After the Engagement Was Broken Off, I Was Pursued by Peerless Holy Maidens - Chapter 82:

Chapter 82: Breakthrough—Heaven Grade Martial Saint!

After acquiring the necessary resources, Xia Feng immediately returned to Xingyu City.

He picked out sacred-level martial techniques and skills best suited for Xia Naiwen and Huang Xiaoqian.

Xia Naiwen specialized in saber techniques, while Huang Xiaoqian focused on wind-elemental powers.

“Low-grade sacred martial skill, Azure Dragon Dream-Splitting Blade, and this cultivation method—Longxiang Heart Scripture—can be cultivated up to the Heaven Grade Saint level. Dad, these should be perfect for you.”

Xia Feng smiled as he handed the martial skill and cultivation technique to Xia Naiwen, along with a fierce saber that occasionally let out a dragon’s roar.

“This is the sacred weapon used by the vice sect master of Longxiang Holy Land. It’s only one step away from advancing to a mid-grade sacred weapon. You take it.”

Xia Naiwen held the saber in one hand and the technique manuals in the other, grinning from ear to ear.

Huang Xiaoqian, too, received an armful of treasures from Xia Feng.

She received the sacred weapon used by the Second Elder—the Wind Spirit Folding Fan—and a low-grade sacred martial skill—Storm Frenzy Dance.

Storm Frenzy Dance was an area-control skill. Once mastered and combined with the Wind Spirit Folding Fan, it could instantly trap all enemies within range in a violent storm. Their hearing and vision would be severely affected, greatly diminishing their combat ability.

“Honey, we’re really living a blessed life now. An entire holy land was emptied out for us.”

Huang Xiaoqian held onto Xia Naiwen, laughing uncontrollably.

Their son’s success made them immensely proud. Especially recalling how, when they had just arrived in Xingyu City, they were terrified even of mid-tier sects. But now, even a mid-tier holy land could be destroyed by Xia Feng with a mere wave of his hand!

It was still early before nightfall, so Xia Feng used the remaining time to take out the sacred weapons he hadn’t used yet and began feeding them to the Snow Clear Sword.

The Snow Clear Sword had just advanced to the sacred level, and now, with more than ten sacred weapons being refined and absorbed, it began to exhibit faint traces of the Great Dao’s power. Purple thunder coiled around it, and the sword transformed into a mid-grade sacred weapon that could carry purple thunder even without being driven by Xia Feng’s spiritual power.

By nightfall, as usual, Xia Feng gathered his parents to begin cultivation.

In his dream, Xia Feng simultaneously comprehended the laws of heaven and earth while beginning to cultivate the high-grade sacred martial skill retrieved from Longxiang Holy Land—Dragon Enlightenment Palm.

This would be his main focus for the next ten thousand years in the dream realm. While raising his cultivation realm, he also wanted to master a true finishing move!

High-grade sacred martial skills were highly sought after—even Heaven Grade Martial Saints wouldn’t look down on them. Xia Feng hadn’t expected that a mid-tier holy land like Longxiang Holy Land would be hiding such a treasure.

Rumor had it that Longxiang Holy Land had once been a high-tier holy land. Their former holy master had been a Heaven Grade Martial Saint. He poured all his effort into creating this Dragon Enlightenment Palm.

Unfortunately, later they offended a powerful enemy. After a devastating war that cost most of their top experts, they were forced to relocate to Qing City in Northern State, downgrading to a mid-tier holy land.

Now, with both their holy master and vice holy master killed and their treasure vault emptied by Xia Feng, it was unclear whether the elders still out on missions could ever rebuild Longxiang Holy Land.

Even if they did, it would be no more than a low-tier holy land.

Xia Feng shook his head, unwilling to waste more thought on it, and focused on cultivating.

The Supreme Codex absorbed Dragon Enlightenment Palm into its pages. The chanting of the Dao’s voice filled Xia Feng’s ears continuously.

A hundred years. A thousand years. Five thousand. Ten thousand.

In the real world, only three hours passed, but ten thousand years flowed within his dream cultivation.

When Xia Feng opened his eyes again, his aura had undergone a dramatic transformation!

The high-grade sacred martial skill Dragon Enlightenment Palm had reached the minor mastery stage, and his personal cultivation had broken through to the 1st stage Heaven Grade Martial Saint Realm!

During those ten thousand years, he also gained comprehension of fourteen more purple thunder rules. Altogether, Xia Feng now commanded a total of thirty-nine heavenly rules!

Even more delightful—this ten-thousand-year cultivation also brought feedback to Huang Xiaoqian, pushing her cultivation to the 5th stage Earth Grade Martial Emperor Realm.

Although Xia Naiwen remained at the 5th stage Heaven Grade Martial Emperor Realm, his aura had already reached the 1st stage Yellow Grade Martial Saint Realm!

Two Earth Grade Martial Emperors were more than enough to protect themselves in Xingyu City.

Xia Feng could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

…

Capital of the Great Xia Empire, Pure Heart Hall of the imperial prince.

Xia Naiwu stood coldly as he looked at the two men groveling before him.

“Your Highness… Your Highness, Xia Feng had been concealing his strength all along. We originally planned to use Longxiang Holy Land to eliminate him, but who would’ve thought he wasn’t just a newly advanced Martial Saint, but an Earth Grade Martial Saint expert!” Wang Zehao kowtowed desperately.

“That’s right! Longxiang Holy Land sent two Yellow Grade 9th stage Martial Saints. It should’ve been a guaranteed success. But due to faulty intelligence, we underestimated him. Xia Feng alone wiped out the entire Longxiang Holy Land!”

“When he attacked, we ran as fast as we could. He probably thinks we were just remnants of Longxiang trying to flee, and wouldn’t suspect we came from here…” Ma Yihui was also flat on the floor, trembling, not daring to look up at Xia Naiwu.

“Earth Grade Martial Saint…”

Xia Naiwu repeated the words slowly, massaging his temples in silence.

For several long minutes, the hall was weighed down with suffocating tension. Wang Zehao and Ma Yihui didn’t even dare breathe too loudly. Despite being Martial Saint Realm experts, both had already soaked their pants.

“This matter can be forgiven.”

When Xia Naiwu finally spoke, their ears rang with relief, as if they had heard the voice of the heavens. The weight on their hearts finally lifted.

“But… the officer who provided the faulty intelligence—bring the Dragon Guard Army and turn him into a human swine. I want the Dragon Guard to keep him alive for a thousand years.”

“U-Understood!”

The two of them bowed quickly. Seeing that Xia Naiwu said nothing more, they scrambled out of the hall in utter panic.

“Earth Grade Martial Saint… my nephew really is something. If I remember correctly, he’s only twenty-three this year, right?”

Xia Naiwu turned slightly and looked toward a shadowy part of the ceiling, speaking in an indifferent tone.

“This child’s cultivation speed borders on the monstrous. Even you possess an innate imperial body, but when you were twenty-three, you were only a Yellow Grade Martial Saint.”

A deep, androgynous voice responded from the darkness.

“But a Martial Saint is still just a Martial Saint. If a mid-tier holy land couldn’t deal with him, then send a high-tier holy land. You handle it.”

Xia Naiwu waved his hand casually. “Pick ten holy lands affiliated with us in the Northern State and have them act quickly.”

“As you command, Your Highness.”

The space above the hall gently twisted and then returned to silence.

Xia Naiwu raised his eyes to look at the brightly lit main palace in front of Pure Heart Hall. His fingers tapped on the imperial armrest again and again.