The Eight Ancient Clans

Xiao Jie did not immediately refine this heavenly treasure. Instead, he planned to consult the records first to see whether there were any cultivation restrictions or side effects before deciding whether to consume it.

After all, it was already in his hands. It was not like it could run away, right? Besides, he could save it for breaking through a bottleneck in the future.

Still, in this Life Simulation, he had actually entered the space where the Spirit Clan resided because of spatial turbulence. Thankfully, it had not been the Soul Clan. Otherwise, before he even woke up, his soul would probably have been extracted.

The Spirit Clan was one of the races in the Battle Through the Heavens World that could awaken the Dou Emperor Bloodline and had survived into modern times.

Together with the Soul Clan, Ancient Clan, Yao Clan, Flame Clan, Thunder Clan, Xiao Clan, and Stone Clan, they were known as the Eight Ancient Clans. Among them, the Soul Clan was the strongest, followed by the Ancient Clan.

The Yao Clan, Thunder Clan, and Flame Clan were roughly evenly matched. Though they had no nine-star Dou Saints, they still possessed high-level Dou Saints at the seven- and eight-star levels. The Spirit Clan and Stone Clan, meanwhile, were at the bottom, their strongest members only at the peak of six-star Dou Saint.

After the Xiao Clan's patriarch, Xiao Xuan, had gathered the strength of the entire clan a thousand years ago and burned the Dou Emperor Bloodline in an attempt to break through to Dou Di, only to fail, the Xiao Clan was no longer worthy of being called one of the Eight Ancient Clans.

Following Xiao Xuan's failed attempt to force his way into the Dou Di realm, the Xiao Clan scattered its members across different regions. Later, the Soul Clan attacked, slaughtering most of the Xiao Clan and extracting their Dou Emperor Bloodlines and souls.

Only with the Ancient Clan's help did a single surviving branch of the Xiao Clan escape to the Jia Ma Empire on the Northwest Continent, where it continued to multiply until today. The strongest person in the clan was now merely a Da Dou Shi, and nearly all its inheritance had been lost. Even the patriarch and elders did not know just how glorious their ancestors had once been.

The only thing left was the Tou She Ancient God Jade passed down through generations of patriarchs. Yet none of those patriarchs knew its name or purpose; they only knew it was an ancestral treasure and passed it on to each succeeding patriarch.

Xiao Jie pondered silently.

Each of the Eight Ancient Clans is immensely powerful. Central Plains may be represented by one hall, one tower, two sects, three valleys, and the Four Square Pavilions, but that is because the Seven Ancient Clans of Central Plains all live in worlds created by Dou Di and rarely appear in the outside world.

The Soul Hall among the one hall and Sound Valley among the three valleys are forces supported in the outside world by the Soul Clan and Spirit Clan. Merely the forces they support in the outside world are already renowned throughout Central Plains. One can imagine just how powerful the Seven Ancient Clans are.

The ancestor of Pill Tower, that Ninth Grade Profound Pill, is only a six-star Dou Saint. Yet even the weakest of the other seven clans, the Spirit Clan and Stone Clan, have clan chiefs at the six-star Dou Saint level, as well as other middle-level Dou Saint elders. Their lower-level Dou Saints number more than ten. This is the tyranny and terror of the Dou Emperor Bloodline. The saying, "When one attains the Dao, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven," could not be more fitting.

In my memories, the Soul Clan is the most active among the Seven Ancient Clans. The Ancient Clan, Yao Clan, Flame Clan, and Thunder Clan are nowhere to be seen unless something major happens. As for the Spirit Clan and Stone Clan, there is even less to say—they are completely insignificant. In the end, the Soul Clan silently exterminated both clans without leaving a single survivor behind. It was truly miserable.

After thinking it over, Xiao Jie spread the dark green Dou Qi wings behind his back and flew toward a town near the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

This town was called Green Mountain Town. Because it was close to the Magical Beast Mountain Range, it was also known as Beast Town. Naturally, its largest population consisted of mercenaries who lived with their lives on the line. They gathered in groups and spoke without restraint about which women in town were the most beautiful, which places had the most enticing women, which shops sold the most fragrant and strongest wine, and where the most terrifying magical beasts could be found...

Xiao Jie walked along the bluestone-paved streets. With his refined yet youthful appearance, he naturally drew many strange looks in such a place. Some harbored ill intentions, some were merely curious, and others simply found the unfamiliar face novel. However, he paid them no mind. With his strength as a two-star Dou Emperor, no one in this tiny Green Mountain Town could possibly threaten him.

There were many shops lining both sides of the street. Thanks to its location, the flow of people along this street was endless every day, and business was especially brisk.

As Xiao Jie walked and looked around, he found everything novel. This was the first time he had traveled far and explored since arriving in this world. In his previous life, he had rarely gone out sightseeing, and the natural scenery of that world could not compare to this fantasy world. Though technology existed there, it could never possess the grand and magnificent beauty of nature found in this fantasy world. The shops and street vendors in this town sold all manner of strange and novel goods. And this was only a small town. Though Wutan City had such things as well, it was ultimately a city regulated and managed by the empire. Green Mountain Town was different. It had arisen from the gathering of mercenaries, and the empire found it difficult to interfere with or manage these mercenaries who wore their heads on their belts.

More than an hour quickly passed. Xiao Jie slowly strolled through the town, sampling its delicacies as he ate and walked, gradually approaching the place where Xiao Yi Xian lived.

Xiao Jie was in no hurry. During this past hour, he had already learned Xiao Yi Xian's whereabouts and locked onto her with his soul power. Once he had eaten and drunk his fill, he would go visit her.