Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

Javier Sinclair raised his eyes slightly, his cold gaze falling upon him.

"Oh? And what do you have to say?"

Ian Valerius felt a chill when that gaze swept over him. ’I’m supposed to be the embodiment of malice, so why am I still terrified of Javier Sinclair?’ ’So this is the Demon God’s might. It’s truly terrifying.’ ’But, from what I know, this Demon God now has a weakness. He protects his wife as if she were his own life.’

With this in mind, he spoke up. "I know something about your wife. But if you want me to tell you, you’ll have to join forces with me to attack the Immortal Realm."

Javier Sinclair replied, "Let’s hear it. I’ll consider it."

Ian Valerius stood up from the floor of the sealed space. He glanced at Javier Sinclair and said, "Have you never had suspicions about your wife’s identity?"

Hearing this, Javier Sinclair remained silent, but a flash of understanding crossed his eyes. He was finally taking him seriously.

He had long had a feeling about Celeste Grant’s identity. There was an unknown power within her, and she could travel through time and space at will. He had suspected for a while that she was no ordinary person. But it didn’t matter what her identity was, or what that power was. As long as it didn’t harm her, it was unimportant. He would let things run their course.

He had never tried to forcibly pry into the source of her power. Some karmic ties cannot be altered carelessly, and he was very content with having met Celeste Grant and being with her. He had no desire to suffer any unnecessary consequences.

’I just didn’t expect someone else to bring this up now.’ ’Perhaps... the time is right.’

He was also curious to see what hidden identity his dear wife might have.

Ian Valerius began, "From the first time I saw her from behind the scenes, I saw through to her origin. Her Spirit Root is comprised of red flowers and green leaves, with water flowing around them. I once read about this in an ancient text. They’re vine flowers, which appeared in the Ancient Times among the Ancient Eastwood Clan."

Javier raised his eyes.

"Is there anything else?"

Ian Valerius shook his head slightly.

"That’s all I know."

Javier Sinclair nodded slightly.

"Mm, I see."

Ian Valerius said, "So, can we talk about our business now?"

Javier Sinclair raised an eyebrow. "Our business?" ’Since when did he and I have any business together?’

Ian Valerius’s eyes widened, and he couldn’t help but raise his voice. "Wait... You’re not going back on your word, are you? You promised me you’d join forces to attack the Immortal Realm! You’re the great Demon God, are you really so untrustworthy? Are all of you from the Demon Realm so immoral?" ’Wait a minute, I’m the embodiment of malice. Why am I lecturing someone about morality? Ptooey! I must be furious.’ ’People like us have no morality to speak of.’

Javier Sinclair glanced at him and said calmly, "You can recall my exact words. Did any sentence I uttered state that I would attack the Immortal Realm with you? Did I ever say such a thing? I did not."

Ian Valerius’s hands trembled with anger.

His expression soured as he began, "But what you just said meant..." Halfway through, his voice trailed off. ’It seems... he really didn’t say that.’

"You said you’d consider it."

’It was mainly his tone. It sounded for all the world like he was agreeing.’

Javier Sinclair said flatly, "I have considered it. I refuse."

The Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm keep to themselves. It wasn’t like he was insane, looking for trouble by attacking the Immortal Realm. Was his territory in the Demon Realm not big enough? Or was there not enough land to cultivate? Even if he needed more territory, he could always expand into unclaimed lands; there were plenty of uninhabited Immortal Domains. It wasn’t worth fighting over the Immortal Realm’s turf.

Most importantly, as long as others didn’t provoke him first, peace was for the best. He wasn’t that bloodthirsty.

If anyone else knew what he was thinking, they’d probably cough up blood in disbelief.

The Demon God, the number one killer in the Six Realms. He had slaughtered his way here from the Ancient Times. How was that not ferocious enough?

Ian Valerius looked at him and couldn’t resist resorting to taunts and goading. "What? Don’t tell me the great Demon God is afraid of Empyria and doesn’t dare to make a move. That makes sense. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be holed up in the Demon Realm all this time."

Javier Sinclair gave him a mirthless smile. "Your little tricks won’t work on me. I may be a Demon, but I’m not an idiot. If an Immortal-Demon War breaks out, the Six Realms will be plunged into misery and death."

In the past, he might have considered it. But not now. He just wanted to live a peaceful life with the one he loved. To open his eyes every morning and see someone sleeping beside him on the pillow—that was enough.

When the Demon God developed feelings, he also developed concerns. Feelings bring attachments.

He was the Demon God, once a cold-blooded and ruthless being. Even now, he didn’t possess much compassion.

But his wife was different. She was kind. She loved all the beautiful things in this world. She would laugh and make a fuss, so vibrant and radiant. He had already found that, and he didn’t want to lose it.

He believed that the man his wife loved was one who had principles.

He loved everything she loved, and he would protect it all. Who said the Demon God had to be a being that would overturn the Six Realms? He would be the exception.

Javier Sinclair’s gaze swept over him as he said coldly, "You provided information about my wife today. I’m quite pleased. So, I’ll spare your life this time."

Hearing this, Ian Valerius’s eyes lit up, and he raised his head. "Are you serious? You’re really not going to kill me?"

Javier Sinclair nodded slightly.

"Mm, I won’t kill you."

Thinking he was safe now, Ian Valerius’s arrogance returned.

He crushed the Space Treasure in his hand.

"HAHAHA, Javier Sinclair, you’ll regret this! Did you think only the Demonic Domain you used to live in was attacked by the Swarm? My Swarm army has already infiltrated the Twin Realms! You know what the Ancient Abyssal Brood is, don’t you? They will take root and multiply, and they will devour your Demon Realm until nothing is left! HAHAHA, no, no, the Immortal Realm, too! I’m treating you both equally. HAHAHA!"

Javier Sinclair sneered.

"What makes you so sure your Swarm army hasn’t been wiped out?"

As his words fell, Ian Valerius’s expression turned grim. "Impossible." ’I know how terrifying the Ancient Abyssal Brood is. The Twin Realms must be suffering by now. Even without seeing it myself, I can already picture the scene.’

Javier Sinclair said nonchalantly, "They’ve already been wiped out. Oh, not completely. The king of the Ancient Abyssal Brood isn’t dead yet. It’s been imprisoned. It could be useful for my son to practice refining poison on, or just for research. Not a bad idea."

Ian Valerius’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Impossible! How could my Swarm army be wiped out so easily?"

Ian Valerius had lured the Ancient Abyssal Brood into the Twin Realms. Although their assault was ferocious, they had now been wiped out. The people of the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm were not idlers. Most importantly, his true body was still within the Demon Realm.