Because of this, Chu Yunfan felt that the more people there were, the better.
The more geniuses there were, the better. The more geniuses there were, the stronger his strength would naturally be. His path to becoming a God in the future would also be simpler.
In the past few years, Chu Yunfan had been thinking about how to solve this problem.
It was not a matter of a day or two for him to become a God. To make up for it and even surpass the ancient times, even if he pulled the seedlings to help them grow, it would at least last for thousands of years or tens of thousands of years.
Even though there were already quite a number of talents born and raised in the Ancient Realm, the Ten Great Emperors were already satisfied.
But for Chu Yunfan, it was still too little, too little, too little!
No one knew how big of a scheme he had in mind. Probably only Tang Siyu, who was a major chess piece, knew a little.