My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

At this moment, countless tribesmen poured out from the cave world, retreat places, and mountain roads.

They all looked up at the top of Cangwu Mountain, feeling the familiar breath.

Powerful...and reassuring.

Soon, their faces flushed and they were extremely excited.

"Chief! He's really the chief!"

"With the clan leader here, my heart can finally be at peace."

"Cangwu Mountain...If there is no patriarch, how can it still be called Cangwu Mountain?"

At this moment, everyone, regardless of age, knelt down.

Countless voices converged, transforming into a sound wave that swept across:

"Meet the clan leader!"

"Meet the clan leader!"

"Greetings to the clan leader—!"

The sound is like thunder, echoing endlessly!

Amidst the thunderous roar of worship.

A tall figure quickly rushed to the top of the mountain.

That was none other than Jiang Chen, the leader of the Ten Heroes of Cangwu, known as the 'Young Emperor'!

But at this moment, looking at the familiar figure in front of me.

This young emperor, who was famous in Tianxu, had lost his former composure.

His eyes were red and his throat was tight.

"Uncle!"

The longing that had been accumulated for a long time seemed to have found an outlet and poured out in an instant!

In the eyes of the world, he is the almighty head of the Jiang family, the founder of the Xuntian League, and the Great Dao Master of the Dao League, the leader of the Seven Extremes of Tianxu.

But in Jiang Chen's mind, there are not so many identities.

Some are just an elder who protects the younger generation, the uncle that you respect and admire the most!

Jiang Chen fell to his knees and banged his forehead hard.

"Uncle! You're back safely! Chen'er... Chen'er missed you so much..."

His voice was choked and his chest rose and fell.

Especially when I think back on what happened in the past few days, I feel extremely uncomfortable.

Jiang Daoxuan looked down at him with a gentle gaze.

next moment--

He walked slowly forward, came in front of Jiang Chen, bent down, stretched out his hands, and personally helped the other person up.

"Silly child." Jiang Daoxuan shook his head and laughed, "Why are you like this? It's been a long time since we last met, and you're already crying?"

Jiang Chen sobbed and shook his head, gritting his teeth, but he couldn't stop the tears.

"Uncle, Chen'er isn't afraid of what others say...but in front of you, I just can't help it..."

Jiang Daoxuan felt warm in his heart.

He immediately raised his hand and tidied the wet hair on the other person's temples.

"Go ahead and cry. Here, it's just you and me. No one will make fun of you."

"You will always be my Chen'er, my proudest nephew."

Jiang Chen's nose felt sore and tears fell again.

Jiang Daoxuan looked at him and couldn't help but joked, "But...if everyone comes up and sees the young emperor like this, I'm afraid it will get out and say that the young emperor of our Jiang family is a crybaby. That won't sound good."

As he spoke, he stretched out a piece of white sleeve, handed it to Jiang Chen, and motioned him to wipe it.

Jiang Chen was instinctively stunned at first.

Then, a burning heat surged in my chest and my vision blurred instantly.

He gritted his teeth, held back his sobs, and wiped away his tears bit by bit.

"Uncle... since you left, Chen'er has been working hard, but no matter how hard I try, I know in my heart that I'm just learning from you, imitating you... Without you, how could I be who I am today?"

Jiang Daoxuan sighed softly.

He immediately stretched out his right palm and gently patted his shoulder.

"Silly boy, you never imitated me."

"You walk your own path."

"If you were truly imitating someone, how could you have convinced so many people? And how could you be called the Young Emperor?"

Jiang Chen shuddered and looked at his uncle with tearful eyes.