After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 241 Returning to the Imperial Capital, everyone’s fanatical admiration
Xia Naiwen flew over excitedly and was about to hug his son, but was pushed aside by the successive Xia Emperors.

Xia Qingyang relied on his cultivation to squeeze in next to Xia Feng.

His palm patted Xia Feng's shoulder, his face smiling like a blooming old chrysanthemum.

"Xiao Feng, okay, that's great. He's a bit better than your grandfather. Your family is really good."

Xia Feng originally fell to the ground, but was directly lifted up by Xia Qingyang.

He smiled bitterly: "Ancestor, let's go back first and then talk about it?"

Seeing Xia Feng's weak appearance, Xia Qingyang looked worried: "You're not hurt anywhere, are you?"

"That old man Dongfang is despicable and shameless. He is already a god of war and yet he still bullies the young."

"But Xiaofeng Niu was killed immediately!"

He was originally worried about Xia Feng's health, but after saying a few words, he became happy again.

Xia Feng sighed and winked at his father.

Xia Naiwen suppressed the excitement in his heart and took two steps forward: "Hey, ancestors, Xiaofeng has just finished fighting. Let's go back to the palace first."

Xia Qingyang calmed down a little, and quickly rushed to the palace of the Daxia Empire while carrying Xia Feng.

We also passed several cities along the way, and even half of the imperial capital.

Looking at the figures flying by in the sky, the warriors below all looked a little fanatical.

That was the emperor's son, the one with the talent to kill the Martial God at the level of a demigod!
Xia Feng was looked at a little strangely and looked down at the crowd slightly.

As a result, the warriors below were even more excited by this sight.

"Ah! The emperor is looking at me!"

"Nonsense! The emperor's son clearly saw me!"

"You two, stop fighting. The Emperor's eyes must be looking at me when he hits someone!"

After everyone talked for a while, they looked like they were getting into a fight.

"I wonder when I will become a warrior like the Emperor's son."

"Don't dream, you. The emperor is so handsome and outstanding. If I give you another chance to be reincarnated, you won't be able to reach the heights of the emperor."

"Ah, I wonder if the Emperor is still recruiting guards. It would be great if I could see the Emperor at close range every day..."

"The imperial concubines have all left the emperor. I don't know if the emperor needs women. If so..."

Everyone looked at the woman who said the last words.

I saw that the woman was really pretty, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to think about the Emperor's son.

But compared with the imperial concubines, they are simply so different that they are hopelessly ugly.

The surroundings suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes were turned to him.

The woman's face turned pale, and then she spoke with a bit of embarrassment.

"What's wrong? Can't you even dream?"

"Don't you also want to be the emperor's bodyguard?"

"What's wrong with me going to be a palace maid?"

Everyone looked away silently.

Xia Feng was confused by the crowd below and turned to look at Xia Qingyang.

"What's going on here?"

Xia Qingyang squinted his eyes and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

"Xiao Feng, you don't know what a great thing you have done." He carried Xia Feng directly into the palace and waved to call the imperial doctor to examine Xia Feng.

Xia Feng said helplessly: "Ancestor, I am an alchemist myself. These injuries look serious, but in fact they don't hurt the muscles very much."

He was still measured in his actions, and he also had the Void Cauldron.

A mere yellow-level first-level Martial God, if Xia Feng wasn't afraid that he would run away and was just trying to intimidate him, he wouldn't even need to take out the Void Cauldron.

Xia Qingyang had a smile on his face: "Look, it's okay. Oh, Xiaofeng is really awesome..."

Xia Feng didn't know how many times Xia Qingyang recited these words along the way.

The successive Xia Emperors who flew slightly slower behind also rushed over and gathered around Xia Feng's bed in admiration.

Xia Feng was horrified by what they looked at, and asked in confusion: "Ancestors, what happened?"

Xia Naiwen paused and whispered: "After your grandfather was taken away, many warriors lost their original intention to practice."

"Today you killed the Martial God at the level of a demigod, letting them know that the Martial God can also defeat them, and reawakening their cultivation direction."

Xia Feng was speechless for a while. After his grandfather was taken away, few of the previous Xia emperors went back to retreat.

Are you worried that you will be treated so roughly after you break through?
Xia Feng thought for a moment, then turned to look at his father: "Since we have offended the Dongfang family, we might as well be more thorough."

"Spread the news of Dongfang Le'an's death."

Xia Naiwen had a smile on his face: "I know almost everything I need to know, and I'm going to erect a statue for you in every city."

"If it weren't for you, the entire Great Xia Empire would probably cease to exist after today."

Xia Feng frowned and was about to refuse when the successive Xia Emperors gathered around him.

"Xiao Feng, God of War..."

He came back to his senses and looked at these great-grandfathers and great-grandfathers.

"Ancestors, don't worry. The Martial God is not invincible. Although I have taken advantage of the Ten Paths of Cultivation today, as long as I am strong enough, the Martial God is only part of the cultivation path."

The expressions of the successive Xia emperors were a little bit joyful, and they wished they could go back to seclusion immediately to challenge their realm again.

But now that Xia Feng was still lying on the bed, they were too embarrassed to leave immediately.

Xia Feng smiled: "Ancestors, please go back first. I am very aware that I have hurt myself. I will be fine in a few days."

"After waiting, I will continue what grandpa has not finished before and tell the ancestors about breakthroughs."

Everyone had ecstasy on their faces, and knowing that Xia Feng was seeing off guests, they left one after another.

Xia Naiwen and Huang Xiaoqian stayed, looking at Xia Feng with a slightly worried expression.

"Is your injury really okay?"

"Also...you killed people from the Dongfang family and you didn't know..."

Xia Feng smiled and looked at his parents: "Soldiers are coming to block you, and water is coming to cover you up. If you don't dare to move forward because of fear, your cultivation will be ruined."

He was vaguely aware that the layers of blood-colored mist in his body seemed to have undergone an inexplicable change.

After dealing with his parents for a few words, he calmly looked inside and began to check the changes in the bloody mist.

After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, with a little surprise in his expression.

The blood-colored mist seemed like a burned-out spark, an indispensable fuel for igniting the divine fire.

He was originally worried that since he was a master of all ten disciplines, the road to igniting the divine fire might be extremely difficult and bumpy.

But he didn't expect to get such good news at the beginning, which at least gave him a direction to work towards.

(End of this chapter)