"Your grandfather's remaining cultivation was completely abolished, reducing him to an ordinary person who couldn't even hold a knife."

At these words, Father Xia couldn't help but choke up, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

"With the downfall of the dynasty, we had nowhere to go. He drove us like pigs and dogs, exiling us to the most remote Xingyu City in the East Province."

Your grandfather served as the City Lord for only three years, yet he was constantly despondent every day.

Severely injured, he had long lost all will to live, and no desire to survive.

"Counting the time, today marks the twenty-fifth year since your grandfather passed away."

"Previously, there were spies he sent to monitor Xingyu City. After your grandfather left, those spies also vanished."

"You always asked me if our family has some special background." Xia Feng smiled wryly, "Well, yes, but it's not a good thing for you."

"Originally, your mother and I didn't plan to tell you; we just hoped you would grow up safely, have a happy family, and live a carefree life."

"But... many things still go beyond expectations." Xia Feng murmured, clutching his forehead.

Xia Feng fell silent upon hearing this.

The amount of information his father told him was overwhelming, and he couldn't accept it all at once.

So, I am the grandson of the innate Emperor's Son from the previous generation of the Great Xia Empire?

And my grandfather holds such a deep-seated enmity with the current Emperor Xia of the Great Xia Empire.

"Dad, is the arrival of the ten Top Grade Sacred Lands' Saint Master related to this matter?"

Xia Feng, as if realizing something, suddenly lifted his head to ask.

"Also, they say I'm tainted with misfortune..." Xia Feng recalled the cold words from Song Xianxian, the Holy Land Saint Master of the Sacred Land of Life.

And what Li Xiaoqing said to him before leaving.

"Let's first endure this calamity."

"It should be, otherwise, they wouldn't have all come together." Father Xia took a deep breath, his eyes uncertain.

"Son, if nothing unexpected happens, the current Emperor Xia is probably targeting you again."

Father Xia's tone turned serious: "Your affair with the Ten Top Grade Sacred Lands' Saintesses is widely spread outside; usually there are no news, fine, but he would not fail to shift his gaze towards us."

"Yet you, as Xia Tianming's grandson, favored by the Ten Top Grade Sacred Lands' Saintesses..."

"It's like a shooting star suddenly rising, so dazzling that certain people can't take their eyes off."

"Yes... it should be!"

Father Xia gritted his teeth tighter with each thought, his breathing becoming rapid.

Hence, it's not surprising why the Top Grade Sacred Lands' Saint Master was so eager to take their Saintess away.

Fearing entanglement with Xia Feng, lest it incur the wrath of the Great Xia Empire!

Though the Ten Top Grade Sacred Lands are extraordinarily detached, standing apart from the world.

But ultimately, they still belong under the Great Xia Empire!

The top military power of the entire Great Xia Empire is the terrifying Martial Sovereign strong experts!

If a Martial Sovereign gets angry, it leaves corpses across a vast land, blood flowing like a river!

"Son, it's all my fault for being negligent back then; I should have thought of this and firmly rejected them, so the news wouldn't reach the Royal Family."

Mrs. Xia cried tears of sorrow, embracing Xia Feng tightly, unable to hold back her sobs.

Being targeted by the current Emperor Xia of the Great Xia Empire such that even the former Emperor's Son Xia Tianming met a tragic end in the wasteland.

What will be Xia Feng's fate after this? She dared not even imagine!

"Dad, mom, don't be afraid."

Xia Feng stood up, looked at the two, and smiled gently.

"Standing up to soldiers and guarding against water with earth, your son is now a Martial Emperor. Even if enemies come to seek trouble, I can protect you."

"Son, you..." Father Xia looked at Xia Feng, hesitated.

"I understand, you mean it's the Great Xia Empire, an immovable superpower."

Xia Feng sighed, "Grandpa was killed by that villain, and you just want to live a peaceful, ordinary life, but he still won't spare us."

"We can't continue like this; it's time for change."

"Handing over our fate to someone else, especially a blood foe against the family, is a life I don't want!"

"You..."

Father Xia seemed moved by Xia Feng's words. Indeed, he had longed to avenge and fantasized about the day he could storm into the Imperial Palace and drag that man from his throne, stomping on his face!

Questioning why he could be so cruel, so unkind to his own kin!

"The current Emperor Xia Donghai, eh?" Xia Feng scoffed coldly, "I, Xia Feng, will make you understand that some things may not be repaid, simply because the time hasn't come!"

"Dad, since they won't spare us, why should we offer our necks?" Xia Feng's demeanor grew more determined, "I managed to cultivate to Martial Emperor in one month; reaching Martial Sovereign is merely a matter of time!"

"You're... right. Constant evasion and patience haven't bought us a peaceful life..." Father Xia seemed influenced by Xia Feng's resolve. His earlier submissive days fleeing with Xia Tianming came rushing back, his enormous hatred surged forth.

"Good!"

Suddenly, Father Xia shouted, his gaze firm and clear instead of fearful.

"If my son has such ambition, it means that our lineage's good fortune isn't broken!"

"Come with me, I'll show you something."

Father Xia patted Xia Feng's shoulder and then walked forward squarely.

Xia Feng quietly followed, his eyes equally resolute.

This is a world of cultivation, a world where the strong prey on the weak. Every cultivator understands that one must fight for everything through their own strength, not rely on another's charity!

To live and die at another's whim, what kind of logic is that?

Xia Feng isn't one to resign himself to fate. Even without the Dream Realm Pearl, he would do everything in his power.

At worst, he'd choose to die fighting rather than stretch out his neck for others to chop!

...

The father and son entered the Library within the City Lord's Mansion one by one.

The Library was spacious; Xia Feng frequently visited to cultivate his techniques there in childhood and knew the place very well.

Father Xia moved forward to the third row of bookshelves, looking as if he had made a great resolve.

He reached out his hand, inputting spiritual qi into the books in positions: the fifth book on the third layer, the sixth book on the fifth layer, the ninth book on the second layer.

Boom!

The large Library immediately transformed.

The bookshelves moved sideways to the left and right, revealing the hidden wall.

On that wall, there was indeed a one-person-high, narrow secret door.

Father Xia walked forward without a word, followed silently by Xia Feng.

This way, the two moved through darkness, advancing about a hundred meters before they gradually saw a bit of light.

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