Yao Ming moved quickly. After recovering sixty percent of his strength and regaining Dou Saint battle power, he immediately returned to the Nine Serenities Deep Ground Python Clan.
Relying on his unmatched strength among the Nine Serenities Deep Ground Python Clan, as well as the Nine Serenities Underworld Staff, Yao Ming smoothly reclaimed the position of clan leader.
What followed was a merciless purge.
Yao Xiaotian had served as clan leader for several centuries. To say he had not planted his own confidants within the clan alongside the Great Elder would have been complete nonsense.
If Yao Ming wanted to completely control the Nine Serenities Deep Ground Python Clan, he had to wipe out all these stubborn factions in one fell swoop.
Xiao Jin naturally did not care about any of this. At that moment, he was sitting with Cai Lin beside the Nine Serenities Yellow Spring Lake, the two of them leaning against each other.
Everyone else had already left, giving the space to them.
"My retreat this time will probably last several years." Cai Lin rested her head on Xiao Jin's shoulder, her voice filled with tenderness and reluctance.
Xiao Jin wrapped an arm around her fragrant shoulder and said gently, "I know. But once you emerge from seclusion, you'll surely be a Dou Saint admired by everyone."
Cai Lin let out a soft laugh. Why did she seem to hear a sour note in his voice?
Of course Xiao Jin was jealous.
Everyone else broke through as easily as eating or drinking, and now Cai Lin was even about to become a Dou Saint—a powerhouse whom even the Ancient Emperor Clans had to treat courteously.
But what about him?
He was still troubled by his bottleneck, not knowing how to unseal his bloodline.
Sometimes, the gap between