Chapter 391 - 389: The Bed Collapsed
"Daisy, let’s go to bed."
She glanced up, a little embarrassed. "Okay." As she spoke, her hands seemed to have a mind of their own, scooping him up and placing him on the bed.
"Leo Forrest, you’re so handsome."
"You’re beautiful too, Daisy. You’re the most beautiful female cultivator I’ve ever seen."
"I’m not actually pretty. You’re just the only one who thinks so. The other cultivators out there call me a gorilla and a tigress." ’It’s a bit harsh, but it’s true.’
Hearing this, Gideon got angry. "Who said that? I’ll smash their faces in next time I see them. It’s because they have no taste. Your figure is amazing, Daisy. You’re so tall and strong."
Meanwhile, a crowd of Demon Cultivators was crammed together outside the door.
They were back again.
Listening to the conversation inside, they couldn’t help but shudder at the cheesy lines. "Hurry up... Why are they still chatting? This is killing me! I’ve got a thousand Spirit Stones riding on this!"
They just wanted to know who would be on top, given Daisy’s and the groom’s physiques. Just as their curiosity peaked, they heard a loud CRASH from inside the room—the distinct sound of a bed collapsing under pressure.
At the sound, the Demon Cultivators at the door froze for a moment, then burst out laughing once they realized what had happened.
"Hahaha..."
"Brother-in-law! Daisy! Are you two okay?"
"The bed collapsed! That’s quite a commotion."
"Whoa, impressive!"
Just then, a voice came from inside the room.
It was Daisy Grant’s.
"Like hell we are..."
The roar of a tigress.
Outside, Aaron Sinclair walked over, carrying a large bed on his shoulder. "Well, everyone’s here, I see."
Seeing him, the Demon Cultivators quickly stood up and bowed.
"Greetings, Young Master."
"Your humble subordinate greets the Young Master."
One of the Demon Cultivators stared in shock at the large bed Aaron was holding with just one hand. He spoke up, "Young Master, how did you know the bed in the bridal chamber had collapsed? And to bring a new one over, just like that!"
"Collapsed? What collapsed?" Aaron blinked, surprised. "Are you saying the bed in their room collapsed? I had no idea." He was just there to deliver a gift. "This bed is my wedding present for Daisy and her husband. It’s made from the finest Thousand-year-old Cloud Wood. You could sleep on it for hundreds, even a thousand years, and it wouldn’t break. I had two of them made; I had the other one sent to Rook’s room."
Just then, the door opened.
Daisy Grant and Gideon Forrest were standing there. The first thing Daisy saw was the large bed Aaron was holding with one hand, and her eyes lit up.
The two of them hurried forward to bow to Aaron Sinclair.
"Your subordinate greets the Young Master."
"Greetings, Young Master."
"At ease." Aaron glanced at them and said, "This is my wedding gift to you. With this bed, you’ll never have to worry about it collapsing again."
Hearing this, Gideon, who was standing beside Daisy, blushed beet red. "Thank you."
Daisy, on the other hand, was overjoyed. "Young Master, this gift is exactly what I needed!" ’Our wedding night hadn’t even begun, and the bed already collapsed. The Young Master’s gift is a godsend. Otherwise, my beloved and I would have had to sleep on the floor tonight.’
As she spoke, she walked forward and took the bed from him.
She carried it directly into the room on her shoulder.
Aaron glanced at the eavesdroppers and gestured with his hand. "You lot, go take the broken bed out. What are you all crowding around for? Scram, scram."
The Young Master had spoken.
Of course, they had to listen.
"Yes, Young Master."
It was indeed time to leave.
Otherwise, if Daisy got angry, they’d be in for a pounding.
After the bed was replaced, Aaron waved his hand and led the eavesdropping Demon Cultivators away, and silence returned to the bridal chamber. Inside, Daisy and Gideon looked at each other and couldn’t help but laugh. The events of tonight would probably be a memory they’d cherish for a lifetime.
She glanced at the new bed. "Made of Thousand-year-old Cloud Wood. This one should be sturdy enough."
To ensure they wouldn’t be disturbed,
Daisy used her magic to cast a barrier.
This time, there were finally no interruptions.
And the bed didn’t collapse!
They had a wonderful night.
...
「The next day.」
When Celeste Grant and Javier Sinclair returned from their trip, they heard all about the previous night’s events from their son. Aaron even bragged about how prescient his gift had been.
Even Celeste was surprised to hear it. She hadn’t expected so much to have happened while she and Javier were away on a romantic trip.
But in any case, the matter had been brought to a Perfect conclusion. Now, it was time for her to attend to her own business.
Thinking of her son, Celeste looked up at him and said, "Son, I’m going to The Forbidden Land to enter seclusion and focus on my cultivation. You need to cultivate diligently too, you hear? Then the three of us can ascend to The Upper Realm together."
Speaking of The Upper Realm reminded her of Jocelyn Grant’s mother. ’The last time that woman’s avatar descended to the Lower Realm to kill me, it was utterly destroyed, not even a speck of ash left behind. With her avatar obliterated by Kaelus, her main body’s Primordial Spirit must have been severely wounded. I wonder how she’s doing now. I’ve been a little ’worried’ about her, after all.’
’As long as my enemies live,’
’I can never be at ease.’
’First it was Jocelyn Grant, now it’s her mother.’
’Don’t talk to me about ’forgive and forget’—that’s all bullshit. In The Cultivation World, if you make an enemy, you have to eradicate them completely, root and stem. Otherwise, you never know when they’ll come for your life.’
With that in mind, she said aloud, "Jocelyn Grant’s mother is from The Upper Realm, and I have no idea what her cultivation level is. She won’t take it lying down after her avatar failed to kill me last time. So when we go to The Upper Realm, we’ll definitely have to face her. In short, we must work hard to raise our cultivation."
A cold glint appeared in Aaron Sinclair’s eyes.
’He didn’t care who she was. If she dared to harm his mother, he would take her life when he ascended.’ Thinking this, Aaron said, "Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll definitely cultivate hard. I won’t let anyone bully you, even in The Upper Realm."
Bully?
Javier Sinclair glanced at the mother and son.
"Have you two forgotten about me?" He gently patted his son’s head and said, "As long as I’m here, I will protect you both."
’As for those who lack foresight...’
’If they really have a death wish...’
’Javier Sinclair figured he wouldn’t mind obliging them.’
Aaron linked his arms with his parents, one on each side.
"Yes. We’ll all go to The Upper Realm together."
’As long as the family is together, everything will be fine.’
At that thought, Aaron’s gaze shifted to Celeste’s stomach. "Mom, there’s still no sign of my chubby little baby sister. When will I get to meet her?"
Celeste gave a faint smile.
"Ask your father."
"What about it, Dad?"
"You’re asking me...? Can I give birth? Just wait. I’m more impatient than you are!" ’His chubby little daughter... when would he finally get to hold her? That ex-husband rival of his already has a grown son; he couldn’t be one-upped by not having a daughter of his own.’
Celeste: "..."
’I want one too!’ she thought.
「A few days later.」
After giving some final instructions,
Celeste Grant went to The Forbidden Land to enter seclusion and focus on her cultivation.
Javier Sinclair went with her.
He didn’t need to cultivate.
So, while Celeste cultivated in the depths of The Forbidden Land, he stood guard outside, watching over her without disturbing her, never leaving her side.