Chapter 107: The Foundation of an Unstoppable Dynasty
The Foundation of an Unstoppable Dynasty
After announcing the birth of the Family Rank, Victor did not end the assembly.
Instead, he continued refining every rule governing the system, ensuring that the Salvatore Family would never stagnate.
His calm, commanding voice echoed across Sovereign Peak.
"From this day onward..."
"The members occupying the Top Ten Family Ranks shall be personally appointed by me."
A brief silence settled over the countless clansmen.
Victor continued before anyone could react.
"As for every position below the top ten..."
"They shall be decided through the Salvatore Family Grand Tournament."
The announcement instantly captured everyone’s attention.
The young disciples listened without blinking.
Even the elders leaned forward.
Victor’s golden eyes slowly swept across the enormous gathering.
"Every member of the Salvatore Family has the right to challenge any Rank holder."
"If the challenger wins..."
"They shall immediately replace that person’s position."
"If they lose..."
"They will continue cultivating until they are strong enough to challenge again."
The simple rules caused everyone’s breathing to quicken.
The current Rank holders immediately straightened their backs.
This meant their positions were not permanent.
Every single day...
Someone could challenge them.
The moment they became complacent...
Someone else would take everything they had earned.
Yet...
Rather than discouraging anyone...
It ignited an even greater fighting spirit.
Many ordinary disciples clenched their fists tightly.
Their eyes burned with determination.
Several younger disciples looked toward Austin and laughed confidently.
"Brother Austin!"
"Don’t get too comfortable!"
"One day, I’m coming for your Rank!"
Austin couldn’t help but chuckle.
"I’ll be waiting."
"But don’t blame my Black Mountain Saber if it knocks you flat."
The surrounding disciples burst into laughter.
Another young cultivator raised his fist into the air.
His face was flushed with excitement.
"Our time will come!"
"My strength today isn’t my strength forever!"
He looked toward the Family Ranks and shouted loudly,
"Today’s you..."
"...doesn’t mean tomorrow’s you!"
"One day..."
"I’ll climb those ranks with my own hands!"
"And when that day comes..."
"Hand over that Rank, Senior!"
His spirited declaration immediately earned cheers from countless young clansmen.
The atmosphere grew even more passionate.
Victor watched the scene quietly.
Exactly as he had expected.
Competition...
When guided correctly...
Would become the greatest driving force behind the family’s growth.
His gaze then shifted toward the elders.
"As for the former branch patriarchs..."
"And the main family’s stewards..."
"They shall all become members of the Sovereign Council."
"The previous administrative structure is abolished."
The announcement surprised many of the older clansmen.
However...
None objected.
Victor continued,
"Max Salvatore..."
"You shall serve as the President of the Sovereign Council."
Max stepped forward respectfully.
"I accept, Big Brother."
Victor nodded.
"Only those whose cultivation, character, and contributions satisfy my standards may join the Council."
"The Sovereign Council shall discuss every important matter concerning the family."
"After reaching a decision..."
"It shall be presented before me."
He paused.
"As for whether the proposal is approved..."
"I alone shall decide."
His voice was calm.
Yet not a single person questioned it.
Because everyone present understood one truth.
Everything they possessed today...
Their cultivation.
Their prosperity.
Their future...
All originated from Victor.
No one was more qualified to lead the Salvatore Family than the man standing before them.
With every decree Victor announced...
The framework of an entirely new family gradually took shape.
No longer was it merely an ordinary cultivation clan.
It had become a disciplined organization where talent was rewarded, effort was recognized, and strength determined one’s future.
Like an enormous machine...
Every gear meshed perfectly with the next.
Every member had a purpose.
Every rule pushed the family toward becoming stronger.
Even Elder Black, standing silently in the distance, couldn’t help but nod inwardly.
This...
Was no longer the structure of a simple family.
It was the blueprint of a future empire.
By the time Victor concluded his announcements, excitement had spread throughout the entire Sovereign Blessed Land.
Disciples gathered in groups, discussing the future with animated expressions.
"I’ve decided!"
"I’m heading into the Beast Mountains tomorrow!"
"If I can earn enough Contribution Points, I’ll challenge for a Rank!"
Another young cultivator laughed.
"I’m entering closed-door cultivation."
"When I emerge..."
"I’ll definitely make the top hundred!"
Others immediately rushed toward the Mission Hall.
Some hurried to the Contribution Pavilion.
Others left for hunting grounds beyond the family’s borders.
Everywhere one looked...
The Salvatore Family was moving.
Working.
Growing.
No one wished to be left behind.
As news of the Family Rank spread throughout the Salvatore Family, excitement only continued to grow.
Every disciple understood that the Family Rank was no empty title.
It represented glory.
Resources.
Authority.
Most importantly...
It represented the Patriarch’s recognition.
For many young cultivators, that recognition alone was worth risking everything.
Naturally, some people quickly turned their attention toward the weakest member among the Top Ten.
Austin Salvatore.
Although Austin had only recently entered the Heavenly Genesis Realm, no one dared underestimate him after witnessing his performance during the ranking ceremony.
Even so...
There were always those who believed they could create a miracle.
A broad-shouldered clansman carrying a massive battle axe stepped into the training arena.
He respectfully cupped his fists.
"Brother Austin, I request your guidance."
Austin smiled warmly.
"Come."
The battle began instantly.
The challenger roared as True Spiritual Power erupted from his body.
His battle axe descended with enough force to split a mountain.
BOOM!
The ground beneath Austin shattered.
Dust exploded into the air.
Many spectators widened their eyes.
But when the dust fully settled down...
Austin was no longer wait and standing there.
He had appeared several meters away, his expression remaining as calm as ever.
"You’ve got good strength."
"But your movements are too obvious."
The challenger gritted his teeth.
He charged once more.
This time his attacks came one after another, creating a storm of axe shadows.
Austin simply watched quietly.
Only when the battle axe was within arm’s reach did he finally move.
His hand reached toward the Black Mountain Saber.
SHING!