The Mu Tribe, where Ye Muxuan had been born, now enjoyed tremendous prestige among the Qingyuan Clan. After all, none of the clansmen had yet surpassed the records set back then, and the first clan leader had also come from the Mu Tribe. But whether it was Ye Muxuan, Zhong Li, or the other twenty-five Elders, none of them gave the Mu Tribe any special treatment beyond letting it occupy a star system of its own.
Of course, their own tribes were treated the same way. The universe was a place where the strong preyed on the weak. Without enough strength of their own, no one could expect their enemies to show them special consideration.
Ye Muxuan found time to return to the star system where the Mu Tribe now lived and observe the clansmen from afar. But thirteen thousand years had passed, and his parents, siblings, and some of the clansmen he had known were all gone. There were still many clansmen who shared his bloodline, but they were now no more familiar to him than members of the other tribes. After all, even those at Universe Rank had a maximum lifespan of only a hundred thousand years. And with ferocious beasts prowling the secret realm, few clansmen—whether at Planet Rank or World Lord Level—survived to the end of their natural lives.
He remained stationed at Purple Forest Manor for another thirty years. In part, it was to look after the clansmen who had just arrived in their new surroundings, watching them throw themselves into building a new home as they familiarized themselves with the place, full of hope for the future. He also spent forty thousand Hunyuan Units at an auction to buy Grand Elder Zhong Li a World Lord slot in the Initial Universe, giving him a