Chapter 449 - 447: Welcome to The Demonic Domain
"Please, partake of this offering, God."
"Please, God and Madam, try our roasted meat."
Their eyes were filled with eager anticipation.
Javier Sinclair nodded slightly.
’He really didn’t want to carry the title of ’God’.’ Thinking this, he said calmly, "You may call me The Exalted One."
This made the villagers even more excited. It meant their God was still willing to protect them.
Everyone hurriedly knelt.
"Greetings, The Exalted One. Greetings, Madam."
"We pay our respects to The Exalted One and Madam."
Celeste Grant glanced at them, unable to hold back a smile. With a grand wave of her hand, she said, "You call me Madam, and you call him The Exalted One. From this day forward, all of you villagers of Kheris are now part of our Demonic Domain. Welcome to the family."
As soon as she said this, the High Priest was the first to react.
This meant that from now on, they weren’t just ordinary villagers under a God’s protection, but a part of the God’s own people. As this realization dawned on them, they all grew incredibly excited.
"Thank you, God... We are grateful for the grace of The Exalted One and Madam. All of us villagers of Kheris swear our undying loyalty."
’Excellent.’
’Just like that, I’ve recruited another batch of followers.’
’We’ll grow bigger and stronger in the future.’
’It’s only a matter of time.’
Javier Sinclair’s gaze swept over them as he said in a deep voice, "Since you are now people of my Demonic Domain, you cannot be so weak. I have some Cultivation Methods to pass on to you. Cultivate them well."
As he spoke, he lightly raised his hand. With but a single thought, he transmitted the Cultivation Methods into the villagers’ minds. The villagers felt only a slight tremor, their Divine Senses clearing for a moment before their minds were filled with new information.
The people of this village were not suited for standard Cultivation; their constitutions were ideal for Devil Cultivation. This was because three hundred years ago, a drop of his blood had merged with the body of their ancestor. So, in a sense, the villagers’ bodies had already been altered back in their ancestors’ time. This meant that if they were to practice Cultivation, they could only practice Devil Cultivation. No other path was open to them.
Celeste Grant had noticed this about their bodies as well. She glanced at Javier Sinclair and couldn’t help but comment, "The people in this village have unique constitutions. It’s like they were born to practice Devil Cultivation."
Javier Sinclair nodded slightly.
He said, "Yes. It’s because their ancestor’s body absorbed a drop of my blood, so their constitutions were altered back then."
Celeste Grant let out an "Oh."
"So that’s how it is."
At that moment, the villagers who had received the Cultivation Methods from Javier Sinclair all had expressions of gratitude.
"Thank you, The Exalted One."
"We thank The Exalted One. Thank you, Madam."
Javier Sinclair’s gaze swept over the villagers as he said, "This village is protected by an Array I set up three hundred years ago. Once you begin your Cultivation, the Array here will dissipate on its own. When that time comes, you can either continue to live here or leave."
This place was isolated from the rest of the world.
However, once they cultivated to the Foundation Establishment stage, they would be able to fly using Object Manipulation. They could leave this place from the sky without having to walk through the black mist. As for why previous Cultivators who came here couldn’t leave, it was because his Array suppressed their Cultivation, preventing them from flying out.
Seeing the villagers’ confused expressions, Celeste Grant added, "Once the Array here dissipates, you will no longer be resurrected if you die. A normal person’s life is short, ending naturally after a hundred years. But once you become Cultivators, a hundred years is just the beginning. Your lifespans will become very long—you could live for two hundred years, five hundred, or even a thousand. So a hundred years will be but a fleeting moment in your long lives."
Her words made them finally understand what the Cultivation Method from The Exalted One truly represented.
HISS...
Upon hearing Celeste Grant’s words, the villagers present couldn’t help but gasp. ’Isn’t this the Longevity Technique recorded in the ancient texts? The power of a God is truly immense!’
"We swear our undying loyalty to The Exalted One and Madam!"
In that moment, their loyalty to Javier Sinclair and Celeste Grant reached its absolute peak. In other words, with just a single word from them, these people would believe it without hesitation and go through fire and water for them. For these villagers, their God was the faith that had sustained them all along.
’Although, this is a bit like they’ve been brainwashed.’
’Still, in the fantasy Cultivation World, being able to gain the protection of a powerful figure is a blessing in itself. After all, it’s a fact that it’s nice to have a powerful backer; with a strong mountain to lean on, no one would dare to bully you. At least for a villainous boss like Javier Sinclair, while he is as ruthless as a whirlwind toward his enemies, he’s fiercely protective of his own people.’
On this point, Celeste Grant trusted him completely.
"Since you’re one of us now, I have a few things to say. The outside world is very dangerous. Cultivators fight over Cultivation Resources, and killing for treasures is unavoidable. So I suggest you continue to live here for the time being."
"Of course, I’m not saying you should never go out. But if you want to see the outside world, you should at least wait until you reach the Golden Core stage. And even when you do go out, you must be careful. If you encounter an enemy, don’t be soft-hearted. Don’t waste time preaching morals to them; when it’s time to act, act. And remember the most important thing: if you run into an enemy and you have the numbers for a group fight, you must not get into a one-on-one duel just to save some worthless pride. Otherwise, you won’t even know what killed you."
In that moment, their idealized image of a God gained a new layer of understanding. ’So, this is how high and mighty gods are... so cunning. Ptooey, ptooey, our Madam isn’t cunning, is she? That’s just being clever enough to prevent trouble before it starts.’
They nodded repeatedly, indicating they had taken her words to heart.
Celeste Grant added, "Also, our Demonic Domain and the Immortal Domain are mortal enemies. If you do go out, it’s best not to reveal your identities. You can come to the Demonic Domain first and join us there."
’Even though she had only just ascended here herself, knowing how brazen her man was, the Demonic Domain and the Immortal Domain were definitely irreconcilable enemies. She wasn’t just giving them a little extra warning; it was because the people of this village were far too simple and honest.’
’It would be fine if they stayed here forever, but if they ever left, with their personalities, they’d be swindled out of their last penny if she didn’t warn them.’
’So this was the world of The Exalted One and Madam.’
The villagers’ faces were now serious, their eyes firm with determination.
’Then they must cultivate diligently. They had to strive to be helpful in the future, not a burden to The Exalted One and Madam. To follow their God... no, to follow in the footsteps of The Exalted One and Madam, they must become strong.’
Afterward, Celeste Grant and Javier Sinclair ate the roasted meat the villagers brought them and watched a dance performed by the young women of the village.
A festival with a God present was truly a world apart from one without.
The lively celebration continued late into the night.
It went on until Javier Sinclair picked up Celeste Grant, and they flew away from the village, leaving the villagers standing there, watching their figures disappear.
"We respectfully bid you farewell, The Exalted One."
"We respectfully bid you farewell, Madam."
From that day on, the people of Kheris were part of the Demonic Domain.