My Mother Has a System but Won't Use It

Chapter 104 The birthday cloths are leveling up

Chapter 104  The birthday cloths are leveling up

The noon sun sent its scorching rays towards the lands, burning quite hot now that the months of winter were past and the Spring was in full swing in the middle of the eighth month. The weather had become milder while the landscape had come alive with blooming flowers and budding trees. It was a time of renewal and growth.

'Hmm…'

Feeling the clingy hands wrapped around his body with his mom's soft and naked body sleeping just beside him, he couldn't help but softly caress her hair.

She had been quite downhearted for the past few days, and he had seen the possibility of depression and even self-loathing in her from quite a while ago, but seeing her actually go through it was quite startling for him, while at the same time, reassuring.

She wasn't that much of a fragile flower. She had her own strengths.

And.

It was only natural that she was stunned and sad. It was also only natural she felt that way.

For one, he knew she was a very heroic woman with her own solid moral values and code of conduct that she cared about more than anything else—Of course, minus himself.

'She cares too much about me in that, too.' he smiled.

He was proud of that. Quite a lot.

As he laid beside his mom, he closed his eyes and thought about her mental state deeply.

With her belief in herself and her pride in herself that she had never actually felt jealous or envious of anyone, it was only natural she would be shocked and afraid when she found out that she was actually jealous of her own son and daughter-in-law.

Especially considering it was the first time she experienced this 'strange,' 'sinful,' and 'hateable' thought. It was natural she felt resentment alongside such jealousy.

If it was in the past when she was 100% sure about his unwavering loyalty, fine, she would be super okay with it since no matter what happened, ultimately, Han Li was hers, and she was his.

But now?

Why would she not feel resentment when her son, whom she so adored, was flirting with another woman? If it was in the past when she was 100% sure about his unwavering loyalty, fine, she would be super okay with it since no matter what happened, ultimately, Han Li was hers, and she was his.

But now?

Now that her heart was uncalm and she was worried about her own self-worth—her being good enough for Han Li when he is so good—that unwavering surety had wavered.

She was no longer assured that Han Li would make her his priority when he cared about more women. What if he abandoned her when one of his future harem members demanded so?

What if Han Li grows tired of her dumbness and no longer finds it cute?

What if Han Li grows to hate her obsession for him?

What if she became too much of a burden to care for?

The more Han Li thought about it, the more obvious her thoughts became to him. She was a simple person to understand. She simply wants to be cared for by him and care for him till her last ember of life vanishes.

She didn't have any grand purpose like achieving eternal life or gaining control over life and death like him, never to see another of his loved ones fall. She just wanted to see her son happy.

He hugged her soft and gentle body with a strong longing. They had gone at it just earlier, and she was as submissive to him as ever. She still wanted to be dominated by her son, as always. And she had also been much more craving of his attention today.

She wanted him to look at her all day. She wanted to hug him all the time.

He opened his eyes with a sigh. He didn't like doing a mental analysis of his mother one bit — that was something he'd normally do with enemies and potential allies in general. The only person he was completely open-hearted to was his mother as of now, and in his opinion, that would probably remain the same until he got back with his Little Ruo.

Even though he had accepted Liyue and Li Yao into his heart, that didn't mean he would let himself be entirely vulnerable in front of them with all his secrets in the open. Of course, he WOULD consider it if it actually did them good and great.

For now, though, only his Mom was someone he was completely comfortable with knowing everything and having all his weaknesses.

But to know all the weaknesses and thought processes of his mom didn't go well with him. That made her like almost any other ally, and she was far from that.

"Hmm?" he suddenly frowned and looked out the flowing curtains of the room to the outside world.

"Ah, Mom, it is a spring rain today," he whispered into her ears with a smile.

Moving her hand to hold his face, she murmured, "A bit more Xiao Li, let me sl..eep a.. bit more…"

Han Li shook his head at the tightening hold with which she hugged him.

"Sleep however much you want. I am not going anywhere," he said and, with a sigh, looked at his hands with [Life Vision].

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[Han Li] [Age: 18]

[Lifespan: 300 Years]

[Minor Lust Dao Crystals: 192]

[Talent: Sacred]

[Current Cultivation: Evolution Stage]

[Body: Top Tier Mortal Physique]

[Skin Building of the Demon Transformation: 11.01% complete]

[Talents]

[Low-Level Lack of Lust]

[Low-Level Fantasy Inducement]

[Low-Level Sensational Barrier]

[Low-Level Seduction]

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Once again, his Dao Crystals had accumulated to be much: 192 exactly, and with a smile, he used up 191 of them.

The small cluster of star-like bright, red things in his empty space moved towards his Dao Soul and was soon entirely consumed by it. Han Li's whole body shook and warmed up, even waking up Yue Li, who was lazily lying in his embrace with a startled yelp.

"Wha.. Why are you so hot?!" she blinked her blurry eyes and asked.

It couldn't be fever since he was smiling.

Han Li shook his head as the feeling of strength slowly vanished from his skin. But at the same time, he could feel the utter sensation of safety passing by along with it.

[Skin Building of the Demon Transformation: 30.11% complete]

A last wave of warmth passed by him, and the fine hairs on his back stood up.

Strengthening skin using low-level methods would have made him have the lower sensation of touch across his body, but with such a perfect technique like the Demonic Transformation, his sensations had no detriments. Instead, he had a rather clear control of how much he wanted to feel.

Even though he wasn't entirely under control—his instincts were. If he was feeling the heat, the skin would naturally tone down the sensation just enough to let him know that he was hurting badly without actually sending the pain receptors screaming. Laughing lightly, he said, his voice growing rather eager to test it already: "Mom, my skin is quite tough now. I told you I was practicing something from the book, right? It just leveled up!"

Yue Li was surprised and instinctively touched his face. "It still feels very fair, like a girl's skin, but somehow rigid too. What just happened?"

Excited, Han Li gave a small explanation of how his skin was leveling up and becoming similar to the Sacred Demon's skin, and she was surprised a bit.

"Isn't the sacred demon like the most powerful creature in the world?"

"Haha, Yes!" Han Li smiled and nodded. "They are the epitome of creation."

Yue Li grew confused but was also excited seeing him acting like a kid who got a toy. "But isn't that too early for you to get Li? If your skin becomes as strong as the Sacred Demon, won't you be nearly invincible?"

Han Li shook his head. "My skin would be quite powerful, and almost nothing would be able to harm it at my level, but my organs are weak. Even if my skin is strong, what use can it be if a strong, blunt weapon slams into my head? My brain would turn to mush."

"That's true, but a sword and such can't harm you!" she said, trying to lick his face a little. "You taste the same, though?"

"You have tried licking my face before?" Surprised, Han Li asked.

He was extremely comfortable and unguarded while sleeping beside her, so he didn't really know what she did to him when she was awake and he was asleep.

She blushed slightly but then continued to nibble on his cheeks. After a while, she said with a sigh: "I always liked to bite your cheeks when you were little. It was so fluffy, and you always used to get so angry at me with your childish face when I did that. Snorting cutely and running away."

Han Li smiled helplessly. "I was too little to know good."

Yue Li smiled. "There are so many stories of you from those times that only I know. You used to beat me when you got angry at that time, often getting so angry you would be trembling and hitting me if I didn't give you your favorite toy or food."

"I used to hit you?" Han Li's memories were monstrous, but surprisingly, he didn't remember such a thing.

Laughing, Yue Li said with a smile. "You beat me so much, but none hurt really. Humph, what can a snorty brat do? But the more you grew up, the faster you matured. Maybe it is because you were different, and you had no Spark, unlike the others."

"Hm, should we go test my skin now, Mom?"

"…You don't want to know the rest of the stories?" she glared at him.

He rubbed his nose. "After I test my skin?"

She snorted with a smile.