Xia Feng’s expression carried a bit of admiration, as even such words could be turned into a form of Sound Attack, which looked rather formidable.

He wiped the fresh blood at the corner of his mouth and saluted the two Divine Kings: "Thank you both for stepping in."

Qi Jun appeared somewhat pleased, stepping forward to pat Xia Feng on the shoulder: "Good lad, I didn’t expect you to actually obtain the inheritance."

Xia Feng wore a modest smile: "It’s not my credit, Wan’Er was excellent to begin with, this inheritance should have been hers originally."

Qi Jun turned to glance at Qi Wan’Er, exclaiming: "You don’t need to flatter her, I understand my own daughter."

"She’s luckier than me, for she met a great man."

Beside them, Mo Yaya slightly narrowed her eyes looking at Qi Jun: "What do you mean, was meeting me back in the day not pleasant for you?"

"Wan’Er has my bloodline, her talent is inherently strong, and this lad said it right, this inheritance should have been Wan’Er’s."

The two began to argue as if no one else was present, causing the surrounding Divine Kings’ pressure to tremble lightly in irritation.

"Celestial Sound, Demon Sound, the two of you are going too far."

Mo Yaya emitted an intense Divine King aura, her gaze sharp as a knife aiming at the crowd: "Going too far?"

"Had I arrived a step later, my painstakingly found daughter and son-in-law would have been torn apart by you. And you dare say I’m going too far?"

As her words fell, many of the nearby prodigies appeared unable to withstand the pressure, starting to explode one after another.

Xia Feng secretly glanced around, noticing those exploding prodigies were mostly from other sects.

A few sect members weren’t targeted by Mo Yaya at all; upon closer inspection, they had been behaving obediently like invisible bodies, unfazed by the Divine King pressure.

He thoughtfully gazed at the Divine King pressure in mid-air, thinking that those people would soon face big trouble.

The irritated vibration of the Divine King pressures was chaotic, yet they dared not manifest their true selves.

They understood that given Mo Yaya’s disposition, showing their true selves would likely lead to a fate no better than those exploding prodigies around.

However, having their sects’ reputation trampled by Mo Yaya underfoot made them extremely uncomfortable.

"Mo Yaya, aren’t you afraid we’ll unite our sects to besiege your Demon Sound Sect?"

Mo Yaya sneered: "Come on, I’m actually afraid you won’t come."

"Better hurry and surround me, so I don’t have to go after each of you one by one."

The dense aura covering her surged directly toward the pressure in mid-air.

The pressure hurriedly dodged, but still couldn’t avoid it, with several Divine King pressures emitting cries of pain they couldn’t hold back.

Mo Yaya snickered: "A bunch of big-talking useless men, not one can fight."

Qi Jun couldn’t help but cough lightly, Mo Yaya glared at him: "Coughing? Something stuck in your throat?"

"You’re also a useless man."

Qi Jun muttered softly, wanting to argue a few words, but Mo Yaya already ignored him, with a wave of her hand pulling everyone back into the Demon Sound Divine King Hall.

After Qi Jun entered, he squirmed continuously as if fleas were crawling on him, seeming very uncomfortable.

Mo Yaya waved her hand, immobilizing him in place.

With Qi Jun’s ability, such grasped suppression couldn’t possibly restrain him, yet Xia Feng saw that he showed no struggle at all.

It seemed that both of them were content to play their respective roles.

Mo Rongying and Qi Wan’Er were also brought back, Mo Yaya first glanced at Mo Rongying with a look of iron that can’t become steel.

"Going to the Secret Realm only garnered some insights and a strong Celestial Sound Elf, all my years of cultivating you were wasted, you’re actually no better than your sister."

She glared at Mo Rongying once before refocusing on Qi Wan’Er: "Good girl, this time you have won honor for the Demon Sound Sect, I should reward you."

As Mo Yaya spoke, she continuously pulled out treasures from her Storage Ring.

Though Qi Jun was bound, he mumbled softly: "Wan’Er belongs to my Celestial Sound Sect, even if she wins honor, it’s for my sect, what has it to do with your Demon Sound Sect..."

By now, Xia Feng had almost figured out the relationships between the two sides; apparently, these two Divine Kings were engaged in playful banter, and the lines between Celestial Sound and Demon Sound were non-existent.

In the Secret Realm, it seemed members of Demon Sound didn’t target Celestial Sound at all, rather other sects continually targeted the two families.

Mo Yaya glared at Qi Jun then turned with a smiling face toward Xia Feng and Qi Wan’Er: "I know the Celestial Sound Divine Domain is small and lacks opportunities."

"Aside from the Celestial Sound Secret Realm, recent developments have nothing else, you two won’t stay there for long with your characters."

She looked at Qi Wan’Er with a bit of worry, but quickly collected her expression, handing a Storage Bracelet to Xia Feng.

"Since Wan’Er returned from the Lower Realm, I realized her cultivation speed is fast, but nowhere near as outrageous as when you are around."

"Although I boast about my daughter’s strength, I know her limits; she couldn’t have obtained the Secret Realm inheritance alone, so this is my thanks to you."

Xia Feng was momentarily stunned, then waved his hand: "Demon Sound Divine King, there’s no need to be so gracious, Wan’Er is my wife, naturally, I will help her."

"Besides, the Celestial Sound Secret Realm was left by our ancestors, me taking anything would be inappropriate."

Mo Yaya looked at Xia Feng more approvingly, playfully chiding: "You’ve called Wan’Er your wife, yet still call me Demon Sound Divine King?"

Xia Feng pursed his lips, showing a bit of embarrassment, saluting again and calling: "Mother-in-law..."

Then he turned to Qi Jun: "Father-in-law..."

Qi Jun, delighted, immediately released the bondage Mo Yaya had placed on him, rushing over to Xia Feng, persistently patting his shoulder.

"Good son-in-law, good son-in-law, I too have something for you."

As he spoke, he removed the Storage Ring from his hand and promptly pushed it into Xia Feng’s hand.

Xia Feng hesitated, as accepting resources was different from plundering the Dongfang Clan’s assets, these were Wan’Er’s parents’ possessions, and Xia Feng felt a bit embarrassed accepting them.

Qi Jun and Mo Yaya insisted, placing the items into Xia Feng’s hands without allowing refusal: "Consider it a gift for changing what you call us."

"Moreover, now that Wan’Er has reached the True God Realm, it’s time she steps beyond the small Celestial Sound Divine Domain to experience the wider world."

"You will need to think more about this."