Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss-Chapter 78 - 76: Love Has Yet to Come, the Winds and Clouds Suddenly Change
Two days.
She had finally learned to fly.
High in the sky, Celeste Grant stood steadily on her sword. A transparent layer of Spiritual Energy enveloped her, shielding her from the resistance of the wind.
Without that Spiritual Energy protecting her, the wind from flying fast enough would blow you right off, let alone let you move forward.
The wind billowed her robes, making Celeste Grant look ethereal and fairy-like. Who would have thought that one day, she too would be flying through the sky just like in the TV shows?
At this very moment, she really wanted to say something. ’My dear family, you gotta believe in science.’
The end of science is metaphysics, and she was now a firm believer in the science of Cultivation. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
Before her, clouds wreathed mountains and rivers. She could fly high or low as she pleased, and she had to admit, the feeling was incredible.
At that moment, a scene from a xianxia drama she’d once watched came to mind, and she couldn’t help but sing a line or two. "Before love has arrived, the world is thrown into turmoil. All who are loyal and true shall return..."
Her voice drifted between the mountains. Although she sang it a bit off-key, it couldn’t dampen her good mood. She just had to sing something.
She continued her flight, her figure weaving through the mountains with carefree ease.
As she passed over a small mortal town, she happened to spot a Demonic Beast that had entered the mortal domain. The people below were in a state of chaos, all of them screaming for help.
"AHHH..."
"No!"
"Help! Daddy... Mommy..."
"Run! The Demonic Beast is here!"
Celeste Grant came to a halt.
Standing on her sword, she frowned slightly as she looked down, her gaze falling upon the Demonic Beast.
It was a Fifth Rank Demonic Beast, a Fire Element Blazewolf. In The Cultivation World, it wouldn’t be considered much, but if it ran amok in the mortal lands, it was a catastrophe for ordinary people.
Several houses in the town were already on fire—flames spat out by the Demonic Beast.
’This area is under the jurisdiction of an Immortal Sect. How could a Demonic Beast just run into a mortal town with no one to handle it?’
’What the hell are those Immortal Sect people even doing?’
’They spend all day shouting slogans about slaying demons and defending The Righteous Path, acting like the whole world would collapse without them. But now that they’re actually needed, where are they? Dropped dead somewhere? Their response time could use some serious improvement. By the time they get here, everyone will probably be dead.’
Below, the people were still fleeing for their lives. It looked like a few had already been killed.
"Run!"
"My child! My child!"
A woman watched as her daughter fell to the ground. She rushed forward and swept the girl into her arms, just as the Demonic Beast lunged toward them.
Celeste Grant’s eyes turned cold.
"Primordial Sword."
Celeste Grant extended her hand.
The next moment, the sword beneath her feet shot into her hand with a SWOOSH. Gripping the blade, Celeste Grant dove down and slashed at the Demonic Beast.
With a single stroke, Sword Qi rippled out, and the Demonic Beast was instantly decapitated. Her sword possessed an ice-cold attribute; wherever the Sword Qi passed, a layer of frost formed on the ground and rooftops.
Despite the sweltering heat of the day, a sudden chill filled the air.
Blood splattered, splashing onto the face of the little girl held in the woman’s arms.
The woman, shielding her child, had been certain they were about to die. She never expected to be unharmed. Instead, she saw the Demonic Beast’s body lying on the ground nearby, its head severed.
The little girl in her arms was the first to react. Her bright eyes were fixed on Celeste Grant, filled with boundless yearning and adoration.
"Mama, it’s an Immortal sister!"
Hearing this, Celeste Grant subconsciously turned her head.
’An Immortal? Where?’
Then, she touched her own head and chuckled.
’I’m so silly. Isn’t that what I am now? To ordinary mortals, an Immortal Sect Disciple is an Immortal.’
Seeing that the Demonic Beast had been slain, the mortals who had witnessed the scene all dropped to their knees.
"Thank you, Immortal, for saving our lives!"
"Thank you for saving us, Immortal!"
They had all thought they wouldn’t escape with their lives today.
They never imagined a woman would descend from the heavens and slay the Demonic Beast.
’She’s so strong.’
The woman with the child finally snapped out of it and hurriedly knelt down, still holding her daughter, to thank Celeste Grant. Her eyes shone with the good fortune of surviving a disaster. "Thank you! Thank you, Immortal, for saving me and my daughter’s lives!"
Celeste Grant looked at them.
"It was nothing," she said coolly. "All of you, please rise."
Looking at the fires burning before them, Celeste Grant formed a hand seal and directly used Magic. She cultivated a Water Element Technique, which was perfect for making it rain.
WHOOSH...
In just a moment, the fires started by the Demonic Beast were completely extinguished.
"So powerful!"
"These are the methods of an Immortal! She made it rain just like that!"
Everyone looked on with adoration. This was an Immortal; with a casual display of Magic, she could save them and summon rain.
Well, to be fair, with Celeste Grant’s current level of Cultivation, she could only cover a small area. She wasn’t capable of causing a large-scale downpour.
Now that she had killed the Demonic Beast, Celeste Grant prepared to leave.
Just as she was about to depart, an elderly man stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Honorable Immortal, may I ask which Immortal Sect you belong to and what your title is? Once our town has recovered, we wish to write of your deeds and erect a longevity tablet in your honor."
’A longevity tablet?’
Celeste Grant gave a dry laugh.
’That’s... really not necessary!’
Of course, she knew the tablet they were talking about wasn’t a memorial tablet for the dead, but still, it really wasn’t necessary.
"There’s no need. Just live well from now on."
As she spoke, her gaze swept over them. "Besides, I think you’ve made a mistake. I’m not a member of any Immortal Sect. On the contrary, I’ve joined one of The Demonic Sects. I appreciate the thought, but let’s forget about the longevity tablet. I’m not some great figure who deserves one."
Still, she thought, she was the one who had saved them.
With that, she extended her hand, and a Token from the Bloodfiend Den appeared in her palm. Remembering she was in The Mortal Realm, she casually drew a rune that sank into the Token. It immediately transformed into an ordinary wooden plaque, its true nature hidden.
She casually tossed it to the old man.
The old man caught it, looking at it with some confusion.
Celeste Grant explained, "I was just passing through today. Keep this Token. If you’re ever attacked by a Demonic Beast again, drip some blood on it. A disciple will sense it and come to your aid."
The old man’s heart filled with joy, and he looked at her with excitement.
This was, without a doubt, a promise of protection for their small town.
"My lady, which Sect are you from?"
Celeste Grant stated coolly,
"The Bloodfiend Den."
The old man standing before her froze, likely not expecting to hear that name.
In his youth, he had traveled the outside world. He knew of the Bloodfiend Den. It was a power strong enough to oppose the major Immortal Sects, the number one faction of The Demonic Sects.
For people from a tiny, forgotten corner of the world like theirs, things like The Righteous Path or The Demonic Sects were all too remote.
