Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

Celeste Grant smiled slightly at her words.

She glanced at Nerida. "That’s right, Nerida. This baby I’m carrying is a daughter," she said, her expression completely serious.

Nerida froze for a moment at her words, then her eyes instantly lit up. She grabbed Celeste Grant’s hand and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Wow, really? Madam, you’re really having a daughter?"

Celeste Grant nodded with a smile. "Mm-hm, it’s true. If the baby isn’t a girl when she’s born, I’ll owe you one, haha." She could personally guarantee the baby’s gender, which was why she dared to make such a promise.

The moment she finished speaking, Nerida excitedly clasped her hands together.

"This is just wonderful!"

"We’re finally getting a Young Miss in the Bloodfiend Den! I’m going to be an auntie!" Just the thought of a beautiful little girl calling her ’auntie’ in the future made Nerida’s heart soften and feel like it was about to melt. "Suddenly, I feel so fulfilled."

At this, her gaze fell to Celeste Grant’s abdomen. She said with a serious expression, "Madam, pregnancy will be hard on you. From now on, I will stay by your side and take care of you until the baby is born safely. I won’t go anywhere in the meantime."

She was just too worried to leave.

’The Exalted One isn’t here, so I have to be even more careful in looking after her.’

Celeste Grant didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Nerida paced back and forth in front of her, muttering, "On such a happy occasion, I feel like I should do something... Oh! Oh, right! A time like this calls for a celebration! We should let all the disciples of the Bloodfiend Den share in the joy and good fortune."

Celeste Grant nodded in agreement. She thought for a moment before speaking. "Mm, you’re right. We should let everyone celebrate. Alright, how about this? We can organize an event. For example, for three days, all Elixir Pills, talismans, and weapons sold by the Bloodfiend Den will be half-price for our own disciples. Also, everyone’s cultivation resources for this month will be doubled."

"That’s a great idea, Madam." Nerida nodded. "I’ll go announce it right away."

"Alright."

The news spread quickly, and soon the entire Bloodfiend Den, from the highest-ranking members to the newest disciples, was immersed in joy.

As for Celeste Grant’s pregnancy, Aaron Sinclair, who was away from the sect, was the very last to find out—and that was many days later.

On this trip, he had accidentally stumbled into a valley and reaped some impressive rewards. After leaving the valley, he was in a forest near a mountain range when he came across several Demon Cultivators on a hunt, huddled together in discussion.

Aaron Sinclair had been about to leave, but he froze when he overheard that their topic of discussion was related to his mother. He couldn’t help but stop in his tracks.

’They’re talking about Mom?’

Aaron Sinclair concealed his presence, standing behind a tree in the woods.

Not far ahead of him...

Several Demon Cultivators were sitting on the ground, taking a break and chatting amongst themselves.

He heard one of them say, "Hey brothers, did you guys go to the event the other day? I finally bought that saber I’ve had my eye on. And you’ll never guess how many spirit stones I spent! It’s normally three thousand spirit stones, which was way too expensive for me, so I never pulled the trigger. This time, I got it for less than fifteen hundred! Haha, it was so satisfying! Only disciples of our Bloodfiend Den get a deal like that. You should have seen the other Cultivators who were traveling with me. They were green with envy."

"Of course I went! I even took a day off from the Hall Master for it. I used the chance to take my wife shopping, but man, that woman is terrifying when she buys things. She nearly cleaned out my wine money."

"And it was all because the Exalted One’s wife is pregnant! They held the event so everyone could share in the good fortune. And not only that, we also got double our cultivation resources for the month."

Aaron Sinclair stood frozen to the spot.

He raised an eyebrow slightly.

Just from their clothes, he could tell these Demon Cultivators were disciples of his Bloodfiend Den. That meant they were talking about his mother. From their conversation, Aaron Sinclair put together a rather shocking piece of news.

’My mother... is pregnant?’

Aaron Sinclair pinched his own cheek. He felt the sting. Only then did he finally believe he hadn’t been hearing things. In other words, his mother was really pregnant. She was going to have a baby.

He stood stunned for a second, then his eyes began to shine. ’If Mom is pregnant... that means I’m going to be a big brother!’

’A big brother... I’m...’

’That means I’m going to have a little sister!’

The realization hit him a moment later, and he leaped into the air with excitement. "Fuck... I’m getting a little sister!" He was so excited he could have died.

My sweet little sister.

A beautiful little sister.

A chubby little sister.

He’d been hoping and waiting for this since he was a child. He had waited for so long; all these years had passed in the blink of an eye. If this were the Mortal Realm, he’d already have one foot in the grave.

’Finally. The wait is over.’

Just in case he was getting excited over nothing, his figure flashed and appeared before the Demon Cultivators in the blink of an eye. Aaron Sinclair’s gaze swept over them as he demanded, "Is it true? What you said about my mother being pregnant?"

His sudden appearance...

...startled the Demon Cultivators.

After all, none of them had sensed his presence beforehand. If an enemy had appeared so suddenly, their lives would have been forfeit.

Once they registered his words and got a clear look at Aaron Sinclair, the Demon Cultivators finally realized who he was.

It was their Young Master.

They never expected to run into the Young Master here.

"Greetings, Young Master!"

"Greetings, Young Master!"

The Demon Cultivators scrambled to salute.

Aaron Sinclair waved a hand.

"At ease," he said, his eyes fixed on them. "I’ll ask you again, is what you were saying just now true?"

"Young Master, it’s absolutely true."

The Demon Cultivators nodded vigorously.

One of them added, "It’s true, Young Master. The news of the Madam’s pregnancy is known throughout the Demonic Sects now."

Aaron Sinclair: "..."

’So her own son was the last one to know. Aaaah! Why am I the last one to know?! I can’t believe I’m only finding out about something so exciting now!’

But that didn’t matter anymore.

Now that he had confirmed it was true, a grin spread across Aaron Sinclair’s face. At this moment, looking at the Demon Cultivators before him, he felt they were particularly dear.

He laughed heartily. "Today, your Young Master is in a great mood! This is for you." With a wave of his hand, a chest of top-grade spirit stones appeared on the ground.

The Demon Cultivators’ eyes lit up, and they scrambled to thank him excitedly.

"Our thanks, Young Master!"