Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss-Chapter 45 - 43: Father and Son Meet, Grabbed Away with One Hand
Listening to her son’s babbling voice, Celeste Grant didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
If this were the modern world, a child this young would be held and watched by his parents around the clock.
Her son possessed a mutated Ice Spirit Root and an Immortal Demon Body. Because he was still young, he hadn’t started his Cultivation. However, the elders had already begun bathing him in various Beast Blood Spiritual Medicines to lay the foundation for his future Cultivation.
Celeste Grant didn’t ask about any of this. ’They wouldn’t harm him, that’s for sure.’
Young Aaron Sinclair was just over a year old, yet his physical strength had already reached the Qi Refinement Realm. He could easily smash through a wall with his bare hands. When he started his Cultivation, he was bound to advance by leaps and bounds; his future was filled with promise.
This was why many children had a much higher starting point in life, while others could struggle their entire lives only to reach where those children began.
That was the difference.
Being born into the right family was also a kind of luck.
"You’d better listen to me from now on, or I’ll have your dad give you a spanking. You know who your dad is, don’t you?"
His own father.
"Daddy... seclusion."
"So you do know your daddy’s in seclusion."
Aaron waved his little hands.
"Daddy... The Archfiend."
Aaron now had eight teeth in total, but his enunciation was still unclear.
’He probably heard me say that.’
’I’ll have to be more careful next time.’
"How dare you call your dad The Archfiend."
Celeste Grant gave his bottom a light pat. "Don’t be so disrespectful. That’s your father. Other people can call him The Archfiend, but you can’t. You have to call him Dad, understand?" After all, Javier Sinclair provided for them and protected them. He hadn’t wronged them in any way. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
’A good upbringing starts young. Even if he’s the Second Demon generation, he needs to be a cultured and proper one.’
"Find Daddy."
"Fatty has a daddy. I want a daddy too."
It seemed the bond between father and son was truly unbreakable. Even though Javier Sinclair was in seclusion and his son had never met him, Aaron still thought about him all the time.
It was also possible that the disciples of the Bloodfiend Den had been telling him how incredible The Exalted One was, how tall and mighty his father was. In any case, the boy clearly worshipped Javier Sinclair.
"Your dad is in The Forbidden Land and hasn’t come out yet. You’ll be able to see him when he does."
Holding her son, Celeste Grant kissed him on the cheek.
’My treasure, so chubby and cute.’
"Mommy’s little treasure, did you miss me?"
"Mommy... I missed you... mwah."
The little boy leaned in and gave her a big, slobbery smooch on the cheek, getting drool all over her face.
"Hehe, Mommy missed you too."
’Her son really is smart. Even though his speech is still a bit slurred, he has no trouble with basic communication. He’s way ahead of other kids his age, I’d say.’
Most children his age could only say "Mommy," "Daddy," or a simple "Uncle." They certainly couldn’t hold a conversation.
Her son was still little and hadn’t grown his hair out. His head was shaved, save for a small patch of short hair on top. He was wearing a little short-sleeved shirt and shorts that she had commissioned for him.
"Oh, right, where’s Cub?"
As she spoke, she looked up at the roof, where a White Tiger was peeking its head over the edge. Holding her son in one arm, she pointed at Cub.
"Don’t hide, Cub! I see you! Get down here. And next time, you two are not allowed to just fly around on the roof. If you have to fly, at least pick a more open space."
Cub looked aggrieved and let out two soft whimpers, but it nodded obediently.
’It was the young master who grabbed my ears and wouldn’t let go, demanding I take him flying. I just used a little too much force and... tore off the roof.’
In the past year, the little tiger cub Javier Sinclair had brought back for his son had grown into a large, majestic-looking tiger.
"Cub, Cub, pulled ears."
Aaron gave Celeste Grant a quick hug, then hopped down from her arms and climbed onto Cub’s back. "Chaaarge..."
Cub let out a roar.
Then it carried him off to play.
"Mommy, bye-bye."
Celeste Grant didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
’Fine, I’ll just let him be free-range.’
Even if he fell, it wouldn’t hurt him. And since this was the Bloodfiend Den, Celeste Grant wasn’t worried about him getting lost.
Her son went off to play.
Celeste Grant, however, didn’t stay idle.
She sent for someone to repair the roof.
"Thank goodness I only have one of these."
’If I had two more,’ she thought, ’my head would probably explode.’
Her eye twitched as she looked up at the hole in her chamber’s ceiling, a clear view of the sky right above her.
The Bloodfiend Den was protected everywhere by Forbidden Arrays, impossible to break without a certain level of Cultivation. But Cub was now a Golden Core Stage Spirit Beast, which was why the roof now looked like this.
「Later that day.」
Inside the Bloodfiend Den’s Forbidden Land, Javier Sinclair sensed that someone had trespassed and was now trapped in an Array.
He had planned to ignore it, but after sensing a familiar aura, he frowned slightly and decided to end his seclusion ahead of schedule.
「In The Forbidden Land.」
Young Aaron Sinclair waddled around on his short legs, scurrying everywhere. He couldn’t find a way out and eventually burst into tears.
"Waaa... Mommy..."
"Cub... I wanna go home..."
"Daddy isn’t here."
Young Master, don’t cry. I’ll figure out how to get you out of here.
"WAAAAAH..."
The thought that he might never see his mother again made him even sadder. "I don’t have a mommy anymore... Waaa, Mommy..."
One moment it was "Mama."
The next it was "Mommy."
The Array here didn’t harm him; it only trapped him. It must have sensed his aura, because it seemed quite benign toward him.
Aaron sat on a rock, his face and clothes covered in dirt.
When Javier Sinclair appeared, he saw a chubby little boy sitting on the ground crying, a White Tiger at his side.
He stared for a moment.
’I don’t recognize him.’
’But he seems a little familiar.’
’This aura...’
’An Immortal Demon Body? I’ve only ever met one other person with this constitution.’
Javier Sinclair studied the child. Those familiar features... didn’t they look just like his own when he was a boy?
’Calculating the time that has passed, the child should be about this age now.’
"Sob, sob~"
"Mommy~"
’This kid...’
’He’s really crying his heart out.’
’Anyone who didn’t know better would think his father died.’
’Wait a minute. I think *I am* his father!’
His gaze fixed on the little chubby boy.
"What are you crying for?"
Suddenly hearing a voice,
Aaron looked up.
He saw someone walking toward him.
His eyes widened.
’He’d seen this man before in an elder’s Memory Stone.’
’So this was Daddy... He was even taller and mightier than he looked in the Memory Stone.’
’Wow! I have a daddy!’
Javier Sinclair strode forward.
Upon their first meeting, Javier bent down, grabbed the back of his son’s clothes, and lifted him up.
He held the boy up to eye level.
"My son?"
’The last time I saw him, he’d only just been born. In the blink of an eye, he’s gotten this big. He can even talk and walk now.’
Holding him with one hand,
he gently poked the boy’s cheek with a finger from his other hand.
"He’s actually pretty cute."
’His looks take after me, I suppose.’
Dangling in the air,
the little chubby boy wasn’t afraid at all. In fact, he waved his little hands with glee.
"Daddy."
"Daddy."
Hearing that one word...
Javier Sinclair froze completely.
He felt his heart skip a beat.
’What did he just call me?’
’The kid recognizes me.’
’And he called me Daddy?’
