Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

Chapter 501: Chapter 499: Men Are Married Off to Women Here

Nerida slept with the male cultivator called Young Lord Aeron. She thought she’d given him enough compensation and was ready to leave; her original plan had been to find the Madam and the others right away. But afterward, she discovered that she was completely unable to leave the borders of Silvanis.

Every time she left, she would find herself back in Silvanis, just in a different location.

Once, twice, after countless attempts, Nerida still couldn’t escape Silvanis. Once she calmed down, she was no longer in a rush to leave. Instead, she found a place to settle down within the country.

Nerida decided to play the long game. First, she would figure out what was going on in Silvanis, and then she would find a way out.

After deciding to stay for a while, Nerida gained a general understanding of the place. And then, she finally understood why the man she’d slept with had called her "wife."

Because Silvanis has always been an Amaranthan nation, a place where the custom has always been for women to take men for husbands.

’An Amaranthan nation?’

’Men get married off.’

’They call the woman in the marriage a ’wife’...’

’While the man is called a ’consort’.’

Here, most positions of power were held by women. In other words, Silvanis was a place where a woman could have multiple husbands and consorts. Of course, in this nation of cultivators, men weren’t without status. They could still venture out into the world and pursue their own ambitions. A man with sufficiently powerful cultivation could even have his wife marry into his family, with their children taking his surname.

From what she had gathered, the cultivation levels here were generally not very high.

The cultivation of ordinary people was mostly around the Qi Refinement Realm and Foundation Establishment Stage. A select few had cultivated to the Golden Core Stage and Nascent Soul Stage.

The person with the highest cultivation in Silvanis was Young Lord Aeron. His cultivation had supposedly reached the Void Refinement Realm, making him the most formidable cultivator in The Royal Family of Silvanis.

"So men actually marry women here."

Now that she knew the truth, Nerida slumped into her chair and stared up at the ceiling. Her expression was a complex mixture of emotions. After a long moment, she finally managed to choke out a single sentence.

"What a mess I’ve made."

Nerida thought about the things she’d said after sleeping with Young Lord Aeron. Then she remembered the look in his eyes as she was leaving. ’So, my feeling hadn’t been wrong after all. At that moment, he really had seen me as a heartless scoundrel who’d used him and cast him aside.’

’If she looked at it from his perspective, wasn’t this the same as a man doing... all sorts of things... to a woman, only to pull up his pants and walk away, telling her to act like nothing happened?’

’No wonder Young Lord Aeron had called her ’wife’.’

’No wonder she’d kept feeling like something was off.’

’So that was it.’

"How could this happen!"

’At first, she had thought that as a man, he hadn’t gotten the short end of the deal. After all, she was far from ugly and had even given him compensation. But now, Nerida was plagued by a guilty conscience.’

’Wasn’t this the behavior of a common bully?’

’Even Demon Cultivators would look down on someone like her.’

At that thought, Nerida considered going to apologize in person. But then she recalled the look in his eyes when he’d told her to get lost. ’He probably wants to kill me. He definitely doesn’t want to see my face again.’

’Forget it. I’ll put this aside for now.’

’A man will never be an obstacle in my path.’ So she decided to focus on figuring out how to leave this place first.

And so, Nerida settled down in Rhovan, a city in the northern part of Silvanis.

She lived in a secluded courtyard south of the city, leading a quiet and reclusive life.

At night, Nerida would meditate and practice her cultivation. During the day, she would go out to survey the terrain and its ley lines. Sometimes she would lock herself in her courtyard all day and only go out late at night, so very few people ever saw her.

Life continued like this for some time.

Until one evening, as she was returning from outside, she ran into Uncle Ward, a resident of her street. The moment he saw her, he was utterly stunned by her beauty.

"My heavens, that girl is far too beautiful."

"To think there’s such a gorgeous female cultivator in our city, and I never even noticed! Which family’s young lady is she? Quick, have someone find out."

And just like that, the very next day, a pair of matchmakers came knocking to inquire about her family situation, who was in her household, and—first thing out of their mouths—whether she had taken a husband yet.

The matchmakers said that so-and-so’s young master in the city was gentle and virtuous, tall with long legs, a sturdy build, and wide hips. He could definitely get her pregnant and was guaranteed to give her a big, healthy daughter.

It got more and more outrageous as they spoke.

Listening to all this, Nerida’s face went completely numb.

She couldn’t match the matchmakers’ enthusiasm, nor could she just slap them and throw them out. So, her only option was to say she was already engaged. Upon hearing she was betrothed, the matchmakers reluctantly took their leave.

"What a shame. She’s already betrothed."

One doesn’t take secondary consorts before the primary husband has officially joined the household. So, they could only leave with looks of regret.

Nerida gave a dry laugh and said, "That’s right! I’m already engaged. I’m just waiting for my dear consort to grow up, then I’ll go marry him." ’By that time,’ she thought, ’I’ll have long since left Silvanis. Marrying someone? As if that’s ever going to happen.’

The two matchmakers from the city were still not ready to give up, their eyes fixed on Nerida’s peerless face. So as they were leaving, they didn’t forget to add, "Miss Nina, if you ever want to take an attendant consort in the future, you must let us introduce you to someone!"

’How terrifying!’

Nerida was left speechless.

She hadn’t even considered taking on a single man; the supposed bliss of having multiple husbands and consorts was something she couldn’t even begin to entertain.

Mostly because she couldn’t handle it.

After that incident, to avoid unnecessary trouble, Nerida stopped showing her face in the city. Even when she had to go out, she would conceal her presence. And so, Nerida began to live a life of coming and going without a trace.

With her level of cultivation, if she wanted to hide, no one would be able to find her.

In her free time, however, Nerida heard quite a few stories about Young Lord Aeron.

The people of Silvanis held Young Lord Aeron in high regard and treated him with great respect. And though he was a man, in this Amaranthan nation, no one dared to look down on him. As the sole heir of The Royal Family, he could command on the battlefield and slay Demonic Beasts.

It was said that when a Demonic Beast tide once attacked from the north, he alone was worth an entire army. He fought within the tide for days and nights on end, finally collapsing from cultivation exhaustion. He didn’t wake up until half a month later.

Nerida recalled waking up in the carriage, the gentle look in the man’s eyes, and the way he had blushed as he called her ’wife.’ ’There’s quite a contrast, isn’t there?’ she mused.

Although she had heard news about this Young Lord Aeron, she and he had no further contact. Nerida was completely focused on researching how to leave Silvanis.

Until one night, while she was in her room meditating and cultivating, the Bone Whistle hanging from the whip at her waist began to vibrate. Sensing it, Nerida furrowed her brow slightly. At that very moment, a voice seemed to emerge from the depths of her soul, calling from a great distance.

"Help me."

The voice was very faint.

But it was also familiar.

In the middle of her meditation, she snapped her eyes open.

"That voice."

"It’s him?"

The voice that had just called out to her belonged to Young Lord Aeron—the man she had shared a night with.