Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Of course, the more clever individuals knew that Dyon was doing this so it was easier to keep an eye on his more powerful subordinates to make sure they weren't led astray, but they kept silent on this matter. After all, Dyon was compensating them well.

In order not to brew discontent, Dyon made it clear that those Clans who were selected for this privilege had already earned it.

For example, Caedlum Pakal not only had the Asura Faith Seed, he was a False True God. As such, he was rated as an S grade talent though – he didn't enter the academy – and a future pillar of Dyon's empire. Who could deny that his family deserved good treatment?

Dyon used similar logic to bring the Elves and the Jafari Clan to his side. He also officially enshrined the Ipsum Clan. Considering they had 5 dao experts, who would complain? They immediately became the strongest of the Clans without question. Though, they were lacking in members.

The final thing Dyon did before he adjourned the meeting was lay a foundation for those who might not have a Clan supporting them. After all, he himself didn't really have a Clan. How would he survive in an environment that was entirely dependent on the strength of your Clan?

For those individuals, he not only laxed the requirements for entering the Sects should they have started cultivating late, he also gave them priority in positions like Academy Instructor and some of the lesser posts of the Administration.

Up to now, the only way to earn the official title was to earn it through you Clan. For example, a 1st Tier Clan could only have one 1st Tier Official. However, Dyon created a path for those without Clans to become Officials as well, though it would be more difficult.

These individuals would have to earn a certain number of merits of all three kinds, meaning military merits, talents merits and contribution merits, plus they would have to have a certain number of total merits as well.

To become a 1st Tier Official without a Clan, one would need 100 military merits, 100 talents merits, and 100 contribution merits. And, they would have to have 1000 merits overall.

In this vein, Dyon added many support programs and also laid plans to increase the academy total from 3 per planet, to 10.

Like this, the First Mortal Meeting came to an end.

**

The months continued to trickle by. By the time Dyon had spent a full year in Soul Rend Universe, even celebrating both Little Aiden's and Junior's birthdays, the Clans had finally settled into their own.

As things stood now, Dyon had 72 Clans under his charge, both large and small. On Soul Planet, however, there sat the Jafari Clan, the Ipsum Clan, the Elvin Clan, the Pakal Clan, the Mino Clan, the Belmont Clan, the Caedes Clan and finally, the Sacharro Clan.

Dyon decided to allow the Elves to fly under one banner. One had to remember that the reason they could all fit on a single island on Earth was because their birth rates were so poor. Elves were gifted with lifespans three times that of humans and beasts, but their birth rate was correspondingly lower as well.

This wasn't the only reason Dyon allowed this either. He still remembered all of those orphans without a family that he helped all those years ago. Although they had grown into their own by now, they didn't have any Clans supporting them. In this way, the Elves would be one and could help each other. Over time, their original bloodlines and names would start to lose their meaning.

At this moment, Caedlum was sitting on a platform in silence. As the reason his Clan could receive such good treatment, he was obviously given a sizeable piece of land to himself. Considering the Pakal Clan was now a probationary 1st Tier Clan, they had 5% of Soul Planet to themselves, leaving them with 25 million square kilometers of space. So, one could imagine the kind of freedom Caedlum had.

Caedlum's long black hair whipped silently in the wind, his red skin steaming as a product of his cultivation. All he had to do was open his eyes to be greeted by a vast ocean.

His chosen dwelling was built into the side of a cliff with nothing but raging white rapids below. To a mortal, such a place would be perilous, but to a cultivator, it was simply a beautiful sight to behold.

"I assume since you allowed me to detect you because you wanted to talk?" Caedlum suddenly said. He was a man of few words, but one of the minority of individuals he would allow to hear his voice was the man right before him now: Dyon Sacharro.

Dyon smiled lightly. "Of course, can't I come say hi to an old friend?"

"An old friend?" Caedlum opened his eyes, staring toward Dyon who stood in the air. "I'm not sure that I have any friends."

Dyon shook his head. The first time he met Caedlum, they had had a similar interaction. It seemed that the Pakal Clan's third young master wasn't fond of having friends at all.

Back then, the Pakals wanted to retrieve their stolen Blood Sacrifice Technique from the Ragnors, the very same one the Ragnors used to kill thousands of Focus Academy students all to open the Demon Sage's Legacy World.

Caedlum agreed to work with Dyon only because he knew that Madeleine was his girlfriend at the time and that Ava's father, the guardian of the Royal God Clan's family, would be in the mix as well. He made this clear back then, almost as if he wanted to ensure he remained at arm's length from Dyon.

"Still so cold." Dyon said, slightly amused.

"Why are you here?" Caedlum asked.

"I'm here to understand."

"Understand what exactly?"

"What your Pakal Clan is seeking. The Demon Sage you all worship is here, yet you haven't even asked me to see him a single time. You wanted to get revenge on the Emperor God Pakal Clan, did you not? Didn't you say that you wanted this revenge for the Demon Sage?

"Well, now, not only have I brought the Demon Sage here, I've thrown the Emperor God Pakal Clan into chaos, and I've taken the Demon Sage's daughter as my woman. So, tell me, why is it that the Pakal Clan seems to want nothing to do with me when we're so intertwined now? By all rights, the Matriarch of your Clan is technically my wife, after all, no?"