An Emperor Realm Soul meant that Xiao Ze's soul power had reached a truly terrifying level.
Across the entire Central Plains, only a handful could reach such a level. The only ones who might manage it were those from the ancient clans.
So now, he could be said to have restored the Xiao Clan to its former glory.
One of the eight great clans of old, the Xiao Clan's decline was lamentable. But its younger generation had not grown despondent; instead, they trained harder than ever, all so that one day they could follow in their ancestors' footsteps and fulfill the wishes they had left unfinished!
Break through the shackles that made becoming an Emperor impossible!
With Xiao Ze emerging from seclusion, the long-quiet Xiao Clan erupted into a frenzy. The women he had brought back showed no restraint, throwing themselves at him.
Two and a half years of holding back had long since made them forget what men were for.
So when Xiao Ze emerged from seclusion, before he could even greet his father, Cao Ying, Qing Lin, Han Yue, and the other women pounced on him, dragged him into a room, and set about wringing him dry.
I've brought this upon myself. Xiao Ze cried out inwardly.
"Husband, it's late. We should go to bed..."
More than a week passed like this. After rewarding them handsomely, Xiao Ze finally got a chance to catch his breath.
"Alas, as a young man, I should make restoring the Xiao Clan my duty. How can I lose myself in the tender embrace of a beauty?"
Xiao Ze stood alone atop the mountain behind the Xiao Clan, gazing at the rising sun, his heart as calm as still water.
"Alas, my big brother Xiao Yan has finally finished his seclusion."
Just then,