After the Engagement Was Broken Off, I Was Pursued by Peerless Holy Maidens - Chapter 72:

Chapter 72: Someone’s Invading Our Home?

He did things quickly and decisively, unlike the Heavenly Xia Emperor who had waited so long.

Four days earlier, under his command, the Human Xia Domain had sent out three 9th stage Earth-grade Martial Emperors to rush toward Xingyu City.

Xia Feng’s strength was said to be comparable to a 9th stage Earth-grade Martial Emperor—so they simply sent three true 9th stage Earth-grade Martial Emperors. They refused to believe they couldn’t kill him!

These three Martial Emperors traveled at full speed for eight days and nights without rest.

They were the furthest from Xingyu City, and so their journey also took the longest.

But just two days after they departed, Xia Feng had already gone to destroy the Heavenly Xia Domain.

And exactly one day before their arrival in Xingyu City, Xia Feng broke through to the Martial Saint Realm and set out to obliterate the Earthly Xia Domain.

If they’d arrived even a day earlier or later, they would’ve realized just how terrifying Xia Feng’s true strength was.

But sadly, there are no “ifs” in this world.

“Boss, according to Old Ghost’s report, Xia Feng has the Imperial Physique. We should be extra cautious and aim to kill him in one clean strike!” Zhang Qiang turned to the leader in the center and said heavily.

“Naturally. Even a lion uses full strength when hunting a rabbit. Once we locate him, follow my lead. If we can catch him off guard, then don’t give him a chance to defend!” Wang Xiang sneered.

“Liu Laosan, you’re skilled in illusions. Once we confirm his position, trap him in an illusion right away. I’ll break his limbs, then we drag him back to His Majesty and claim our reward!”

“Understood.” Liu Laosan nodded without hesitation.

The three of them were a notorious trio in the Human Xia Domain—known as the Iron Triangle.

Whenever they went on missions, the three always acted together, forming an efficient and seamless team that was stronger than the sum of its parts.

But what made them most famous wasn’t just their coordination—it was their extreme caution and ruthlessness.

No matter how weak or injured the opponent seemed, they would always go all out, using the most sinister, despicable, and underhanded tactics to win. They never gave their targets the slightest chance to retaliate.

And to be fair, they’d killed many who had underestimated them and tried to set traps.

“Since His Majesty picked us, we need to give a good performance. A living Imperial Physique… if we bring him back alive, just think of the rewards… hehehe.” The leader, Wang Xiang, grinned, already fantasizing about holding a saint-grade weapon and cultivating saint-grade martial arts.

…

An hour later.

It was now deep night in Xingyu City. The trio silently landed atop the city wall, sneaking toward the City Lord’s Mansion.

Xia Naiwen and Huang Xiaoqian had just finished their breathing cultivation. Feeling their new strength at the 1st stage Heaven-grade Martial Venerable Realm, they both smiled in satisfaction.

“Husband, judging from our current pace, I think we’ll reach the Martial Emperor Realm in another half a month,” Huang Xiaoqian murmured, her voice dreamy.

“It’s all thanks to our son, really.” Xia Naiwen smiled and patted her head.

Then, as if recalling something, he sighed in regret. “It’s just a pity his grandfather passed too early. If Father could’ve trained in that mysterious dream realm too, even if we’d been exiled here, that bastard wouldn’t have had any chance!”

As the thought crossed his mind, Xia Naiwen’s breathing grew ragged, and he clenched his fists tightly.

“Alright, stop thinking about the past. It’s been so many years. Your health is more important now.” Huang Xiaoqian sighed and gently patted his back.

“Our son has become outstanding. And we’re slowly improving as well. We’ve been given enough. The world doesn’t hand everything to just one family.”

“Yeah.” Xia Naiwen nodded. He knew she was right.

“…Wait.”

Suddenly, Huang Xiaoqian narrowed her eyes and instantly spread out her spiritual power.

A moment later, she gasped and said urgently to Xia Naiwen, panic rising in her voice.

“Husband, bad news! Three people have entered the city and are heading straight toward us!”

Xia Naiwen’s pupils shrank. He didn’t doubt her for even a second. He grabbed her hand and gritted his teeth.

“It’s the three great imperial domains!”

Huang Xiaoqian specialized in wind-based cultivation. As a Heaven-grade Martial Venerable, her control over air currents had reached a sublime level.

After days of training, she was already familiar with every airflow around Xingyu City.

When the three 9th stage Earth-grade Martial Emperors from the Human Xia Domain arrived, they thought they were moving stealthily. But the energy they emitted as Martial Emperors disrupted the air currents near the City Lord’s Mansion.

And Huang Xiaoqian detected it instantly.

Though her combat strength wasn’t exceptional, her sensory ability and mastery over airflow were top-class among cultivators.

“What should we do? The three Martial Emperors are already close—can we still run?” she jumped up in a panic. She was truly afraid. If they were captured, these people would surely use them to threaten Xia Feng!

“Martial Emperors… Martial Emperors…” Xia Naiwen held his forehead, his expression grim.

He couldn’t understand why they hadn’t attacked yet. But after seeing Xia Feng’s power before, he was certain these Martial Emperors were dangerous figures above Earth-grade.

He didn’t know which domain sent them—but that didn’t matter. The two of them had no way of stopping them.

What should they do?

Xia Naiwen clenched his teeth, thinking furiously.

Damn it! Why couldn’t the power gained in the dream realm be used in reality? He’d already reached the Heaven-grade Martial Emperor Realm in there!

…Wait.

Suddenly, Xia Naiwen’s eyes widened sharply. He turned to look at Huang Xiaoqian.

“I have an idea!”

…

From the shadows, Wang Xiang stepped forward, his face visibly displeased.

“He’s not here. I already scanned the city with spiritual energy. That brat is nowhere to be found!”

“Damn it, he runs fast!” Liu Laosan spat angrily on the ground.

“No matter.” Wang Xiang waved his hand and stared coldly at the brightly lit City Lord’s Mansion.

“Even if he escaped, his parents are still here. We capture them—and he’ll come crawling back.”

“Heh… the three of you worthless rats think you can cause trouble here?”

Suddenly, a cold sneer rang out from the darkness ahead.

The trio frowned and looked up.

Two figures had risen into the air, looking down at them from above.

“Xia Naiwen, are you looking to die?” Wang Xiang didn’t flinch. He said impatiently, “Since you know we’re here, be smart and come quietly. A trash Martial King like you dares act tough with an imperial son as your father?”

“And what if I say no?” Xia Naiwen stood beneath the moonlight, staring at the three of them with an icy gaze. His long coat fluttered in the wind, giving him a commanding presence.

Beside him, Huang Xiaoqian wore a simple green robe. She too looked at them expressionlessly, as if she hadn’t taken them seriously at all.