The major powers exhausted every means to nurture talent precisely in the hope of receiving returns in the future. Yet returns as exaggerated as Ye Xiwen's were rare indeed.
Once one reached the level of attaining the Dao, it was no longer a matter of receiving returns simply by investing resources. It was perfectly normal for every investment to go down the drain.
Ye Xiwen did not have much time left. He could only leave as many of his insights as possible with the Ye Family, forging for them the foundation of a royal clan.
Unlike other senior figures, he could not remain in the Ancient Wasteland. He did not have the time to let the Ye Family slowly lay its foundations. He could only keep moving forward, while making the Ye Family's foundation as deep as possible beforehand.
But all of this would have to be done slowly.
It would still take a long time.
And the time left for him was truly scarce!
At most, he had another month before returning to the Transformation God Abyss. Yet in truth, he had even less time than that. He still had countless miscellaneous matters to handle, matters he needed to settle all at once, and he also had to find time to meet with the upper echelons of the various clans.
So in reality, he did not have much time to get things done.
A month passed quickly. Many matters could not be handled to perfection, but there was nothing to be done about that. He could only choose to return and deal with them in the future.
After one month, Ye Xiwen silently left the Ancient Wasteland. Aside from Ye Fan and a few others, no one else knew that he had already departed. But that did not matter.