After the Engagement Was Broken Off, I Was Pursued by Peerless Holy Maidens - Chapter 61:

Chapter 61: Parents Enter the Dream Realm, Xia Feng Breaks Through to Heaven-Grade Martial Emperor:

They instinctively held Xia Feng’s hand and asked, “Son, are you okay? Your mother and I haven’t improved in strength for years… maybe it’s best to forget it.”

But Xia Feng didn’t respond.

No, it wasn’t that he didn’t respond—he swallowed once, and the sound of him snoring gently echoed out.

“…”

“Dear, is… is our son sleeping?” Xia Feng’s mother was caught between laughter and tears.

She thought Xia Feng was activating some powerful technique. Who would’ve thought he was just… sleeping?

“Maybe he’s just too tired after the battle today. He fought nine Martial Emperors, after all,” Xia Naiwen said with three awkward lines of embarrassment appearing on his forehead.

“Let him rest. Whatever method he wanted to use seems to have failed anyway,” he sighed. “Let’s rest too. We’ll pack our things tomorrow morning. I’ll look for that Eastern Wilderness map in the study. Now that our son has finally made something of himself, we shouldn’t drag him down.”

Xia Feng’s mother nodded.

The two of them walked over together, intending to carry the sleeping Xia Feng to bed.

But just as they touched him, a wave of overwhelming drowsiness surged over them.

Before they could even react, their eyelids grew heavy, and in the next moment, they both collapsed to the floor.

…

Inside the dream realm.

Xia Feng’s father and mother were drowsy and dazed. It was their first time entering the dream realm, so their awareness wasn’t clear.

They vaguely remembered Xia Feng pulling them along to a peaceful, sacred place to meditate and cultivate, continuously absorbing spiritual energy from the heavens and earth.

Xia Feng had even tossed his Supreme Manual into the air. The golden pages glowed with the sound of the Great Dao, and the spiritual energy around them instantly became gentler and easier to absorb. Their absorption rate increased significantly.

“So it really works!”

Watching his parents sitting in meditation, cultivating with their eyes closed, Xia Feng was thrilled.

At first, he thought he’d failed with the Dream Pearl—but in the end, by some lucky accident, he had actually discovered how to bring others into the dream!

Before losing consciousness, Xia Feng had constantly told himself to lock onto his parents’ auras and pull them into the dream with him.

When they touched him while he was asleep, the Dream Pearl instantly reacted, and he latched onto their familiar energies, dragging them into the dream realm together.

“This way, Dad and Mom can also grow stronger. At the very least, they’ll be able to protect themselves!”

Xia Feng clenched his fists in excitement.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years…

Another thousand years passed.

During this thousand years, Xia Feng broke through to become a Heaven-Grade Martial Emperor, and also gained a brand-new Divine Technique.

Perhaps because of this experience of pulling others into the dream, the Divine Technique he comprehended was related to illusions.

He hadn’t even deliberately cultivated it. The subconscious desire to bring his parents into his dream was present every time he slept—for a thousand years.

And over time, that constant focus allowed him to develop this new Divine Technique.

His eyes gradually returned to their normal color from a faint red glow. Then he stood up, filled with joy.

“Perfect! If I’d had this technique earlier, I wouldn’t have let those three escape!”

After testing it, Xia Feng gave the Divine Technique a name: Heaven Illusion.

As the name suggested, if an enemy lost focus or became distracted, Xia Feng could instantly pull them into a dream-like illusion.

Until they realized they were in an illusion and broke free, their real body would remain in a sleep-like state—unable to move at all.

This was an incredibly powerful control technique.

And with the demonic flute gifted to him by the Holy Maiden of Melodic Sound, Qi Wan’er, it would be even more effective!

Turning to look at his parents, who were now overflowing with strong auras, Xia Feng’s smile widened.

After a thousand years of cultivation, they had both reached Heaven-Grade Martial Lord level.

A thousand-year Heaven-Grade Martial Lord—this was faster than Xia Feng’s own breakthrough from Martial King to Earth-Grade Martial Lord back then!

They were both still young—barely a hundred years old.

As for his father, being the descendant of an Imperial Prince with a natural Emperor Body, his potential could never have been low.

And even though his mother had never revealed her background, someone who could marry the Xia Emperor’s son surely wasn’t ordinary either!

Soon, the dream realm built by the Dream Pearl began to collapse.

When Xia Feng woke up, he immediately turned to look at his parents beside him.

“I…”

His father woke up first, rubbing his forehead groggily. “What happened? I feel like… I was cultivating in a dream for a thousand years…”

“I remember it too. I was cultivating for a very, very long time. I think I even reached Heaven-Grade Martial Lord…” his mother yawned as she spoke.

“Maybe I’ve been too eager to grow stronger lately. Son, you’re awake too?” his father turned to Xia Feng.

But at this moment, Xia Feng remained silent, his expression extremely strange.

“No… something’s not right.”

He jumped up and stared at his parents in shock.

What was going on? In the dream, his parents clearly cultivated to the Heaven-Grade Martial Lord level—so why were their auras still only at the Martial King level?

“That wasn’t a dream—it really happened!”

Xia Feng’s heart grew anxious. He took a deep breath and said to his parents, “Think carefully. In the dream, you both cultivated for a thousand years. You reached Heaven-Grade Martial Lord. You learned to condense spiritual energy into liquid. All of that really happened!”

His father was stunned for a moment by Xia Feng’s panic.

“Now that you mention it…”

He frowned, closed his eyes, and focused.

The vague memories from the dream realm slowly cleared. Once his mind sharpened, Xia Naiwen’s eyes suddenly snapped open—and in the next instant, his aura erupted!

BOOM!

A blast of energy surged through the hall, sending furniture flying and books scattering everywhere.

If Xia Feng hadn’t activated his Martial Emperor aura to shield the room, the entire place would’ve been torn apart.

“This… this is the aura of a Heaven-Grade Martial Lord!” Xia Feng’s mother was stunned.

Her memories from the dream returned as well. Following the insights she had gained, she activated her spiritual energy.

BOOM!

Another blast erupted—Heaven-Grade Martial Lord aura swept through the space!

“What’s going on?!”

The head of the Ma family looked up, his expression filled with fear as he glanced toward the City Lord’s mansion.

“Someone else has come to cause trouble for the young master?” the head of the Li family shouted instinctively.

“Come on, be serious. Even Martial Emperors were killed by the young master—what can two Martial Lords do? They’re probably here to ask for his guidance!” the head of the Wang family scoffed and waved dismissively.

His words made the other two family heads nod in agreement.

What kind of Martial Lord would dare cause trouble for Xia Feng now? Even ten lives wouldn’t be enough!

Since Xia Feng had risen to power, without even realizing it, their mindset toward Martial Lords had shifted. The respect and fear they once held had slowly turned into indifference.

They had completely forgotten how they used to look down on the Xia family.