Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

Chapter 301: Chapter 300: Jie Jie Jie, Are You Threatening Me?

’Human nature really is selfish. If those people in the Cultivation World actually put her on a moral high ground and blackmailed her, or threatened her with her family’s lives... If she couldn’t take the pressure and decided to sacrifice herself for the greater good, wouldn’t I be finished along with her?’

At that moment, the World’s Will possessing Jocelyn Grant felt that being bound to Celeste Grant’s Primordial Spirit was a double-edged sword. This didn’t seem like a good choice; it was as if she had trapped herself.

She was starting to panic.

But her face was contorted in anger as she said, "Of course I won’t tell them! Do you think I’m as stupid as that useless Jocelyn Grant?"

Celeste Grant chuckled. "You’re not much better. I get the feeling that apart from your immense power, you don’t have much of a brain. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have stuck around with that Jocelyn Grant for so long."

The World’s Will shot back, "Don’t you dare compare me to her! Who are you calling brainless? Celeste Grant, how dare you be so insolent! I may not be able to kill Javier Sinclair, but killing you is as easy as crushing an ant." As it spoke, a mere thought sent an invisible force crushing down toward Celeste Grant.

However, Javier Sinclair nullified it with a wave of his palm. Not only that, but his power punched a hole right through its body. The silent space they occupied was also shattered by Javier’s power.

Fortunately, Javier Sinclair raised his hand and restored it.

At this moment, the World’s Will in Jocelyn Grant’s body wore a furious expression. "Again! Javier Sinclair, I must have dug up your ancestral graves in a past life!" it seethed, looking down at the large, sparking hole in its body. It was furious.

"I already told you, I’m immortal and indestructible." freeweɓnovel.cøm

As it spoke, its body returned to its original state.

Javier Sinclair sneered.

"Did I not tell you? Just you try and touch her again."

His icy voice echoed through the space.

The next moment, the chains and runes suspended in the void glowed brighter and became more powerful than before, locking Jocelyn Grant firmly within them.

A SIZZLING sound filled the air as strands of black energy streamed from the body of the World’s Will-possessed Jocelyn Grant. That was its Origin Power dissipating.

"AHHH..."

"It hurts... Stop."

"You can’t kill me... If I die, her Primordial Spirit will be extinguished too! If you don’t believe me, look..."

As it raised its hand, a golden thread did indeed appear in the void, connecting it to Celeste Grant.

Celeste Grant reached out but couldn’t touch it. Javier Sinclair also reached out and found he couldn’t touch it either.

"It’s useless. I am the manifestation of the World’s Will. This is my Will Power; it’s illusory and intangible."

The corners of Javier Sinclair’s lips curled upward into a wicked smile. "Kill you? Who said I was going to kill you? Haven’t you ever heard the saying, ’a fate worse than death’? Like this, for instance."

"AHHH... Damn it... You should all die! AHHHH!"

Black energy streamed out.

Only when the World’s Will in Jocelyn Grant’s body was on the verge of collapse from weakness did he finally stop.

Javier Sinclair discovered that this thing manifested by the World’s Will was truly bizarre. He either had to use this Curse Technique to completely annihilate it in one go, or the moment he stopped the technique, it would instantly recover to its initial strength as long as it wasn’t dead.

Sure enough, after Javier Sinclair stopped, the World’s Will in Jocelyn Grant’s body recovered in just a moment, as if nothing had happened.

Javier Sinclair came to a conclusion.

"You are indeed very strong."

He had to admit that.

Hearing this, the World’s Will got carried away, making an "of course" expression with Jocelyn Grant’s face. It said disdainfully, "Is there even a need to say it? I am the manifestation of this World’s Will. I am immortal and indestructible... Fuck, pretend I didn’t say that. Anyway, if it weren’t for this damn Curse Technique of yours that happens to counter me, do you think you’d be my opponent? Even if your strength is comparable to mine, I could wear you down to death."

Celeste Grant didn’t hesitate to twist the knife. "So, that just means my husband is stronger. You said it yourself, the Curse Technique he cultivates happens to counter you. So there are no ’ifs.’ You can’t beat him, and that’s that."

As she spoke, Javier Sinclair and Celeste Grant exchanged a look. The couple let out a sinister laugh in unison.

The World’s Will pointed at her, then pointed angrily at Javier Sinclair. "AHHH, I’m so pissed! This is infuriating! You damn shameless couple!"

The moment its words fell.

Javier Sinclair used the Curse Technique to slap it from across the space.

"AHHH, stop!"

Javier Sinclair glanced up with a sneer and said, "Watch your mouth. We’re what you call a match made in heaven."

Celeste Grant put one hand on her hip. "Hahaha! My apologies, my husband has a bit of a temper. Remember not to curse at people next time. Now that you have a body, you should learn to be a civilized person."

’No... why? It just wanted to destroy the world and create one to its liking. Why did these two roadblocks have to appear on its path?’

"You... you two just wait!"

"Don’t be mad. Your impotent rage right now looks exactly like Jocelyn Grant’s did. And since you’re wearing her face, it just makes you look even more foolish."

"Shut up!"

"You are stupid. Otherwise, why would you tie a ticking time bomb like me to yourself and act so pleased about it?"

Javier Sinclair raised an eyebrow and waved his hand, and a Taishi Chair appeared before them.

"Darling, you must be tired. Have a seat and take your time."

Celeste Grant took a seat, and Javier Sinclair moved behind her and began to massage her shoulders. Seeing this, who would have thought this was the same Demon whose name struck fear into the hearts of the entire Cultivation World?

The World’s Will: "..."

’Celeste Grant really has her ways. Why do I feel a little envious?’

At this moment, it gritted its teeth.

"You two are too arrogant! Celeste Grant, don’t get cocky. When I break free, I will kill you sooner or later."

Celeste Grant laughed at it.

"I said you were stupid, but you’re even stupider than I imagined. You yourself said that killing me would be as easy as crushing an ant. So what do I have to be afraid of? It’s death either way. Which do you think I would choose?"

As she spoke, she reached up and gently stroked the tassel of a hair ornament. Then, with a gentle smile, she said, "So, you see, you’re the one who should be worried now. With such a huge weakness of yours in my hands, if I get unhappy, or upset, or if I’m in a bad mood and feel like taking you down with me... heh heh heh... it’s not impossible. Actually, I’ve always felt my mental state was perfectly fine."

As she continued, her face suddenly turned cold, the smile vanishing. "Do you think you know me well? No, you don’t. It’s true that I’m selfish. It’s true I’m afraid of death and pain. But... I’m also a little bit crazy. If anything happens to my husband, my son, my family, or my friends because of you... I might just lose it, let the world be destroyed, and drag you down to the grave with me."

Celeste Grant sneered internally.

’Come on, I’ll scare the hell out of you, you bastard.’

’As for destroying the world, that wasn’t something she would do. After all, the countless living beings in the world had never wronged her. If she were to destroy anything, she would definitely just take down those who deserved it. She wasn’t the type to get cynical and hate the world over nothing. The world was a beautiful place; she still wanted to see more of it.’

The World’s Will in Jocelyn Grant’s body: "..."

’Crazy.’

This woman’s eyes told it that this was real—she wasn’t lying.