Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

It was at that very moment.

Several bolts of lightning flashed in the empty darkness. At the same time, a single golden word appeared in the air.

"Begone..."

There was no sound, only a silent, overwhelming pressure that swept in from all directions.

Celeste Grant felt the force pulling at her vanish in an instant. At the same time, she heard the voice of the World’s Will.

"No... How could you appear..."

"So what if you’ve appeared? This world evolved from the world inside a book. Even if you’re the newly born Heavenly Dao, you can’t do anything to me. You can’t erase my existence."

The Heavenly Dao’s response was a single, sharp thought: ’Insolent.’

’I might not be able to erase you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t beat you up.’

"AHHHH... Stop..."

’That sounds pretty miserable.’

But...

Celeste Grant grasped the key point.

Celeste Grant lowered her head in thought.

’From the sounds of it, the Heavenly Dao of this world can’t eliminate the World’s Will. I’m guessing it’s because this world evolved from a book into a real one, which makes the World’s Will an intrinsic part of it. Maybe erasing the World’s Will would negatively affect the Heavenly Dao, or perhaps the rules simply forbid it.’

Thinking of this, Celeste Grant raised her hand and said, "Allow me to say something. If the heroine and male lead both die, this so-called ’world of the book’ will cease to exist, right? In that case, you, the World’s Will born from that book, would also cease to exist, wouldn’t you?"

The moment her words fell,

a deathly silence filled the air.

Although there was no sound,

Celeste Grant knew she had guessed correctly.

"Looks like I was right."

The voice appeared again, clearly frantic now. "How dare you... You’re an outsider! You are not to touch my heroine! The plot never would have gone this way if you hadn’t come here. The heroine and the male lead are the core of this world; they were meant to be together. As the malicious villainess, your mission is to sacrifice everything for the heroine. You’ve defied your fate! This is an act against the heavens!"

She did not like the sound of that.

"On what grounds?"

Celeste Grant sneered.

She looked into the empty darkness and said coldly, "So a side character’s life isn’t a life? Just because Jocelyn Grant is the heroine, everyone is supposed to be on her side, regardless of whether she’s right or wrong? What kind of justice is that? Just you wait... soon, your heroine and your male lead will be gone. As for ’acting against the heavens’—who am I defying? You? You’ve got some nerve."

"...You’re the World’s Will from a book. Now that this world has become real, you are not the Heavenly Dao... so shouldn’t you do a little self-reflection? What is the Heavenly Dao? The Heavenly Dao is the embodiment of rules; it should treat all living beings equally. But you, the will of a book, only know how to revolve around the male lead and heroine. You treat all other beings as nothing, as stepping stones for your heroine. With a mindset like yours, you were destined to never become this world’s Heavenly Dao. That’s why a true Heavenly Dao was born."

At this point, Celeste Grant didn’t forget to twist the knife. "To put it nicely, you’re a sliver of will from a book. To put it bluntly, you’re just some unknown energy. Oh, you’re so impressive," she said with mock sweetness. "Still clamoring about erasing me? If you could actually do it, you wouldn’t have waited until now."

’If this World’s Will could really erase me, it would have done so long ago. Why would it wait until I was crushing Jocelyn Grant, until the male lead was almost dead, just to come out and try to scare me?’

"Shut up... It’s not like that! This world wasn’t supposed to be like this... UGH..."

The voice sounded as if it were being strangled, unable to make another sound.

The empty darkness returned to a state of calm and silence. It was so quiet it was as if everything that had just happened was a figment of her imagination.

She looked into the empty darkness.

She called out.

"Lord of Providence? Are you there?"

"Heavenly Dao, my good sir, are you there?"

"Dad?"

A single golden word appeared in the air.

"Begone."

’Failed to get adopted again.’

But no big deal.

Celeste Grant’s eyes darted as she began to speak, "Lord of Providence, I feel that the existence of this book’s will is a sign of disrespect toward Your Excellency. As the saying goes, one mountain cannot contain two tigers. I suspect there might be some rule preventing Your Excellency from erasing it."

"For the sake of world peace, for all the living beings under heaven, I will shoulder this great responsibility without hesitation! So, leave a small matter like this to me. Once I get rid of the book’s heroine, the rule preventing you from erasing the World’s Will is sure to disappear. Then you can absorb the World’s Will’s power to perfect the rules, making this world stronger and better."

After she finished speaking, the empty darkness remained perfectly quiet, offering no response.

But there was no response.

And no objection either.

’I’ll take that as a yes!’

Meanwhile, Celeste Grant, who had been meditating in her room, opened her eyes.

Thinking about everything that had just happened, a cold expression washed over her face. The book’s World’s Will wanted to drive her out, even wanted to erase her.

"So what if it’s the World’s Will?"

Anything that sided with Jocelyn Grant was her enemy, and Celeste Grant never showed mercy to her enemies.

As she was lost in thought, a wisp of black energy drifted to her bedside, and a figure appeared before her eyes.

The newcomer was Javier Sinclair. He placed a finger on Celeste Grant’s forehead, his brow furrowed slightly. "What just happened to you? Why did I sense that your Divine Soul was unstable?"

Hearing this, Celeste Grant froze for a moment, then looked up at him. "You can sense that?"

"Mm... I can," Javier Sinclair said, taking her hand. After confirming she was alright, he sat down beside her.

He explained, "I am bound to you by a Taoist Companion contract. Plus, my Cultivation is higher than yours, so if your Divine Soul becomes unstable, I can sense it immediately."

"Oh, so that’s how it is."

Javier Sinclair asked, "So, what happened to you?"

Celeste Grant, who had been meditating on the bed, stopped.

She leaned against him, wrapping her arms around his neck, and began to recount what had happened. "Well, it’s like this... the whole thing sounds a little bizarre."

Javier Sinclair raised a slight eyebrow. "Oh? Tell me about it."

Celeste Grant began, "The World’s Will from the book spoke to me. It said that as the malicious villainess, my mission is to selflessly sacrifice everything for the heroine. But since I’m not following the plot and am actively changing it and opposing the heroine, it’s unhappy with my existence. It wants to expel me from this world and is even clamoring about erasing me. But don’t worry. If the World’s Will could really erase me, it would’ve done it already. Besides, the Heavenly Dao is on my side now."

Javier Sinclair remained silent. He wrapped an arm around her waist, lowered his head slightly to rest on her shoulder, and a chilling, blood-red glint surfaced in the depths of his eyes.

’He didn’t care about any World’s Will. Anything that tried to take Celeste Grant from his side deserved to die. So what if this World’s Will was ethereal and elusive? Once he grew stronger through his Cultivation, he would tear it to shreds.’