Chapter 670 - 668: Do You Like How Your Husband Looks Now?

Chapter 670: Chapter 668: Do You Like How Your Husband Looks Now?

He looked up slightly, Divine Power swirling within his eyes, which were like the Abyss itself, yet also seemed to hold a galaxy of stars. On his body, Demonic Qi and Divine Power existed in perfect balance, coiling around him.

A hint of gentleness now surfaced in those eyes, which should have been as still as a tranquil lake.

The place before him was brilliantly lit, with beautiful lanterns hanging everywhere. Nestled within these lanterns were not candles, but families of illuminating fireflies and tiny sprites.

After returning, he had come directly to the Ninefold Abyss but hadn’t brought his wife here immediately. He wanted to have the place properly decorated before her arrival. He had always lived here alone, so the entire place was stark and cold—hardly suitable for a person to live in, not that he was a person himself. In any case, sprucing it up would surely make his wife’s stay more comfortable.

A smile touched his eyes at the thought of Celeste Grant.

"Now, it’s time to bring Celeste back."

With a light wave of his hand, the world fell silent. The pillar of light that had shot to the heavens the moment he awoke also vanished instantly. Everything returned to tranquility.

A voice sounded beside him.

It was the voice of the ancient tree.

"Master, you have awakened."

As it spoke, a vine slowly slithered over. Its tip was curled around a white jade teacup, which it presented to him with the utmost respect. "Master, please have some tea."

Javier Sinclair hummed faintly in acknowledgment, taking the cup for a sip. It had that authentic, rich taste of pure Demonic Qi. After drinking it down, he tossed the cup back.

The ancient tree’s voice sounded in his ear.

"Master, your Primordial Spirit’s descent to the Lower Realm has brought you a Taoist Companion and a young master. This old servant is truly happy for you."

"I congratulate you, Master, on finding your beloved."

"All the palaces and courtyards have been fully decorated under my direction. You can bring the mistress and young master back now, Master. I even used my own vines to fashion a swing in that courtyard over there; the young master is sure to love it."

The ancient tree had sensed his master’s return the very instant it happened, and had also seen the young master he’d brought back.

Javier Sinclair nodded slightly and rose from the vine chair. He took two steps forward, and his figure vanished. The next moment, he reappeared in the courtyard where Celeste Grant was.

His figure materialized. He took two steps, then paused. He raised a hand to straighten his lapels and cuffs, though his robes were already perfectly unwrinkled.

’The man who was with Celeste Grant before... that was just an avatar. Now that it has merged with my true body, this is what I really look like. I wonder if my wife will mind.’

He started toward the door to her room.

The door was open.

Javier Sinclair reached the doorway and rested one hand on the frame, pausing without going inside. ’We’ve known each other for so long... Why do I feel my ears burning all of a sudden?’

He placed a hand over his chest.

’That’s my wife.’

’We’re practically an old married couple, so why is my heart racing like this? I feel like a boy with his first crush.’

Just as he was about to step inside, a figure flashed and appeared before him.

Seeing who it was, Javier Sinclair froze, his raised foot hovering awkwardly—he could neither step in nor retreat. Blushing, he pulled his foot back and just stood there by the door.

He looked up slightly, his gaze falling upon the person before him. The woman had clearly just bathed; her long hair was down, and she wore a set of light blue nightclothes. In his eyes, every part of her was utter perfection.

’This is my wife,’ he thought. ’She’s as beautiful as ever tonight.’

His gaze traveled from her face down to her thin nightgown. Her skin was as white as snow, her figure lithe and graceful.

She had already walked up to him, leaning in slightly to speak.

"Hey, Old Fiend Sinclair."

"You’re here, so why not come in? What are you doing lurking in the doorway like that?"

Her voice snapped Javier Sinclair back to his senses.

His Adam’s apple bobbed.

’Is she waiting for me? Dressed like this, no less.’

He called out to her.

"Darling."

The word had barely left his lips.

The woman before him laughed, holding the hem of her nightgown to show it off. "Well? Are you stunned, Archfiend? I knew this would look good. It’s dazzling, isn’t it? Nerida just sent it over. I really like it myself. Mostly, it’s just so silky and cool to the touch, very comfortable."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man in the doorway stepped inside.

Just then, an arm shot out and wrapped around her waist. Celeste Grant felt it tighten, and she found herself pulled into a familiar embrace.

Javier Sinclair held her from behind, arms wrapped around her waist. He lowered his head, resting it against hers. His deep, magnetic voice murmured by her ear, "It’s not that the nightgown is beautiful; it’s that you are naturally so stunning you’d look good in anything. This just happens to accentuate your beauty."

Celeste Grant paused at his words, then couldn’t help but laugh. She reached up to gently caress his cheek. "Archfiend, your tongue isn’t so venomous anymore. Your words are sweet as honey now."

He lowered his voice to a soft murmur. "I am only speaking the truth. You are so beautiful tonight, my love. I was truly stunned just now." As he spoke, his kiss landed on her cheek. "Darling... were you waiting for me?"

’The Archfiend is definitely trying to seduce me.’

’That voice...’

’This charisma... I can’t resist it.’

Before she could say a word, he had already spun her around. The next instant, the man lifted her into his arms, pressing her against the nearby door.

She looked up at the man before her.

In the moonlight, his handsome face was on full display, along with his long, flowing hair and golden eyes.

Celeste Grant reached out and gently caressed his face.

He didn’t move, simply holding her and letting her take him in. Seeing the stunned look on his wife’s face, he felt a bit smug. "Do you like the way I look now?"

Celeste Grant had seen this version of him before. She gently lifted a lock of his long hair; it was incredibly smooth and silky.

Celeste Grant leaned closer to him.

She lowered her voice to a whisper. "I love it... My Archfiend is so dashing. I’m going to have to lock you up and hide you away."

He laughed.

"Alright! As long as it makes you happy, you can do whatever you wish."

’Wow... Is that something the great ruler of the Demon Realm should be saying?’ she thought. But she truly loved it.

"There are golden Demon Patterns."

As she spoke, her finger gently traced his forehead, then brushed over his eyes. "And golden eyes... They’re like a sky full of hidden stars. So beautiful." Celeste Grant smiled faintly, leaned in, and kissed his cheek. "My husband is so very handsome."

She cupped his face and kissed him on the lips.

His eyes remained open, a smile dancing within them.

’My wife is taking the lead.’

Javier Sinclair returned her kiss, shifting from passive to active, kissing her deeply.

Under the moonlight, her figure seemed to fit perfectly against his own towering one.

After a long kiss, he lifted his head slightly.

"My love," he said, "let’s go to bed."