Chapter 1 Beautiful Wife

A flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, and the young man who dozed off on a bench inside the clinic jerked awake.

"I'm not dead!"

"I was clearly struck by the Heavenly Tribulation and my soul was scattered. How can I not be dead?"

"Could this be an illusion?"

"No, illusions are definitely not this real!"

"Could it be that I've been reborn?"

He quickly looked around. When he saw the beautiful woman in a long white dress at the back of the consultation table, a hint of shock flashed in the youth's eyes!

"Viviana Sinclair!"

"My wife on Earth in my previous life!"

"So this is? ... The Sinclair Clinic!"

"It looks like I've really been reborn!"

When Atlas Lincoln was sure he wasn't dreaming, the astonishment in his' eyes disappeared and was replaced by aloofness that was rarely seen for people at his age.

"Is this God's blessing for me?"

He felt the once surging Spiritual Power within him now gone. And his Divine Soul, which had been undying for ten thousand years, now disappeared without a trace.

"I have lost all my cultivation and am no different from a mortal. It seems that I have to go through the hardships in this mortal world all over again!"

"It just so happens that in my previous life I had many regrets. In this life, I will make up for them all!"

Atlas was not chagrined by the loss of his cultivation but had a faint sense of anticipation.

"Dad, Mom, no one will be able to bully you in this life!"

"Giselle, in my previous life, you married your enemies to protect me and were humiliated to death by them."

"In this life, it's my turn to protect you!"

Atlas once again looked at the beautiful woman behind the consultation table, who was mature and sensual, beautiful and elegant.

But Atlas was not moved by her beauty at all, and his eyes were cold.

"Viviana, in my previous life, I married into your family and fawned over you like a dog to please you, and you never bothered to look at me carefully."

"Instead, you had an affair with Tobias Morrison, the son of the Deputy Mayor of Lanceham, during our marriage and eventually abandoned me mercilessly!"

"Had I not been saved by my master who happened to pass by Earth, I would never have seen you for what you were until I died."

"But in this life ..." Atlas said with impassiveness in his eyes.

Suddenly, the door of the clinic was pushed open with a strong force.

A woman in red, about thirty years old, burst in anxiously as she carried a boy of about five years old.

"Doctor, can you help me see what's wrong with my son?" The woman said urgently.

Atlas instantly recalled the scene.

"So I was reborn eight hundred years ago when I was twenty years old."

Atlas had cultivated for more than eight hundred years and had excellent talent. He had achieved Immortal Emperor Phase in eight hundred years and was honored by all the worlds as Emperor Cosmos.

The memory of Immortal Emperor Phase never wore off. If he thought about it, any details of his experiences could be found in his head.

"I remember it was a serious medical malpractice. The boy was misdiagnosed by Viviana as having a common cold and died the next day!"

"This medical malpractice nearly brought the Sinclair family into disrepute!"

At the back of the consultation table, Viviana put down her phone and hurried over to the boy.

After some questioning, she said, "I think it's influenza. I'll give him a shot and a three-day supply of medicine. When you get back, make sure he drinks plenty of hot water. Tomorrow if his fever goes down, there will be no problem."

"Thanks, doctor!" The woman said politely, but seemed a little uneasy and asked again, "My son has started talking nonsense. Is it really just a cold?"

Viviana reassured her patiently, "Don't worry. This is my clinic. I may look young, but I studied medicine with my parents for ten years and I can't be wrong."

The woman checked the time. It was after eight in the evening. Even if she went to the main hospital at this time of night, she would have to go to the pediatrician on duty, and they were not necessarily better than the Sinclair Clinic. After all, the clinic had been open for several years and had always had a good reputation.

"Okay, just go ahead and give my boy a shot! Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome. Please wait here." Viviana started to go and dispense the medicine to the child.

Atlas watched in silence and got a little emotional.

History had certainly not changed. Viviana still misdiagnosed the boy as having an influenza.

Tomorrow the boy would die, and the Sinclair family would be dealt a major blow.

"Although Viviana has bullied me too much, Francis has always treated me like her own son. Now that I've been reborn, I can't watch the Sinclair family in trouble and not do anything about it."

In his previous life, Atlas was abandoned by his biological parents in an orphanage and it was Viviana's parents, Giorgio Sinclair and Francis Cho, who adopted Atlas when he was five years old.

Because of Atlas' eccentricities, no one liked him throughout his school years. After dealing with Atlas' troubles, Giorgio came to resent Atlas and regretted adopting him.

In fact, Atlas was only trying to make people notice him by getting into trouble.

Francis, however, was different. Whether it was when Atlas had nothing, or after he found his origin and became a rich boy, Francis always treated him like her own son.

So, for Francis' sake, Atlas couldn't afford not to save the Sinclair family!

"Not to mention the fact that the boy was innocent too."

And Atlas was a little curious. Viviana was too well educated to get even an influenza wrong.

What could have caused her to misdiagnose?

Atlas walked quietly towards her. Although he didn't know anything about mortal medicine, as the former Emperor Cosmos, he still had his field of vision and insight.

He could see what was wrong at a glance!

Atlas approached the boy, took one look at him and he understood.

"I know why Viviana was misdiagnosed."

To the eyes of an outsider, the child's symptoms were the same as influenza, but what Atlas saw was a dark cloud of air hovering over the child's head.

It was Murderous Aura, which meant this child was bewitched.

Viviana came back with the medicine and a disposable syringe.

"Wait!" Atlas suddenly spoke out to stop her.

Viviana looked over at him and frowned, while there was suppressed disgust in her eyes, "What's wrong?"

Atlas said lightly, "His is not have a flu."

Mockery played over Viviana's face, "Atlas, since when do you know anything about medicine?"

Atlas didn't say anything.

Viviana's gaze went cold and the look of disgust on her face deepened. She said in a hushed voice, "This is a clinic, not a place for you to fool around!"

The woman also looked at Atlas and asked, "Are you a doctor?"

Atlas shook his head, "No."

There was disappointment on the woman's face, "Then don't mess with this. Doctor, hurry up and give my son a shot!"

"Okay!" Viviana glared at Atlas and lowered her voice, "You go back first!"

Atlas ignored Viviana and looked at the woman indifferently, "Your son must have been to a graveyard before he got sick, right?"

Viviana turned around and looked at Atlas angrily, "Atlas Lincoln, if you interfere with my work again, I'll have you thrown out immediately!"

"Wait!" The woman suddenly looked at Atlas with a surprised look on her face and asked, "How do you know that?"

"We took him with us the day before yesterday and paid visit to his grandfather's grave. When we got back, he started talking nonsense."

"Do you know what's wrong with my son?" The woman looked at Atlas expectantly.

"Your son has invoked something unclean. If it is not removed in time, he will not live to see tomorrow!" Atlas spoke out calmly.

"What! Are you telling me the truth?"

The woman was horrified. She usually believed in these things, and Atlas had guessed right away that her son had been to the graveyard. She had already bought most of what Atlas had said.

Viviana had been raised as an atheist and studied medicine, so naturally, she did not believe in ghosts and spirits.

"Atlas, you're just bullshitting! Get the hell out of here!" Viviana was furious.

"Madam, don't listen to his nonsense. Science has long since proven that the idea of ghosts and spirits is pure nonsense. Just hurry up and get your child treated without delay."

Atlas said in a calm voice, "If you give him the shot, he will die for sure."

After saying this, Atlas looked at the woman and said, "I have a way to save your son."