Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

While she didn’t need any financial support, she did manage to get her son registered for residency here.

A small matter like this was incredibly simple for the state. In fact, even if Celeste Grant hadn’t brought it up, the government already had the same idea. They just assumed she and her family wouldn’t be interested.

So, the moment Celeste Grant proposed registering her son, they immediately dispatched someone to handle it. Not only did they register her son, but they also added his biological father to Celeste Grant’s registration documents, with Celeste herself listed as the head of the household, of course.

Setting aside her son and the child’s father, Celeste Grant herself was a Void Refinement Realm Cultivator. It stood to reason that her son and husband were also incredibly powerful.

And so, they moved with incredible speed to register Celeste Grant’s son and the yet-to-appear Javier Sinclair. It was as if they were afraid she would change her mind if they delayed even for a second.

Once registered, it meant Celeste Grant’s entire family officially belonged to Veridia. Gaining two Immortal Cultivation Powers as patrons was a massive boon for the country. Only a fool would turn down such an opportunity.

Befriending such powerful individuals would be beneficial for future development; who knew when they might need the help of Comrade Grant and her family.

As for the medal, Aaron Sinclair found it fascinating.

He obviously wasn’t from this world, yet when the medal was conferred upon him, he was overcome by a sense of solemnity and sanctity.

The feeling made him feel as though Earth was now under his protection. If anyone with a death wish dared to cause trouble here, they would become his enemy.

After the government officials left,

Hearing her son’s words,

Celeste Grant patted his shoulder and smiled.

"That’s perfectly normal. Because you’re my son, you’ve inherited the innate sense of responsibility that comes with being a citizen of Veridia. ’May the world find peace, may our nation flourish and prosper’—that sentiment is etched into our very bones."

Even after all her time fighting and killing in the Cultivation World, that sense of belonging hadn’t changed a bit upon her return. She didn’t get a big head just because she came back stronger, thinking she was some kind of peerless ’Skyfire Dragon.’ Not at all.

She would never forget where her roots were, or who she was.

Aaron Sinclair nodded with a serious expression. "From now on, this is my home too." ’My mother’s homeland, wherever my mother is—that is my home,’ he thought.

「In the days that followed.」

Celeste Grant’s life returned to its peaceful rhythm as she and her son settled into the modern world.

Her son was filled with curiosity about this new world, so he would frequently disappear, zipping all over the globe.

Aaron Sinclair took a great liking to the food of this world. He discovered countless new dishes he’d never tried before, all of which tasted wonderful. His only complaint was that the ingredients lacked Spiritual Energy; otherwise, the flavors would have been even more exquisite.

And so,

he ate his way from east to west, from south to north.

Celeste Grant bought him a new smartphone.

With a world map in his hand, he could go anywhere he pleased.

He also discovered that his mother’s country was orderly and well-governed from top to bottom. Everyone abided by the law, making for a peaceful, rule-of-law society. After coming from a world where fights and killings could break out at any moment, Aaron Sinclair found it a little hard to adjust. Still, he thought this kind of world was quite nice.

Celeste Grant let her son do as he pleased.

However, she did give him one special instruction.

In this world, the law was supreme.

He absolutely had to be an upstanding young man here.

"Don’t worry, Mom. Do I look like the type to go around causing trouble?" He then looked toward his mother and continued, "But Mom, aren’t you worried your son will be kidnapped by bad guys? I’m still just a kid, you know. How can you be so at ease with me going out all by myself? What if I run into a bad person? Oh, I’m so scared."

’Forget this world, even back in the Cultivation World, if someone tried to kidnap her son, they’d be the ones in for a world of hurt, not this little rascal.’

The corner of Celeste Grant’s mouth twitched.

"Son, do you even hear yourself? Shoo, go on. Go wherever you want."

"*Sob sob sob,* I’m not Mommy’s favorite little treasure anymore."

"Aaron Sinclair, are you three years old?"

"Actually, I’m five."

"Get lost."

The days passed, one after another.

「Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.」

Celeste Grant hadn’t seen Javier Sinclair once since her visit to his Sea of the Primordial Spirit.

She had tried many times to enter his Primordial Spirit again, only to find she couldn’t even sense his presence, let alone enter it. This made her worry about Javier Sinclair’s condition. He was powerful, yes, but there was always a higher mountain to climb, a greater power to face. Even if he was the Demon God, who knew if some old nemesis was out there, plotting against him?

Over the past six months, the ambient Spiritual Energy had grown denser, not just in their country, but all across the globe. However, the concentration of Spiritual Energy was by far the highest within Veridia’s borders.

At first, people in other countries didn’t believe in the ’Spiritual Energy Revival’ at all, let alone the idea that people in Veridia could practice Cultivation. By the time they finally sensed the Spiritual Energy for themselves, they discovered that Veridia had already entered an era of nationwide Cultivation.

There’s a saying: ’Even a pig can fly if it’s in the right place at the right time.’ It might sound crude, but it’s the undeniable truth.

And right now, with two Spirit Veins located within Veridia’s territory, they were definitely in the right place.

「Over these six months.」

Across the nation, from elementary schools to universities, every educational institution had introduced Cultivation courses. Not only that, but students would gather on the athletic fields in the mornings and evenings for group Cultivation sessions. The government also arranged public lectures, which were available for download on official websites and played on a loop in schools daily.

The Cultivators teaching these courses were said to be from the very first group of people in the country to begin practicing Cultivation. Each of them recorded video lessons for public instruction, holding nothing back. They truly embodied the national aspiration for every citizen of Veridia to become as mighty as a dragon, for everyone to achieve success in their Cultivation.

Those with exceptional talent received special attention from the state and were often recruited to serve the nation.

In addition, the state also constructed special Cultivation centers across the country. These state-built facilities were clearly marked. Depending on your Spirit Root and Cultivation Technique, you could go to the appropriate center to practice. Every day, staff organized by local community committees would be there to lead group Cultivation sessions.

Most citizens of Veridia had now stepped into the First Level of Energy Refining. The more talented among them had reached the Fifth Level of Energy Refining, and a few had even reached the Sixth Level of Energy Refining. As for the very first group to begin Cultivation, most had already reached the Energy Cultivation Eighth Level. As the Spiritual Energy continued to grow denser, breakthroughs were only a matter of time.

With Cultivation came power.

Inevitably, some people grew arrogant, thinking they could do whatever they pleased. They were then ruthlessly suppressed by the state’s armed forces, their Cultivation crippled, and sent away for re-education. So, if you thought starting Cultivation made you invincible, you were sorely mistaken.

Obey the law and cultivate in a civilized manner—that was the duty of every citizen of Veridia.