Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss-Chapter 73 - 71: She Borrowed a Bottle of Blood from the Female Lead and Kept It

Chapter 73: Chapter 71: She Borrowed a Bottle of Blood from the Female Lead and Kept It

’This is the female lead, after all!’

’She hasn’t even met her two-hundred-pound male lead yet. How can she be so irresponsible, just lying here? One must finish what they start; you can’t just give up halfway.’

’I guess I’ll just have to help her out. Who can blame me? I just can’t stand to see lovers separated. People in love should be tied together—to death.’

With that thought, she instantly made her decision.

Celeste Grant reached out and used her Magic. An invisible force bound the person from afar, hoisting her up. Carrying her, Celeste flew out of The Underpalace.

After she brought Jocelyn Grant outside, the palace instantly sank, collapsing with a great ROAR into a pile of ruins.

Of course, the Heavenly Tribulation was one reason. Another was that the Immortal Sword had emerged, breaking the Arrays and Forbidden Spells that had been set up here.

She casually tossed Jocelyn Grant onto the ground.

Celeste Grant took a vial from her Storage Ring. She grabbed one of Jocelyn’s hands and slashed it open with the edge of her own.

She immediately began collecting the blood.

’I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time. The female lead’s blood is extremely useful in this book. It might come in handy later, so I’ll just take some to keep. I can’t have the female lead doing free labor every single time.’ 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Aah..."

The pain woke the unconscious Jocelyn Grant, and she tried to get up. Celeste knocked her out again with a single slap. "I didn’t say you could wake up yet."

She filled a small vial with blood and put it away.

Gazing at the person on the ground, she smiled gently and whispered.

"Female lead, do you want a husband or not?"

"Of course you do."

With a wave of her hand, she used Magic to envelop Jocelyn and flew off, treading on the air.

She took the unconscious Jocelyn Grant straight to the place where the Hallucinogenic Flowers grew.

She was now a Golden Core Stage Cultivator. Although she hadn’t learned Sword Flight yet, treading on air for a short period was no problem.

Her figure hovered in the air as she pinpointed the location, then she directly dropped the person down.

"You two have fun now. And don’t forget to invite me to your baby’s one-month celebration."

The spot below was precisely where Morgan Quinn was located.

’Even without my help, according to the plot, these two were destined to tumble into bed together anyway. So I’m just lending a hand, fulfilling the destiny of fated lovers.’

She stroked her chin.

With a wave, several Memory Stones appeared before her. Celeste Grant drew a rune with her hand, and the Memory Stones slowly descended, coming to rest not far from them.

’I’ll just record this. I can send it to all of Jocelyn Grant’s future paramours.’

’One for each of them.’

’How could I be so kind?’

Celeste Grant sneered.

She turned and left.

She had no desire to stay. After all, looking at something so filthy might just blind her.

「Meanwhile.」

Down below, Morgan Quinn had just managed to pull himself out of the dirt when he saw a woman in red falling from the sky, growing larger and larger before his eyes. Then, she crashed into him, and he was knocked unconscious.

When the two of them woke up, they found themselves touching each other.

At that moment, under the influence of the Hallucinogenic Flowers, they were uncontrollably drawn to each other, calling one another "brother" and "sister"... sparks flew, and the two of them ended up rolling around together.

When Jocelyn Grant came to her senses and saw the person beside her, she couldn’t help but scream.

"AHHH! Get... get... get away from me! Who are you?"

"Where’s Brother Quinn?"

She clearly remembered the man she was with yesterday was devastatingly handsome. He even told her to call him Brother Quinn.

"It’s me."

Morgan Quinn said, "I am the Son of Sword of The Crimson Sun Sect, Morgan Quinn."

He hadn’t expected to encounter such a beautiful female cultivator here. Since they had already become intimate, he would reluctantly agree to take her as his Taoist Companion.

"Rest assured, I will take responsibility for you."

Jocelyn Grant’s face was now a mask of horror.

"Who wants you to take responsibility?!"

Hearing this, Jocelyn Grant’s face twisted with fury.

"That Senior Brother Quinn from The Crimson Sun Sect... I’ve met him! He looks nothing like a fat pig like you! A lowly person like you dares to covet me? Get out! Get the hell away from me!"

Jocelyn Grant waved her hand, took a set of clothes from her Storage Ring, and put them on.

Looking at the man before her now, she felt nothing but terror and disgust. To think she had been with a man like *this*... How dare he? How was he worthy?

She couldn’t hold it back and vomited.

"BLEGH..."

"Get away! Stay far away from me!"

"You disgusting man! You think you’re worthy of touching me?"

She was Jocelyn Grant, the beloved Junior Sister of the Azure Sky Sect. Countless men adored her. With just a crook of her finger, there were plenty of men willing to die for her.

How dare this ugly freak before her touch her? The thought of having spent the night with him...

Jocelyn Grant instantly threw up again. In that moment, her pride was trampled into the dust. Always so arrogant, she felt her Dao heart shatter.

’No. I have to kill him.’

Meeting her loathing gaze, Morgan Quinn finally remembered he was in someone else’s body. His face turned red and his neck swelled with anger.

"You think I wanted to end up like this?! It was those Demon Cultivators!" If he hadn’t been ambushed and forced to use a Forbidden Technique to escape, how could he have ended up this way?

"Bitch! Even you dare to despise me? You dare to find me disgusting?!"

He pushed himself up and slapped her across the face.

Morgan Quinn currently had the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Caught off guard, Jocelyn Grant was sent flying by the blow.

It had to be said, Jocelyn Grant was truly the female lead. Even in such a sorry state, her face was still beautiful. She had a look that would inspire pity in anyone who saw her.

Even Morgan Quinn found himself inexplicably drawn to her.

Jocelyn Grant clutched her face.

"You dare hit me? You fat pig, you dare hit me?!"

"I’ll kill you!"

Jocelyn Grant got to her feet.

A sword appeared in her hand, and she charged straight at Morgan Quinn. Morgan was already severely injured, and his Cultivation was now low. Just like that, Jocelyn Grant ran him through with her sword.

She was ruthless.

She directly destroyed his Dantian, crippling Morgan Quinn’s Cultivation.

He slowly collapsed to the ground.

"You... bitch."

At this point, Jocelyn Grant was in a killing frenzy.

"Just die!"

"Die!"

Morgan Quinn was stabbed many more times, and lay there breathless in a pool of his own blood. Until the moment of his death, he couldn’t understand how his trip out had ended like this.

Shouldn’t he be the high and mighty Son of Sword of The Crimson Sun Sect?

Seeing that Morgan Quinn was dead...

...Jocelyn Grant finally felt her Dao heart stabilize a little.

She thought back to The Underpalace, how she’d been knocked out by Celeste Grant. The Immortal Sword must have been taken by her.

’Damn it, I was so close.’

She had a feeling that none of this was supposed to happen this way. That was clearly her fateful opportunity.

’And why can Celeste Grant cultivate now? And how is she so strong? Shouldn’t she be my stepping stone forever? Shouldn’t she be that good-for-nothing forever?’

’Damn her!’

’When we were children, I was overshadowed by her, bullied by her and Second Uncle’s family. Why do I still have to be suppressed by Celeste Grant now?’

’This man must have been arranged by Celeste Grant, too.’

’She must be getting revenge on me for throwing her to those roadside Evil Cultivators.’

"Celeste Grant, I won’t let you get away with this!"

"I shouldn’t have been soft-hearted and let you live back then."

Her breakthrough had failed.

And she had been injured by the Defensive Magical Artifact. She needed to find a place to recover and heal.

Jocelyn Grant spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then she left, sword in hand.

「The next day.」

When Celeste Grant returned, she saw Morgan Quinn’s corpse.

He looked as dead as could be.

"Tragic. Truly tragic."

"It seems the love between our male and female leads wasn’t very deep."

At that moment,

Celeste Grant understood something.

’Only the female lead can kill the male lead so easily.’

’This female lead halo is really powerful.’

She casually collected the Memory Stones.

She turned and left the area.

She prepared to rendezvous with the disciples of the Bloodfiend Den and then leave the Secret Realm.