The Supreme Clan Patriarch

Mutant servants, fox-spirit maids, a mechanical metal dog. Luo Chenmu casually popped a cultivation experience pill into his mouth and looked around at the servants filling the courtyard, pleased with himself.

Tell me, in this world, who else dares claim to live as freely as he does?

When a great clan rises, who can stand against it?

He dares laugh at the heroes of the world: a bunch of spineless wretches!