Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss-Chapter 71 - 69: You Want Me Dead, You Die First
"You bitch! When I get my hands on you, I’ll skin you alive, rip out your bones, and slaughter your entire family."
Morgan Quinn was still cursing.
Heh!
He was really getting into it.
Celeste Grant wasn’t one to take such abuse lying down.
’Slaughter my entire family, huh?’
Celeste Grant let out a cold smirk.
’Since you’ve decided you want to kill, you’ve already found your path to death.’
She immediately pulled a suitable weapon from her Storage Ring and infused it with her Cultivation. In the next instant, she appeared right beside Morgan Quinn, bringing the Magic Artifact in her hand crashing down on his head.
She struck to kill.
Blood streamed from his scalp, smearing his entire face.
Celeste Grant spat.
"What’s the point of acting so arrogant? You think you’re still in the Golden Core Stage?"
She waved her hand again.
With a single strike, her Foundation Establishment Perfection Cultivation sent the Early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator flying and spitting blood. Before he could even land, Celeste Grant’s figure instantly appeared above him. She stomped down, driving him straight into the ground. The earth trembled at that moment. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
Morgan Quinn was now buried halfway in the dirt, and the sound of bones could be heard. CRACK.
Then came a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
"AHHH..."
"You should have learned to keep your tail between your legs after barely surviving. Don’t be so arrogant. See? It’s that arrogance that landed you in my hands. Fellow Daoist, you’ve become too attached."
"You... It’s you..."
Celeste Grant smiled gently.
"It’s me. Long time no see, Fellow Daoist."
Celeste Grant was wearing a mask, so Morgan Quinn couldn’t see what she looked like, but he recognized her voice.
He was enraged.
"How dare you do this to me! I’ll kill you!"
Celeste Grant twirled the Magic Artifact in her hand, raised it, and brought it down on him again, knocking his face crooked. A few teeth fell out with a CRACKLE.
"AHHH..."
"Kill me? Why don’t you go die first?"
She was just about to finish him off.
Suddenly, she had a thought. ’He might still be useful.’ With that in mind, she struck out and crippled one of his legs.
’Jocelyn Grant’s other lover is already a cripple. Since they’re both her paramours, I can’t treat them differently. A family should be complete, after all.’
Looking at the unconscious Morgan Quinn, Celeste Grant walked away in disgust.
’I’ll let him live. I can kill him next time.’
’Mainly, I want to see if the female lead has such... peculiar tastes. Will she still want the once-glorious Son of Sword of The Crimson Sun Sect now that he looks like a pig? HAHAHAHA.’
Upon that thought, she realized, ’I’m actually quite wicked.’
Celeste Grant felt that her mental state had been excellent recently. It seemed her happiness truly was built upon the suffering of others.
「At the same time.」
She sensed a disturbance from the direction of The Underpalace. She looked up, her brow slightly furrowed.
"The Immortal Sword has appeared. It’s finally out."
’If I can snatch it, I will.’
’And if I can’t, I’ll destroy it. I won’t let Jocelyn Grant have it for cheap.’
Thinking this, Celeste Grant immediately flew toward that location.
’That Jocelyn Grant is such a snake. I waited there for two days and didn’t see her, and the moment I step out, she sneaks off to seize her opportunity.’
Arriving once again at the depths of The Underpalace via a familiar route, Celeste Grant saw Jocelyn Grant, whom she hadn’t seen in half a month. She was meditating and in Cultivation, an ice-blue sword floating above her head.
That was the Immortal Sword.
’I tried all sorts of methods but couldn’t trigger the Forbidden Spell to awaken this sword. Yet, the moment Jocelyn Grant arrived, it came out so eagerly.’
’But what fault does the sword have? After all, it belongs to whoever can take it.’
Celeste Grant’s gaze fell upon it.
’Excellent. It’s quite beautiful.’
’One look and I can tell this sword is fated to be with me.’
’The opportunity I’ve been waiting for has arrived. Only those below the Foundation Establishment Stage can enter this Secret Realm. But the shameless part is that for the greatest opportunity here, this Immortal Sword, the Sword Spirit will only acknowledge a master at the exact moment of their breakthrough to the Golden Core Stage.’
’I don’t know if the author felt awkward when they created this setting, but Celeste Grant was feeling enough secondhand embarrassment for everyone. It was just cringey.’
Jocelyn Grant had barged in here, happened to trigger the Forbidden Spell to awaken the Immortal Sword, and even received the opportunity to break through to the Golden Core Stage.
’But with me here, how could I possibly let Jocelyn Grant break through so easily?’
Watching the Spiritual Energy converge around Jocelyn, Celeste Grant gave a sinister smile.
She found a good spot, sat down, and began her own Cultivation, preparing for Core Formation.
This time, Celeste Grant no longer suppressed her Cultivation. Instead, she activated the Great Words Immortal Cultivation Technique and began to absorb Spiritual Energy, preparing to break through to the Golden Core Stage in one go.
Celeste Grant closed her eyes, focusing her mind. Slowly, nature’s spiritual energy began to gather around her. At the same time, a leaf sprouted from her head, grew taller, and then her Spirit Root emerged from her head once more. It was that same little red flower.
At that exact moment, the Spiritual Energy that had been gathering around Jocelyn Grant was drawn to Celeste Grant instead. Nature’s spiritual energy surged madly into Celeste’s body, while not a single wisp of Spiritual Energy remained around Jocelyn.
What Celeste Grant couldn’t see was that outside The Underpalace, the sky had filled with dark, roiling thunderclouds, and darkness fell in an instant.
Seeing this, many people looked up.
"This is a Golden Core Heavenly Tribulation."
"Who’s undergoing their tribulation inside the Secret Realm? This Heavenly Tribulation looks incredibly powerful. I wonder which Immortal Sect’s disciple it is?"
This was a Heavenly Tribulation.
Something every Cultivator must experience to advance.
「Deep within The Underpalace.」
Celeste Grant had reached the critical point of her breakthrough. Meanwhile, Jocelyn Grant, who had been in the middle of her own breakthrough, was deprived of Spiritual Energy. Her advancement was cut short, and she suffered an immediate backlash. WAH—she spat out a mouthful of blood.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Celeste Grant and was so enraged she coughed up another mouthful of blood.
"Celeste Grant! It’s you again! Why do you haunt me like a ghost?!"
The thought that she had been a hair’s breadth from breaking through to the Golden Core Stage—and now not only had she failed, but she’d also suffered a backlash—sent a firestorm of rage through her.
"Celeste Grant, just go die!"
’If she died, there would be no one left to be an eyesore.’
Jocelyn Grant waved her hand, and a sword appeared in it. Using Sword Control, she sent the blade flying toward Celeste Grant in the next instant.
But how could Celeste Grant not be prepared?
’I knew she’d pull a stunt like this.’
Celeste Grant, currently meditating through her breakthrough, certainly wasn’t going to let herself be disturbed.
The next moment, she activated a Defense Treasure. Jocelyn Grant was sent flying backward, slammed into a wall, and tumbled to the ground.
"You..."
’So treacherous.’
Then she vomited blood and passed out.
Celeste Grant opened her eyes and glanced at her.
"Useless."
’Trying to fight me?’
Celeste Grant, however, continued to absorb Spiritual Energy for her breakthrough.
It was then that the Heavenly Tribulation gathered in the sky descended.
RUMBLE—
The entire Underpalace began to shake. The Heavenly Tribulation struck, blasting a huge hole in the palace ceiling above, right down to the deep chamber where she was.
The Heavenly Tribulation seemed to have eyes, striking Celeste Grant again and again, tirelessly.
The Heavenly Tribulation was ferocious, but it was still bearable.
Cold sweat slowly trickled down her forehead.
’This hurts like hell.’
"Fuck... bearable my ass!"
It felt like every bone in her body was about to shatter.
She cursed out loud.
"Can’t you hit a little harder? Is the supporting female character not even human? Who the hell gets a Heavenly Tribulation this strong just for forming a Golden Core? Fuck!"
She shot it the middle finger.
And just then...
The lightning of the Heavenly Tribulation in the sky swelled to the thickness of a water bucket.
Celeste Grant’s eyes widened.
’No way! If that thing strikes, will I even survive?’
"I was wrong! Please spare me!"
Perhaps seeing her sincere apology, the bucket-thick bolt of the Heavenly Tribulation actually dissipated without striking.
Celeste Grant wanted to cry.
’What the hell was that?’
’I used to believe in science once, you know.’
’And now you’re telling me this world actually has a Heavenly Dao with a will of its own? Well, I guess this is The Cultivation World, so having a conscious Heavenly Dao is probably normal.’
Regardless, she put her hands together and bowed, her will to survive flaring intensely.
Just a moment later, the thunderclouds dispersed.
It truly was as the saying goes: it came in a flash and left just as quickly.
And she had successfully broken through, forming her Golden Core.
A thrilling but ultimately harmless experience.
