"That's all, just these three people." The Fourth Flying General shook his head as he saw Xia Feng approaching. He hurriedly stepped forward and kicked that pile of charcoal away to avoid dirtying the Emperor's Son's boots.

"Three, including him, would be four." Xia Feng nodded and then turned the chair, looking down at the man begging bitterly.

"Did Xia Naiwu arrange this for you?"

"Emperor's Son... Emperor's Son, have mercy, it was my fault. I shouldn't have disclosed your whereabouts to that traitor Xia Naiwu!"

The captain lying on the ground looked at Xia Feng. He jolted from the ground, crawling over to Xia Feng, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"In truth, I've always greatly respected the Emperor's Son in my heart. Seeing you lead the army against the Rizhao Empire, turning the tides, even forcing them to seek mercy—throughout history, only you have managed to achieve this in the Great Xia Empire!"

"Emperor's Son, you are the protector of the Great Xia Empire. Even the first Emperor Xia in his prime wouldn't compare to you!"

Xia Feng remained expressionless, looking at the captain before him, feeling only pity.

"I thought that with Xia Naiwu and his father both rendered useless, I wouldn't care much about them. Never imagined they'd flee straight to the Rizhao Empire, relying on the relationship with Princess Qinghe?"

Xia Feng sneered, "Despite bearing the name Xia, they ran off to Rizhao Empire to become dogs. What promise did they make to you, making you risk everything for someone who's lost power?"

"Emperor's Son, I, I..."

The captain trembled all over, then lifted his head, about to recite the storyline he'd prepared.

"Forget it, no need to ask, it's a waste of time."

The next second, Xia Feng swiftly raised the Qingxue Sword, flicking his wrist, and a head rolled to the ground.

The captain's eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.

To his death, he couldn't figure out why Xia Feng killed him before he had finished speaking.

This deviates from the usual plot direction; what if he had some big secret left unsaid?

Unfortunately, regardless of his thoughts, his life dissipated into smoke.

Xia Feng kicked the captain's head away and then turned to the four Flying Generals, saying, "Throw his head outside the wall to feed stray dogs. Spread the word to other soldiers: this is the fate of traitors and spies."

After personally killing the traitor, Xia Feng felt much relieved.

Having such danger close was like a time bomb; Xia Feng and the Ten Saintesses had been ambushed by the Rizhao Empire numerous times due to this reason.

Fortunately, his realm was high enough, always managing to evade danger.

But if once the Rizhao Empire sent someone with a higher realm, who knows if Xia Feng and the Ten Great Saintesses would be in grave danger?

With the war ended, he now had time to root out this spy.

The four Flying Generals were key figures replacing Xia Feng in guarding the frozen territories.

Though the Rizhao Empire had been defeated, warfare is deceitful; who knows if their plea for peace might be a ruse from the Rizhao Empire?

Deploying more personnel, any issue arising, the Imperial Capital can receive intelligence immediately.

After handling all matters, Xia Feng took the ten women and boarded a carriage in the longing gaze of the frontline soldiers.

During this period, Xia Feng had become the army spirit of these troops. Everyone understood that as long as they had their Emperor's Son, no matter how powerful the enemy, Xia Feng could lead them to victory!

The group spent fifteen days returning to the Imperial Capital, enjoying the mountains and waters along the way, relaxing naturally, without intentionally cultivating.

The great battle was over, and with no threats around, Xia Feng could finally relax his mind completely, and enjoy this delayed honeymoon with the ten women.

The ten women had always accompanied Xia Feng at the front lines, always tense, worried, never having truly had time alone with Xia Feng.

Now, finally having the opportunity to play together with Xia Feng, the women were all exceedingly excited.

Chattering along the way like joyful songbirds.

Xia Feng accompanied the ten women throughout the Great Xia Empire, enjoying scenic sites, everyone cherishing these precious relaxed days.

After several months, the group embarked on their return journey.

Upon finally returning to the Imperial Capital, Xia Tianming promptly summoned all civil servants and military generals to a grand celebration feast.

At the celebration feast, Gu Sha Grand General was posthumously named the Eighth Flying General of the Lingxiao Pavilion, while Chen Hongyu was elevated to sixth place; the original Sixth Flying General, having no achievements in this battle, begrudgingly dropped one place.

Apart from becoming Flying Generals, Xia Tianming rewarded both with ten Top Grade Dragon Crystals, Upper Grade Emperor Artifacts, and several Emperor Level Upper Grade Cultivation Techniques.

Moreover, their ranks were elevated, promoted to Imperial Earl, each controlling fifteen major dynasties, allowed to levy taxes independently.

Xia Feng inherited Xia Tianming's previous title, named Imperial War Celestial King, and also received a military position—Divine Might Celestial General!

Xia Feng's ten women made great contributions in this battle too, aside from the title of Princess Consort, they were named Ten Extremes Immortals, on par with Rizhao Empire's Supreme Generals, each allowed to command thirty thousand troops independently.

Upon hearing the news, the Top Ten Top Grade Sacred Lands quickly sent delegations to the Imperial Capital, offering treasures stored for millennia in the Sacred Land, celebrating their Saintess's great honor.

Yet these treasures were once precious, now as Empresses, the ten women found them rather ordinary.

Upon accepting the sentiment, they immediately dispatched personnel for reciprocal gifts to the Top Ten Top Grade Sacred Lands.

Carriages filled with cultivation resources were sent to various Sacred Lands, and some Emperor Level Heart Methods and Martial Techniques, with Xia Tianming's tacit approval, reached the hands of the Masters of the Holy Lands.

It's said those Masters of the Holy Lands were deeply moved for days and nights upon seeing the gifts sent back by the Ten Great Saintesses.

Distributing benefits to the disciples of the Sacred Lands, they promptly entered seclusion, earnestly studying these Emperor Level Martial Techniques.

On ordinary days, absorbing the Power of the Great Dao with Top Grade Dragon Crystal, wielding Emperor's Weapon, and comprehending the Dao of the Martial Sovereign.

These Masters of the Holy Lands never imagined they'd have a day to reach the Martial Sovereign Realm.

After all, resources in the Sacred Lands were limited, personal comprehension was too challenging.

The Empire's Celestial Tier Martial Saints numbered in thousands, but those who could become Martial Sovereign were the few dozen in the Imperial Capital.

Now, with resources sent by their Saintesses, they finally had the confidence to take this step!

As for Xia Feng who was conferred titles, he was indifferent; he didn't care about being named King or Celestial General—like his father—he only cared about the safety of his family and loved ones.

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