Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

The main issue was that The Exalted One was looking at her like a stranger. That just wasn’t right.

With that thought, she walked over and stopped a step away from him. Nerida raised an eyebrow slightly and couldn’t help but ask, "The Exalted One, do you still remember who I am?"

Javier Sinclair took a step back. "Who are you? Don’t get so close. I’m not interested in other women." ’He belonged to Celeste, and Celeste alone.’

It was strange. He clearly didn’t know her, yet he subconsciously felt that the woman before him was a bit familiar. And for some unknown reason, he also felt a dull ache in his rear end.

Of course, the current Javier Sinclair would never have guessed that this was because the *other* Javier Sinclair had often gotten his butt kicked and spanked by Nerida whenever he was being stubborn and disobedient as a child. So, it was perfectly normal for Javier Sinclair to feel an ache in his rear whenever he saw Nerida.

Nerida: "..."

She pointed to herself and said irritably, "The Exalted One, do you even hear yourself? You’re so narcissistic. I’ve seen you running around with a bare butt as a kid. What kind of improper thoughts could I possibly have about you? Honestly."

’Sigh! His memory might be gone, but his personality is still the same. He even knows to stay faithful to his wife.’

’What? What?! This female Demon Cultivator named Nerida had seen him bare-butted as a kid?’ Javier Sinclair’s face instantly flushed red with embarrassment. ’No, no, that wasn’t me. How could that possibly be me?’

’That was the other Javier Sinclair! The ex-husband!’

With a pained expression, Javier Sinclair blurted out, "Don’t talk nonsense! That wasn’t me! Stop making things up!"

Elder Lawson raised his hand.

"I’ve seen it too, The Exalted One."

On the other side, Elder Warren also raised his hand.

"I’ve seen it too."

Javier Sinclair’s face turned red.

Fuck.

Damn it.

’It was clearly the old Javier Sinclair’s embarrassing moment, yet he, the newcomer, was being forced to take the blame. It was so infuriating!’

He let out a dry, cold laugh. "Shut up."

Everyone chuckled mischievously and immediately fell silent.

They knew when to stop; after all, The Exalted One had his pride to maintain. In truth, they felt they had all gotten much bolder. If this were before The Exalted One had gotten married, they never would have dared to bring up things from his past.

But they weren’t wrong.

In the early days of the Cultivation World, the Bloodfiend Den didn’t exist yet. Back then, they had all met Nerida while fighting over treasures in a Secret Realm; you could say they became friends through fighting. Afterward, Nerida went out and picked up a scrawny little kid, whom she raised ever since. That scrawny kid was The Exalted One. It was said that when the Left Protector found The Exalted One, he was being chased down the street by a pack of wild dogs.

After The Exalted One was brought back, they discovered he possessed a natural Demon Cultivation Constitution, a cultivation prodigy the likes of which is seen only once in ten thousand.

Their Exalted One was rather lazy. He wouldn’t go out of his way to provoke others, but far too many people came looking for a death sentence. So he killed, and killed, and killed. He fought wherever he went, and by the time he looked back, he was already standing at the apex as the Demonic Sovereign. Even the name "Bloodfiend Den" was something The Exalted One had casually come up with after they suggested it.

That was why other people’s sects all had such impressive-sounding names. But when it came to theirs, it was just "Bloodfiend Den," which sounded a bit odd.

Who could have imagined that scrawny little kid would become The Exalted One, the most revered figure in all of the Demonic Sects, a being whose name alone made both the Immortal and Demonic Paths tremble in fear? Of course, that was in the past. Now, both paths felt nothing but respect and awe for him.

It was he who had saved all living beings in the Cultivation World, and now, the Immortal and Demonic Paths were filled with gratitude for his actions.

Seeing the look of existential crisis on Javier Sinclair’s face, Celeste Grant, who was standing to the side, couldn’t help but laugh.

She walked over to Javier Sinclair’s side and linked her arm with his. "Don’t be embarrassed. You can just think of it as something that happened to my ’ex-husband.’"

Javier Sinclair sighed inwardly. "..."

’These Demon Cultivators haven’t even noticed that I’m a different person. So I really am that similar to the other Javier Sinclair. From my Primordial Spirit’s aura to this face, we’re exactly the same.’ Thinking that the other Javier Sinclair might be an incarnation of his own Primordial Spirit, he found it easier to accept.

’It’s not important.’

’I’ll just treat him as a dead ex-husband.’

’In the future, as long as I have Cirrus, that’s better than anything.’

Seeing that the two of them were alright, Nerida couldn’t help but smile.

She glanced at Javier Sinclair and gently patted his arm. "It’s good that you’re back, The Exalted One. Losing your memory is no big deal. Your wife won’t hold it against you."

Javier Sinclair: "..."

He couldn’t stop himself from blurting out, "Nerida, whose subordinate are you, anyway?"

Nerida glanced at him and said lightly, "My lady’s." She chuckled. "The Exalted One, you’re a grown man now. You don’t need me anymore. But my lady does. She can’t be without me."

Javier Sinclair: "This is mutiny! Utter mutiny!" ’Wait, why did I just say that? And why does that phrase feel so familiar, as if I’ve said it before?’

’I must have been influenced by that foolish other Javier Sinclair.’

As he was thinking, he saw his wife get pulled away by Nerida. Celeste Grant was introducing Nana Warren to her. "Nerida, this is Nana Warren. In that other world, she always handled things for me and is very capable. Please get along well in the future. This is her mother, Mae Grant. They have already joined the Bloodfiend Den."

Anyone personally brought back by her lady was surely someone she trusted deeply. Therefore, Nerida didn’t look down on Nana Warren for her low cultivation level. Instead, she smiled and said, "Welcome to the family."

Nana Warren was also very happy and shook her hand. "It’s a pleasure to meet you."

"Mm. Now that you’re here, you’re one of us. As long as you serve our lady faithfully, you will certainly be well-rewarded."

Next, Celeste Grant introduced Elder Lawson and the others to Nana Warren, letting everyone get acquainted.

During this time, Leo, being naturally friendly, quickly built a good rapport with everyone and even gave them gifts. Although they were just some snacks and drinks—things from that other world—everyone happily accepted them. They especially loved the nuts and other treats; they were so delicious.

After introducing Leo to them, Celeste Grant stepped back and walked over to Javier Sinclair, linking her arm with his. "Archfiend, let me show you around so you can get familiar with our home."

Javier Sinclair had been feeling uninterested, but as soon as he heard her say "show you around our home," he immediately felt a sense of comfort. The tips of his ears turned slightly red as he said, "I’m not a three-year-old."

Celeste Grant pulled him along. "Let’s go. You’ve lost your memory, so you don’t remember anything. I’ll take you for a walk so you can get reacquainted."

"As you wish."

He agreed, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. Javier Sinclair truly felt as if he had arrived in a strange, new world. But with her by his side, everything felt alright again.

The two of them didn’t ask for any company. It was just Celeste and Javier Sinclair, touring every corner of the Bloodfiend Den.

She even took Javier Sinclair to the place where he had proposed to her.

They also visited the various mountain peaks, grand halls, and corridors.

At each location, Celeste Grant would explain its significance to him.

"That’s Elder Carter’s hall over there."

"And over there is Elder Warren’s..."

Finally, the two of them arrived at their residence, Cloud Abyss Hall.