Chapter 657: Chapter 655: Packing Up the Demonic Domain and Heading to the Demon Realm
Aaron Sinclair closed his eyes.
At this moment, he could clearly sense the power flowing within his body.
After Aaron Sinclair awakened his Demon God bloodline, a power had always existed within his body, flickering in and out of existence like a wind he couldn’t grasp. It wasn’t until a wisp of his Primordial Spirit traveled to the Mortal Realm and returned to his true body that the power became tangible.
Now, not only had he inherited his father, the Demon God’s, Divine Power, but he had also fully comprehended the world’s Power of Laws. The Demon God’s power had always been formidable, chaotic and world-destroying in nature.
But a world-destroying power could also be used for protection. From now on, he would use this power to protect his family and friends.
He was just starting to feel happy!
Just then, a voice entered his ears.
"Not bad, kid."
It was his father’s voice. Though it was only three words, it was the highest praise he could give. Aaron Sinclair was still delighted to receive his old man’s approval.
When he looked down, he saw his mother and Aunt Nerida waving at him.
Nerida waved and shouted to him.
"Annie, my little bun, you’re amazing!"
"My darling son, you’re your mother’s pride and joy! You’re so strong and handsome, it’s off the charts!"
"Annie, you’re the best!"
"My good boy is so incredible! Mommy gives you ten thousand likes!"
"Annie, we’re your biggest fans!"
Aaron Sinclair’s gaze fell upon his mother and aunt. Seeing the two women who had doted on him the most since he was a child overjoyed beyond words, he couldn’t help but break into a goofy grin.
"Heh heh..." He raised a hand to signal them. "Mom, Aunt Nerida, we should be more low-key."
Nerida waved her hand and couldn’t help but laugh. "Haha, my Young Master, I want to be low-key too, but our strength just doesn’t allow for it." ’Look at the kids I raised,’ she thought. ’Each one is more incredible than the last.’
At that moment, she raised her hand and looked at it. ’While I’m on a roll,’ she mused, ’should I go pick up another one? If I find some other future god, does that mean I can just lie back and do nothing? I wouldn’t have to strive for anything ever again.’
’No, wait. It seems I don’t have to strive for anything now, either.’
Aaron Sinclair stood in mid-air, his Divine Sense blanketing the entire Immortal and Demonic Realms. The aura of the Abyssal Primalids was gone. He confirmed that those bizarre-looking insects had been completely eradicated. Not a single Abyssal Primalid egg remained in this part of the Cultivation World.
He was satisfied. ℯ
However...
He raised his eyes to the void. ’Who was it that lured these grotesque Abyssal Primalids here? No matter who it is, once I get my hands on them, I’ll blow them up like a firework.’
His gaze shifted back to his mother, and with a flash, Aaron Sinclair’s figure vanished from the sky, leaving only a wisp of black energy drifting in his place.
When he reappeared, he was already by his mother’s side. "Mom, are you okay?" He looked her over as he spoke.
Celeste Grant shook her head slightly and said in a low voice, "Yes, I’m fine." As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed her son’s arms. "But you... you’ve actually mastered the Power of Laws. Not bad, son."
"Mhm," Aaron Sinclair grunted in affirmation, reaching out to hug his mother. He said, "It’s the world’s Power of Laws, just like Dad’s. This power... it feels pretty incredible."
"It is indeed pretty incredible." ℯℓ.
She glanced at her smug son.
Celeste Grant chuckled lightly.
She reached out, patting his head. "Heh heh, son, from now on, the title of ’Expert Bug Zapper’ belongs to you and you alone. That move of yours... you’re basically a walking, talking can of bug spray. Hahaha." She couldn’t hold back her own laughter as she said it.
’A walking, talking can of bug spray?’
’Bug spray!!!’
’Expert Bug Zapper?’
Hearing this, the corner of Aaron Sinclair’s mouth twitched. "Oh my god, that title is a bit of a headache."
He said jokingly, "Mom, if I have the ’Expert Bug Zapper’ label hanging over my head, what girl is ever going to be interested in me?"
Just as Aaron Sinclair’s words fell, Nerida, who was standing on his other side, chimed in. "Not interested? Impossible. Young Master, don’t you have any idea how handsome you are? With your power and your looks, plenty of girls will like you. Forget power—what’s wrong with living off that pretty face of yours for a bit?"
To the fiercely protective Nerida, her kids were the absolute best. If someone wasn’t interested, it was their problem, not a problem with the ’bamboo shoots’ in her own garden.
’Aunt Nerida, you really know how to say the most shocking things.’
Aaron Sinclair: "..."
’That’s really not necessary,’ he thought. ’Living off a woman? No way. That’s never going to happen.’
Celeste Grant chuckled and added, "That’s right. Son, even if you do nothing in the future, you could still live comfortably off that face of yours."
Before the two could say more, Aaron Sinclair threw an arm around each of their shoulders. "Hold on, hold on... what’s all this talk about being a kept man?" He paused for a moment, then smiled and continued, "But speaking of which, Aunt Nerida, don’t you still owe me a fair-skinned, beautiful wife? On a serious note, when are you and Uncle Aeron going to have a little sister for me? If you have a daughter, she’s supposed to be my official fiancée. We agreed on that a long time ago, and I’m holding you to it!"
Nerida wanted one too, but children don’t just appear on command.
Nerida rolled her eyes at him.
"Young Master, have you looked at how old you are? Even if I do have a daughter someday, it will be a long, long time from now. By then, you’ll probably already be married with kids of your own—kids old enough to run errands! Hahaha. But if fate really brings us to that, of course Aunt Nerida would be willing."
Aaron Sinclair said with a straight face, "What’s the big deal? Look how old my dad was when he met my mom. It’s fine. I can wait."
Celeste Grant laughed.
"Nerida, you heard him! Hurry up and have a baby. My chances of seeing my son get married are all riding on you now."
’If Nerida and Aeron had a child, I can’t even imagine how beautiful they would be.’
Aaron Sinclair smiled and said, "No rush, no rush. Mom, for now, your son is planning to stay single for another thousand or eight hundred years." He was serious about that, at least for the time being. Finding a Taoist Companion was not something he was considering right now. As for the future, who knew what would happen? He’d worry about it later.
Celeste Grant smiled and nodded. "Fine, whatever you want. Your mother is an open-minded parent."
"Anyway, we’re getting off-topic. But regarding this Abyssal Primalid invasion, the Young Master really did save everyone." Nerida patted his shoulder. "Annie, you’re amazing."
With his arms linked with each of theirs, he said, "It’s all because Mom and Aunt Nerida taught me well."
He looked up at the sky, where the sunlight was now breaking through the clouds.
A gentle breeze blew, and the air was fresh and clean.
Once again, the sky was clear for thousands of miles.
It was as if the darkness that had blotted out the sun had never even appeared.