast aside!

Yet despite their craving for her demise, it wouldn't come cheap. Just you wait!

Nurse Lin, summoned promptly, hurried in.

The old lady's hushed directive made her shiver.

As her eyes landed on Shen Tianxing, a wave of sorrow and reluctance swept through them.

But Nurse Lin was a cunning retainer.

She understood perfect timing for actions—and for silence.

With the Ning Family's verdict set, she held her tongue, merely bowing with a crisp "I understand!" She snipped Shen Tianxing's umbilical cord deftly, bundled her up, then seized the ready infant wrap, swathing the fragile form snugly. Cradling her, she deposited the babe into a waiting veggie basket, draped a cloth over it, hoisted the load, and strode swiftly from the Ning estate's rear exit.

Only after Nurse Lin bore Shen Tianxing through the back gate did the Ning clansmen collapse into seats, exhaling heavily in relief.

Moments passed, then Ning Changsheng's eyes drifted coldly to the hapless medics and aides, a lethal chill gleaming in his stare.

To safeguard the Ning name, shield this spared girl child's phoenix fate, every witness must perish!

To him, only the grave guaranteed true quiet.

The unfortunate healers, en route home courtesy of the Nings, exploded with their vehicle in a blaze pinned as a traffic mishap, their lips sealed eternally.

Later, the Nings playacted grief, doling out hefty payouts to the bereaved kin, buying utter hush forevermore.

Meanwhile, Nurse Lin's veggie-basket charge, Shen Tianxing, reached a humble inn's threshold.

Shen Tianxing caught Nurse Lin murmuring softly, "Poor little one, they ordered me to kill you, but Heaven cherishes life, and I dread the karma of such a crime. I can't do it. Luckily, I have far-off kin—childless after years wedded, here in the capital for healers. I'll hand you to them. Fear not; they're good souls who'll cherish you well!"

Nurse Lin's words stirred warmth in Shen Tianxing.

This marked the inaugural kindness since her worldly rebirth.

She etched this favor deep in memory.

Another handler might have forced her into desperate battle for survival.

Though not as legendary as her Master in the Fairy Realm, Shen Tianxing boasted fair renown—yet who'd foresee the Eye of the Sky God, that ultimate fairy prize, erupting in wild power amid bonding, shattering her divine frame?

As doom loomed, rebirth in the mortal realm astonished her.

And now, thanks to that Eye, mortals deemed her freakish.

Shen Tianxing's heart churned with tangled emotions.

Her thoughts returned to her adored Master—would her demise plunge him in grief, or longing?

Envisioning her flawless, aloof Master wreathed in frosty grandeur, knowing she'd never behold his divine beauty—that visage enchanting myriad fairy lasses—nor his matchless form, tears welled unbidden.

Sorrow, emptiness, despair, remorse...

She fought the subtle ache blooming in her chest, the stubborn longing that coiled and lingered...

Had she foreseen the Eye of the Sky God would sever her from her cherished Master, she'd have forsaken that prize talisman to remain ever at his side, serving and shadowing him lifelong.

Alas, regrets came too late!

Dearest Master, goodbye!

Lost in melancholic reverie, Shen Tianxing felt Nurse Lin bear her into the unassuming inn.