Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

The two exchanged a smile.

Celeste Grant and Javier Sinclair took their son back to his room. After tucking him into bed, they left.

Javier Sinclair’s birthday was on the thirteenth of the seventh month, Celeste Grant’s was on the twenty-seventh of the ninth month, and their son’s was on the twenty-fifth of the eighth month. Their birthdays were all quite close, so their son’s birthday came not long after Javier’s.

After celebrating her son’s birthday, she had no plans to celebrate her own. After all, Cultivators didn’t celebrate every birthday.

The Bloodfiend Den’s enterprises were constantly expanding, and business was booming. Once she had arranged the sect’s affairs, Celeste Grant took a chest full of Cultivation Methods and went into seclusion in The Forbidden Land. Meanwhile, Javier Sinclair continued to guide their son’s Cultivation.

In The Cultivation World, Cultivators didn’t celebrate every birthday. They only celebrated when a birthday happened to fall during a time they weren’t in seclusion. The saying, "In cultivation, time has no meaning; a thousand years can pass in the mortal world," was no empty phrase. A Cultivator might casually enter seclusion for three to five months; sessions of three to five years were common, and longer ones could even last for over a decade. So, celebrating a birthday every single year was simply impossible.

After going to The Forbidden Land, Celeste Grant did not emerge.

She had to continue her Cultivation to increase her strength.

All sorts of dangers were possible in The Cultivation World, so it was never a bad idea to learn more skills in her free time.

Although Celeste Grant had little talent for Alchemy or Artifact Refining, she was a fast learner when it came to Cultivation itself. She could comprehend and practice many Cultivation Methods after reading them just once. This was why she had been able to reach the Nascent Soul Stage so quickly.

Celeste Grant possessed mutated Water and Wood Dual Spirit Roots. The Cultivation Methods most suited to her were the Great Words Immortal Cultivation Technique and the All Things Rejuvenation Technique. In addition, she studied various offensive and defensive Cultivation Techniques, and had even learned several Forbidden Techniques—the kind that could save her life in a critical moment.

Celeste Grant had her own way of understanding Cultivation Methods. ’The Great Words Immortal Cultivation Technique is like elementary school language arts,’ she thought. ’The All Things Rejuvenation Technique is math, and Forbidden Techniques are like difficult foreign languages—not used often, but you still have to learn them. As for auxiliary Cultivation Methods like swordsmanship, those are like the *Three Hundred Tang Poems*, a required course for any student. Then there’s talisman painting and Alchemy... those are like chemistry and science. I’m utterly hopeless at them; my mind just goes blank. But Arrays? That’s essay writing, and I have to get a perfect score.’

While Celeste Grant was in secluded Cultivation.

In the days that followed, disturbances would occasionally emanate from The Forbidden Land. Sometimes, celestial phenomena like a golden radiance would appear in the sky. Moreover, for a long period, with the Bloodfiend Den at its epicenter, the entirety of Bloodfiend City burst into life. A hundred flowers bloomed overnight, and everything was lush and green. It was autumn, a time when leaves should have been withering and falling from the trees. Instead, they had all regained their vitality overnight, growing anew. Even the flowers were in full bloom.

At first, some people speculated that a rare treasure must be emerging to produce such a potent life aura. But when they discovered the aura was originating from The Forbidden Land, they realized it was a result of their madam’s Cultivation.

Everyone guessed their madam was likely cultivating some sort of Dao of Flora. ’She’s incredible!’ they thought.

During this time, all the Spirit Plants within Bloodfiend City’s territory were bathed in this intense life aura. They grew vibrant and lush, and their ranks even increased. This was especially true for their Spirit Herb Fields. Ordinary low-grade spiritual medicine rose to the Second and Third Ranks, while the medicinal value and quality of the high-level Spiritual Medicine improved even further.

Everyone was overjoyed by this discovery.

Nerida immediately ordered people to quickly plant another batch of spiritual medicine in the surrounding area. For a time, all the disciples of the Bloodfiend Den were bustling with joyous activity. Watching the terrifying growth rate of the spiritual medicine, they couldn’t stop grinning from ear to ear.

"Our madam is truly incredible."

"In just half a month, my Seven-leaf Flower has gained three hundred years of medicinal potency! HAHAHA, this is great!"

"And my Blood Pattern Grass! HAHAHA! It jumped from five hundred years of potency to seven hundred! Oh, heavens, my dream of refining a Seventh Grade Bloodless Pill might actually come true!"

The elder in charge of the herb gardens, especially, felt that such a once-in-a-millennium opportunity could not be wasted. He hastily summoned his disciples to continue preparing new fields for planting.

"Someone, come! Quickly have this batch from the Spirit Herb Fields harvested and stored, then plant the next one immediately! Hurry, such rich Life Spiritual Power cannot be wasted!"

"All disciples, quickly now!"

As Nerida and Elder Lawson walked through the Spirit Herb Fields, their eyes shone with delight.

"I’m not dreaming, am I?"

Nerida nodded slightly.

"No, you’re not dreaming."

Elder Lawson grabbed Nerida’s hand.

"Left Protector, I can’t thank you enough! If it weren’t for your foresight in bringing our madam back then, how could the Bloodfiend Den ever have its current prosperity?"

"I know. I never expected this either."

Nerida felt a wave of emotion as she recalled the past.

She remembered the first time she’d met her. At the time, the madam was just an ordinary person, unable to practice Cultivation. She was holding a portrait and asking about the whereabouts of her child’s father, and her body was extremely weak.

’Back then, I had planned to just toss her some Spirit Stones and leave. But I never expected the man in the portrait to be The Exalted One. I was stunned. My first reaction was to suspect a conspiracy by some Immortal Sect. Then again, I thought, who would have the guts to try and trick The Exalted One into becoming a father? What if it was actually true?’

’So I just thought, better to be safe than sorry, and brought her back. And to my surprise... I actually ended up bringing The Exalted One and our madam together.’

’Now, not only does The Exalted One have a wife, but we also have a Young Master. And most importantly, we have our madam.’

’If The Exalted One ever angers our madam and she decides to run away from home, I’ll request to be assigned to her. I absolutely refuse to be separated from our madam and the Young Master. As for The Exalted One... well, he’s a big boy now, a mature adult. He can take care of himself.’ She thought with a wry smile.

「The days passed, one by one.」

Two months later, the life aura in Bloodfiend City vanished overnight, and everything returned to normal.

In the blink of an eye, winter arrived, ushering in the coldest part of the year.

Bloodfiend City was colder this year than in previous years; the temperature had been dropping continuously for half a month. The weather grew colder and colder, until finally, snowflakes began to fall one evening.

It hadn’t snowed in Bloodfiend City for many years, and the sight was a rare treat, especially for the children. All across the city, people in every household pushed open their windows and poked their heads out.

"Look, it’s snowing!"

"Whoa, it really is snowing."

"It hasn’t snowed here in Bloodfiend City for many years. For it to snow this year... a timely snow promises a bountiful year. It’s a good omen."

「Meanwhile, deep within The Forbidden Land.」

In the cave residence.

Celeste Grant was meditating and cultivating.

Rings of Spiritual Energy rippled out from her body. She sat cross-legged, a small red flower perched atop her head.

There were now four small red flowers blooming atop her head. Green leaves and small red flowers—this was her Spirit Root, with a current of water flowing along it. Her Spirit Root had sprouted a new branch, and on that new growth, two more small flowers had blossomed.