Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

Chapter 462 - 460: Quiet Companionship

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It had been a while since she’d spent time with The Archfiend like this.

’This is physically demanding work...’

Javier Sinclair had used his Divine Power to restore Celeste Grant’s body on the very day their daughter was born. Even knowing she was fine, Javier hadn’t wanted to impose on her during the first month. Only after her postpartum confinement was over did he want to be intimate with her again.

Since her body had fully recovered, she was more than ready for some... "physical activity."

’Celeste had seen videos like that before—a husband wanting to sleep with his wife before her postpartum month was even over, only for her to end up in the hospital with severe bleeding. Men like that don’t even deserve to be called human. That’s why you have to love yourself first, girls. Never joke around with your own health. Even for your married life, you have to wait until your body has fully recovered.’

As evening fell.

Inside the room.

Celeste Grant was leaning against the edge of the bathtub.

Not far from her, the tall and slender Javier Sinclair had already changed into the red robes with gold embroidery that a maid had brought. He was now casually fastening a circular Jade Pendant to his waist.

With a flourish of his sleeve, he turned to face her and asked in a low voice, "What do you think, my lady?"

As he turned, the hem of his robes swirled in a magnificent arc. In that moment, Celeste Grant truly understood the profound depth of language. ’As graceful as a startled swan, as fluid as a swimming dragon’—this must be what the poets meant.

"Tsk tsk..."

"So ostentatious. You’re just too flashy."

"That figure, that face, and now you’re even wearing all red." She couldn’t help but sigh with feeling. "You bewitching demon. You’re deliberately trying to corrupt my cultivation heart."

Javier Sinclair arched a brow slightly.

He walked over to the tub. Seeing the undisguised adoration in her eyes made him immensely happy. He loved it when she only had eyes for him.

He reached out and tilted her chin up. "Then it is my honor, as your husband."

Javier Sinclair gently flicked her on the forehead. "Get up. Let me help you dress."

She held out her hands.

"Alright. Come and serve this lord."

Javier Sinclair: "..."

’Give her an inch, and she’ll take a mile, this woman.’

’But he loved it.’

As she spoke, she placed her hand in Javier Sinclair’s palm.

Once Celeste Grant was fully dressed and seated before the mirror, she saw Javier Sinclair give a light wave of his hand. Her hair instantly dried and fell smoothly over her shoulders. This was one of the perks of Cultivation—many of life’s little chores could be solved directly with Magic.

Javier Sinclair personally styled her hair, coiling it up and adorning it with hairpins and a Step Shaking ornament.

Gazing at the great beauty in the mirror, Celeste Grant was very pleased. Of course, she also had to approve of his hairstyling skills. She glanced at it, then reached up to touch it. "Amazing, amazing. You did a beautiful job with my hair. Is there anything you can’t do, my great Archfiend?"

"As long as I wish it, there is nothing I cannot do." As he spoke, he selected a choker with a Jade Lock and fastened it around her neck. Javier Sinclair would never tell her that he had spent a long time learning from the Third Elder just so he could style her hair personally.

He held out his hand.

"My lady, shall we go?"

"Mm."

She stood and took his hand. "Let’s go! It should be time to take our seats."

Today was their daughter’s full month banquet, and she was dressed in a red outfit just like them. It was a matching set with Celeste’s and Javier’s—a family outfit. ’It’s a shame our son isn’t here yet,’ she thought. ’Otherwise, our family of four would be complete.’

The banquet was held in the Hall of the Abyss at Ashkaron Palace.

Tonight, not a single seat was empty. The several elders of the Demonic Domain, the Seven Great Hall Masters, the Four Guardians, and Hall Masters from all over the domain had all arrived. A single glance revealed a dense, dark sea of people.

When Celeste Grant appeared in everyone’s sight holding her daughter, their eyes lit up. A sharp intake of breath could be heard. Some among the crowd had met Celeste before, while others had only heard of her.

Javier Sinclair’s arm was around Celeste Grant’s waist as they walked hand-in-hand to the seats of honor at the head of the hall. After they were seated, everyone at the banquet hurriedly rose to salute them.

"Greetings, Exalted One! Greetings, my lady!"

Javier Sinclair took the baby from Celeste Grant’s arms. His gaze swept over the crowd, his eyes filled with an obvious desire to show off. He then announced, "This is my daughter, Elise Sinclair."

The Sovereign Lord’s daughter was the little princess of the Demonic Domain, their future heir.

Everyone present saluted in unison.

"We pay our respects to the Young Venerable."

Since ancient times, titles like Young Master or Young Venerable have been used for heirs, signifying their noble status.

Javier Sinclair glanced down at his daughter, who had just opened her eyes. He then looked at the Demon Cultivators in attendance and lowered his voice.

"Quieter. You’ll scare my daughter."

The moment he spoke, the Demon Cultivators instinctively fell silent.

’He’s just showing off, isn’t he?’

’Sovereign Lord, are you sure you’re not just showing off?’

’Damn it... It’s not like we don’t have daughters... oh, wait, we really don’t.’ At that moment, the seated Demon Cultivators stared intently at the baby in Javier Sinclair’s arms. If their power levels weren’t so far beneath his, they would have definitely rushed up to snatch her for a cuddle.

The Demon Cultivators in attendance were overcome with emotion.

’Is this really our cold and ruthless Sovereign Lord? Having a wife really changes a man. And now that he has a daughter, he’s become so gentle. If his oppressive aura weren’t as strong as ever, they would suspect their Sovereign Lord had been replaced by an impostor.’

Before they could get lost in their thoughts,

they saw The Exalted One turn to his wife with a gentle expression and say, "This is the mother of my child, and she is my wife. When you see her, you see me. From now on, her word is my will."

"Yes, Exalted One!"

They replied respectfully.

Javier Sinclair gestured with his hand.

"Let the feast begin! Today is my daughter’s full month celebration. No one leaves until they’re drunk!"

Everyone raised their cups.

"To not leaving until we’re drunk! We toast The Exalted One and his lady!"

"A toast to the Young Venerable!"

"May the Young Venerable’s Cultivation advance a thousand miles a day!"

"May the Young Venerable live for ten thousand generations and rule over all creation...!"

The daughter’s full month banquet was a lively affair.

After the main feast, people came forward one after another to hold the baby and present gifts. Soon, her daughter’s arms and neck were laden with them.

Several elders, the Four Guardians, and some of the female cultivators gathered around Celeste Grant, all wanting to hold their Young Venerable.

"My lady, let me hold her."

"I’ll be very careful."

"Alright."

"My turn!"

"Scram, it’s my turn now!"

"So cute! Are you sure this isn’t a plot to make me want a daughter of my own?"

Hearing this, the Third Elder standing nearby couldn’t help but scoff. "You want a daughter? Wake up, you don’t even have a wife!"

"Hahaha..."

Joyful laughter rang out. Although these Demon Cultivators spoke crudely, their affection for her daughter was genuine.

After everyone had a turn holding the baby, she was finally returned to Celeste Grant’s arms. Just then, some Demon Cultivators outside began setting off fireworks with Magic.

"Come out and see the fireworks!"

Someone shouted.

Everyone followed them outside.

Holding her daughter, Celeste Grant couldn’t help but smile as she watched the colorful fireworks explode in the sky.

"This is so nice. So lively."

A hand gently wrapped around her shoulder. Dressed in his red robes, Javier Sinclair stood beside her, quietly keeping her company. "Do you like them? Then we’ll set off more. What kind do you want to see? I can make any kind for you."

As he spoke, he gave a light wave of his hand.

The next moment, the fireworks in the sky became even more numerous and brilliant. All sorts of patterns burst across the heavens, a beautiful sight to behold.




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