Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss-Chapter 19 - 17: She Grew a Spirit Root, and a Flower Bloomed on Her Head
Looking at the woman standing before him, Javier Sinclair lowered his head slightly and met her smiling eyes.
Through the fabric of her clothes, he could feel the baby moving actively under his hand.
His fingers remained still, but a dazed look crossed his face.
Javier Sinclair believed someone like him was supposed to be cold-blooded and ruthless, incapable of any real emotion. Yet, as he felt the baby’s movements beneath his fingers, his heart felt as if it had been scalded, overcome by an indescribable feeling.
Celeste Grant started to laugh.
"So? Is he moving?"
Javier Sinclair gave a calm "mhm" before speaking. "Yes. He’s very strong."
"He’s fine during the day, mostly quiet. But at night, he’s full of energy. I can’t sleep well carrying him. Look at these dark circles. I’ve even been losing a bit of hair lately."
As she spoke, her gaze flickered to his hair.
Javier Sinclair remained silent.
He finally understood why she had been staring at his hair earlier.
"Keep staring, and I’ll twist your head off."
In the very beginning, hearing words like that would have scared her half to death. But now, Celeste Grant felt she had grown quite calm about it.
He was all talk. If he really wanted her dead, he wouldn’t care if she had a difficult childbirth.
Still, she reached up to touch her neck and said, "That won’t do. If I kick the bucket, your son will be motherless. A child with a mother is a treasure; a child without one is like a weed. You don’t want your son to be bullied for not having a mother, do you?"
Javier Sinclair sneered, reaching out to grip the nearby railing. With a squeeze of his hand, a long section of it turned directly to ash. "My son? How could he possibly be bullied?"
’If anyone is that blind...’
’I’ll slaughter them all.’
Seeing his grim expression, his villainous aura skyrocketed.
’He’s quite protective!’
Celeste Grant nodded slightly.
"He’s lucky to have a father like you."
Celeste Grant placed one hand on her hip.
"I can’t take it anymore, I need to find a place to sit down. I get exhausted from just moving around a little these days." With that, she started to walk past him, planning to go sit under a nearby tree.
But she had only taken a few steps before she stopped dead in her tracks.
’This is...’
"I feel... something’s not right."
She felt a little hot.
No, a little cold.
Startled, Javier Sinclair strode forward.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The moment he finished speaking, Celeste Grant looked up at him and pointed to herself. "I feel a bit strange. It’s like my body is a little cold... no, no, now my chest feels a little hot."
As she spoke, she clutched her chest. Celeste Grant felt as if something had broken through a Forbidden Spell and was surging out from within her body. At the same time, she could feel the surrounding Spiritual Energy gathering around her.
’I want to absorb it.’
She was like someone who had been thirsty for a long time and, upon finally tasting water, wanted to drink until she was completely full.
It seemed she didn’t need to do anything; the Spiritual Energy just poured into her body on its own.
Witnessing this, Javier Sinclair, who stood before her, raised a slight eyebrow.
His gaze shifted to her.
At that moment, Celeste Grant was emitting a powerful aura of Spiritual Energy, yet she wore a completely bewildered expression. The Spiritual Energy in the vicinity was condensing around her.
Javier Sinclair took one look and, seeing her standing there dumbly, said, "Close your eyes, calm your mind, and relax your body. Let the Spiritual Energy nurture your Spirit Root and allow it to grow."
’A Spirit Root?’
’Wait, where would I get a Spirit Root from?’
’Whatever, I’ll give it a try.’
Celeste Grant nodded and closed her eyes. She felt her body become very light as a cool, refreshing power surged into her.
She felt her surroundings suddenly fall silent.
When Celeste Grant opened her eyes, she found herself in a vast, white space. Specks of light in various colors floated around her. Among them, the aqua-blue specks seemed to like her the most, drawing close to her.
She held out her hand.
In her palm, a small seed slowly sprouted. It was then lifted by the blue specks of light, flew into the air, circled around her, and finally floated back to hover in front of her.
"What is this?"
"Could this be my Spirit Root?"
’Did I awaken my Spirit Root early?’
She reached out and poked it gently, and the two small leaves twitched. Celeste Grant could feel that the power within it was very intimate with her, filled with a vitality that made her feel very comfortable.
Countless aqua-blue specks of light surged into the sprouted seedling. Slowly, the small seedling began to grow, getting bigger.
Outside, Celeste Grant, her eyes still closed, had just completed Energy Introduction. She was now in the Qi Refinement Realm.
Javier Sinclair stared at her.
’She completed Energy Introduction?’
’It seems the Blood Litchi really can make an ordinary person grow a Spirit Root. But to achieve Energy Introduction this quickly?’
Just as he was pondering this, Javier Sinclair saw Spiritual Energy gather on her head. Then, it sprouted. It really sprouted, even growing two green leaves.
The Spiritual Energy around her poured into the small seedling, and a third, fourth, and fifth leaf sprouted in succession.
Then it grew... and even bloomed.
It was a small, budding red flower. Spiritual Energy swirled around the little flower as it absorbed the surrounding energy, which it then converted into water that circled above it.
The corner of Javier Sinclair’s mouth twitched.
’What the hell is this?’
’I must be going blind. Otherwise, who in their right mind has a Spirit Root that sprouts from their head and grows on the outside? Can something this ridiculous even happen in The Cultivation World?’
’This is a Spirit Root?’
Javier Sinclair raised a slight eyebrow.
His senses weren’t wrong. It was indeed a Spirit Root.
This Spirit Root contained Vitality Power, but he had never heard of a Spirit Root that could sprout from the top of someone’s head.
He reached out, his fingers fiddling with the small flower’s leaves. He saw the Spirit Root’s leaves nuzzling against his fingers.
’This woman is a bit strange.’
When Celeste Grant opened her eyes, she saw Javier Sinclair very close to her, his hand touching her head.
Her eyes widened.
"What... what are you doing?"
Celeste Grant took a step back, holding her hands up in front of her.
Javier Sinclair said coldly, "Relax. I’m not interested in you."
’Hah, not interested?’
’We’re already having a son, and you say you’re not interested.’
’So what was he doing just now?’
"Why were you touching my head for no reason?"
Javier Sinclair’s gaze landed on the top of her head as he stated very calmly,
"A flower bloomed on your head."
He was just telling the truth.
A flower had bloomed on this woman’s head. It had really bloomed.
"Bloomed... A flower bloomed on my head?"
Of course, Celeste Grant didn’t believe him. She couldn’t help but say, "Haha, who sprouts a flower on their head? Are you trying to make me die of laughter?"
"I would also like to know why a flower can bloom on a person’s head."
Javier Sinclair didn’t feel like wasting any more words.
With a wave of his hand, he conjured a mirror and handed it to her.
"You’d better see for yourself."
Celeste Grant took the mirror and looked into it. The mirror clearly reflected her image, along with the little red flower perched on top of her head.
"What is this? Why did a flower bloom on my head?"
She reached up and touched it.
It was really there.
"I’ve bloomed."
"I’m not some plant spirit that gained sentience, how could I possibly bloom...?"
