Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

After arriving in Primal Heaven City, Celeste Grant took a stroll through the crowds.

Today, she wore an embroidered, floor-length dress the color of water, her hair done up in a married woman’s bun. Adorning her hair were golden hairpins, dangling ornaments, and pearls, all matching the blue of her dress.

Combined with her stunning beauty and graceful figure, she was the kind of person you would spot instantly in a crowd. As a result, her appearance drew the gazes of many Cultivators.

’Given my role as the vicious female supporting character,’ Celeste Grant thought, ’the female lead is bound to show up at a critical moment, even if I don’t go looking for her.’

Indeed, many people in the city recognized her, and some gathered together, whispering amongst themselves.

"Why does she look so familiar? Like... that one person. I feel like I’ve seen her somewhere."

"That’s Celeste Grant."

"Right, right... that’s her. No wonder she looked so familiar."

Someone else nearby said, "Am I seeing things? I think that really is her. What is she doing here?"

"She’s the wife of that Demon."

"Shh... If you want to die, don’t drag me down with you! She’s the ruling lady of the Demonic Sects. The entire Demonic Sects, from top to bottom, listens to her now."

In fact, it wasn’t just the Demon Cultivators; even the head of the Demonic Sects listened to her. In a way, this female cultivator named Celeste Grant was terrifyingly powerful.

"I know about that. Those Demon Cultivators are completely obedient to her and can’t stand to hear anyone say a single bad word about her. A while back, some foul-mouthed young master from a Cultivator Noble House was talking trash, commenting on ’this lady’s’ waist and legs and saying he wanted to have a feel. As it happened, a passing Demon Cultivator overheard him and hunted him for half a month. They crippled his cultivation and broke his legs. I hear he’s still bedridden."

For a Cultivator, having their cultivation crippled and legs broken is a fate worse than death. It just goes to show that trouble comes from a loose tongue.

After that, Celeste Grant deliberately took another stroll around the city.

The desired effect had been achieved.

’If Jocelyn Grant is in Primal Heaven City, she must know I’m here by now. And if she finds out I came alone... that girl wants me dead. She definitely won’t pass up such a golden opportunity.’

’Tsk, tsk, tsk... Jocelyn Grant, you’d better not disappoint me. I’m right here, waiting for you.’

As it turns out, the saying "no one knows you better than your nemesis" is absolutely true. Just as Celeste Grant had guessed, Jocelyn Grant was indeed in the city right now.

Her current body had not yet fully merged with her Primordial Spirit. To speed up the fusion, she needed not only cultivation but also the aid of an external elixir, the Clearing Yuan Pill. And besides Bloodfiend City, this particular Elixir Pill could only be found here in Primal Heaven City. This was precisely why Celeste Grant had guessed she would be here.

At that moment, a veiled Jocelyn Grant was in a shop that sold Elixir Pills, haggling with the owner.

"Shopkeeper, can you go any lower? I’ll buy it if it’s seventy thousand a bottle. I’m in desperate need of a Clearing Yuan Pill to repair my Primordial Spirit. It’s just... I really don’t have that many Spirit Stones on me right now."

"Fellow Cultivator, I’ve already knocked two thousand Spirit Stones off the price for you. I really can’t go any lower. The prices for these Elixir Pills are all set by the Sect; it’s not like I can just sell them for whatever I want. Any cheaper and I’d be losing money. No, no way. You can try other shops, but I guarantee mine is the cheapest in the city. This Clearing Yuan Pill is ninety thousand low-grade spirit stones a bottle. If you want it, take it. If not, then don’t. Please don’t hold up my business."

By now, the shopkeeper was getting a little annoyed.

These were expensive Clearing Yuan Pills, not some common cabbage that he could just discount on a whim. For this young woman to insist on a lower price was simply making things difficult for him.

He was running a business; if he couldn’t make any profit, he’d go broke. This female cultivator was even more ruthless, basically asking him to pay out of his own pocket.

’On what grounds? Who does she think she is? We’re not related in any way, so just because she needs it, I’m supposed to lose money to give her an Elixir Pill? How is that even possible?’

"Sell it to me for seventy thousand. Please, Shopkeeper, I really need it."

’Damn it.’

’What is wrong with this female cultivator?’

’Is she seriously not here just to cause trouble?’

’Does my shop look like a charity?’

"Not for sale, not for sale! Just go. At seventy thousand, I’d be losing twenty thousand. I’d have to be crazy to sell it to you for that. Just go. I really can’t sell it."

She had exhausted all her pleasantries, but the shopkeeper wouldn’t budge. Beneath her veil, Jocelyn Grant’s expression was grim.

’This shopkeeper is far too petty,’ she thought. ’It’s just one bottle of Clearing Yuan Pills. Could a bottle of Elixir Pills possibly be more important than a Cultivator’s life?’

’How could such a narrow-minded person ever run a successful business? He doesn’t even have the basic foresight to retain a major customer.’

’I’m a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator. If I weren’t trying to keep my identity hidden right now, countless people would be fawning over me with my level of cultivation.’

At this thought, her tone soured. Jocelyn Grant spoke up, "Shopkeeper, a single bottle of Clearing Yuan Pills is a matter of life and death for me. Is an Elixir Pill really more important than a Cultivator’s life?"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper’s expression darkened.

’What does she mean by that? Is she trying to guilt-trip me?’

However, adhering to the principle that harmony brings wealth, he tried his best not to lose his temper. He simply said, "Fellow Cultivator, you’re exaggerating. I’m running a business here, not a charity. If every customer came in acting like you, how could I stay in business? You’re being completely unreasonable. You need to be more sensible."

A bystander also thought the shopkeeper had a point.

Someone couldn’t help but speak up for fairness. "These are Clearing Yuan Pills! Where could you possibly buy a bottle for seventy thousand? Fellow Cultivator, you should stop making things difficult for the shopkeeper."

The person with him nodded repeatedly. "That’s right. I’ve never been able to buy a bottle of Clearing Yuan Pills for seventy thousand."

Someone else shot her a look and said, "Poor wretch... If you can’t afford it, don’t buy it. To put it nicely, you’re ’buying’ it. To put it bluntly, isn’t this just robbery?"

Jocelyn Grant was someone who cared immensely about saving face.

Hearing someone call her a poor wretch, her composure shattered.

"Insolent."

As she spoke, the power of her Nascent Soul Stage cultivation radiated outwards.

The Cultivator who had just spoken was sent flying out the door, landing heavily on the ground and spitting up blood.

Seeing this, Jocelyn Grant wore an expression of arrogant disdain.

"As if you’re worthy of speaking to me."

The owner of the elixir shop felt the immense pressure and his face paled slightly. However, he was the shopkeeper, and he couldn’t let a customer get into trouble in his store, so he prepared to placate her first.

He walked out from behind the counter with a fawning smile. "Your Excellency, please calm your anger. I am truly sorry for your unpleasant shopping experience. Please accept this bottle of Clearing Yuan Pills as our shop’s apology. I hope you won’t find it lacking."

’Damn it.’

’Even this shopkeeper hadn’t expected it.’

’This young-looking female cultivator was actually a great power of the Nascent Soul Stage.’

At this moment, Jocelyn Grant looked at the shopkeeper, her eyes filled with mockery.

’Look... this is human nature. A moment ago, he refused to sell, and now he’s scrambling to curry favor with me.’

’Heh. What a sycophant.’

She shot the man a disdainful glance and reached out to take it. If she weren’t in such desperate need of the Clearing Yuan Pill, she truly would not want to deal with such a sycophantic little man.