Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

Chapter 531: Chapter 529: He Is a Very Responsible Man

"She’s so adorable."

"Like a little dumpling."

Aeron lowered his head, nuzzling her hair. Feeling his affection, little Elise Sinclair did him the honor of leaning in and giving him a peck on the cheek. "Kissy."

Aeron froze for a moment.

He reached up and gently touched his own cheek.

’Is this what it feels like for your heart to melt?’ At that moment, Aeron couldn’t help but break into a silly grin. "Hehe, my sweetheart is so good to me. I even got a kiss. Your Uncle Aeron will never want to wipe his face again." As he spoke, he looked at Nerida and pointed to his cheek. "See that? Our Ellie kissed me. You didn’t get a kiss, wife."

"Oh, I’m so jealous! Ellie, you kissed your Uncle Aeron but not me. I want a kiss too! Come on, I want one too." As she spoke, Nerida leaned her face right in. "I want one too, sweetie."

Little Elise Sinclair leaned over and gave her a MWAH. "Okay, Aunt Nerida gets a kissy too."

"Hehe, what a good girl." Nerida held her little face and gave her a big MWAH in return.

"Giggle... giggle..."

Surrounded by the two of them, the little girl was grinning from ear to ear, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

Nerida’s gaze fell on the little girl in Aeron’s arms, and she was reminded of when Celeste Grant ascended to the Upper Realm with a big pregnant belly.

She looked up at Celeste Grant and said, "Madam, what happened after you ascended to the Upper Realm? I was worried sick back in the Lower Realm. I was so afraid you’d run into danger all by yourself here." The main thing was that Celeste Grant was pregnant at the time; she really couldn’t rest easy.

Hearing Nerida’s question, Celeste Grant said, "It’s alright, Nerida. Speaking of which, my situation after arriving in the Upper Realm was a bit like yours."

’A bit like hers?’

Nerida immediately perked up her ears, her eyes fixed on her as she couldn’t help but ask, "Madam, what do you mean?"

Celeste Grant began her story. "Let me tell you what happened... You accidentally entered Amarantha and couldn’t leave, whereas I arrived in a village completely isolated from the rest of the world after ascending to the Upper Realm. It was a remote place in the Immortal Domain, very secluded. The people in that village were ordinary folks who had never practiced Cultivation. At first, I also thought they were just ordinary people, until I saw one of them die while out hunting. And guess what happened?"

Celeste Grant paused dramatically, successfully piquing their curiosity.

Nerida asked, "And then? Don’t tell me the villagers weren’t ordinary people? Were they some unknown reclusive clan?"

"Not exactly."

Celeste Grant shook her head slightly. "They were indeed ordinary people. What wasn’t ordinary was the village itself—it was shrouded in a mysterious power. My Cultivation was suppressed by that power at the time. I couldn’t leave, and I couldn’t even use my ability of flying in the sky."

Aeron was taken aback and murmured, "A place like that actually exists."

"That’s not all..." Celeste Grant continued. "I lived there for a short time. I discovered that if the people there died outside, they would be resurrected as long as their bodies were brought back to the village. This would continue until they died of old age, a natural death."

Nerida wore a thoughtful expression and couldn’t help but say, "That’s so strange. Then, Madam, how did you eventually leave?"

Celeste Grant smiled and looked at Javier Sinclair. She pointed at him and said, "You’ll have to ask him about that. The source of it all was your Exalted One."

Javier Sinclair nodded faintly with a soft "mhm." "This was indeed my fault."

Seeing their curiosity, Celeste Grant continued with her story. "My Cultivation was suppressed, so I decided to wait until after the baby was born before making any other plans. Later, I participated in the village’s sacrificial rites and discovered that the God they worshipped in their ancestral hall was none other than your Exalted One. Nerida, you have no idea. When I saw that statue, I felt... it was incredibly complicated. I just thought it was absurd. After I figured out the whole story, it turned out that your Exalted One had granted their ancestors his protection."

"As for what happened next, I used a Magic Treasure to contact your Exalted One, and he came right away. And the villagers, their constitutions changed, making them naturally suited for Devil Cultivation. They have now embarked on the path of Cultivation and are disciples of our Demonic Domain."

Nerida couldn’t help but feel emotional as she listened.

"So much actually happened. It’s a good thing you and The Exalted One were reunited, Madam."

She had thought her own ascension story was already outlandish enough—accidentally ending up in Amarantha and even finding a Taoist Companion—but she never expected the Madam’s story to be just as incredible.

’If you think about it, the Madam’s story is even more absurd. After all, the God worshipped in that village was The Exalted One himself. Who could have imagined such a coincidence?’

’If the Madam hadn’t accidentally stumbled into that place, it might have been another thousand years or so before anyone ever knew of the village’s existence. As for The Exalted One himself, he probably would have long forgotten that he’d ever done such a thing.’

Nerida reached out and gently pinched the little girl’s cheek in Aeron’s arms. "My little princess, your mother really went through a lot to have you. Carrying you while ascending from the Lower Realm to the Upper Realm, and going through so much more... thankfully, you both made it through safe and sound."

Celeste Grant smiled and couldn’t help but reply, "It was actually fine; it wasn’t that bad. At least I had my Cultivation to protect myself. The truly difficult time was when I was pregnant with her brother. I didn’t have any Cultivation back then, and I was hiding from enemies with a big belly, with only a few Spirit Stones to my name. I lived in constant terror every day, afraid that my enemy would show up and dig out my son’s Spirit Root. In the end, I had no choice but to go find the child’s biological father. Thankfully, I met you. Otherwise, under those circumstances, I probably wouldn’t have been able to keep going."

So, being able to meet Nerida that day and be taken in by her... she was truly grateful. Perhaps it was all destined to happen.

After all the twists and turns, they had become a family.

After all this time.

They could still sit together and talk like this.

Wasn’t this, too, a kind of destined fate?

Nerida also recalled that time and sighed with emotion. "Yes! I’m also so glad I met you then, Madam, and that I went up and asked you a couple more questions. And that I brought you back with me, just on the off-chance." Otherwise, just as the Madam said, who knew what would have happened. If that Jocelyn Grant’s plot to dig out the Spirit Root had succeeded, who knows what would have become of her Annie.

Thankfully, everything turned out well.

Javier Sinclair listened quietly, his gaze fixed on Celeste Grant’s face. He reached out and took her hand. "My wife, I am sorry. If I had known of your existence sooner, I would have come to find you immediately. I definitely wouldn’t have let others bully you."

Even if they had no feelings for each other back then, he would never have allowed his woman to be cast adrift in the world.

He was a man with a strong sense of responsibility.

Celeste Grant smiled and said, "That’s all in the past."