Reaper of the Martial World

Book 9: Chapter 70: Conference (6)

“… The Tower Quadrants are too large and we of the Star Clan don’t have any experience in controlling such a vast number of quadrants, even if we wanted to.

“Instead, this task will be decided by the amount of merits the youths can provide. We will host a training program that will be supported by the resources of our Star Clan. This will be our show of good faith.

“I will describe our plan of action now. Should you have any objections, feel free to interject.”

Though some below were confused as to why the Sapientia weren’t here, they buried their thoughts deeply. Since the top 9 Clans and Sects hadn’t said a word about it, they could only remain silent. Since they had said nothing, it definitely wasn’t their turn to.

“The first stage of the Ancient Battlefield’s descent is barred by age. This threshold is 1000 years, as such, it will be our marker as well. Geniuses at and below 890 years old have the right to participate in the coming training program.”

Seeing the confused stares, King Star smiled.

“Sir Apollos has calculated the exact time of descent for us. Though according to astrologers, the time is nigh, the truth is the battlefield won’t be descending for another 110 years. If this wasn’t the case, I would never allow you all to travel so far for so long.”

The Clan heads finally nodded inwardly. Finally something that made sense. If it was such a time sensitive issue, how could King Star allow them to waste ten years in this way?

“After some delegation, our Star Clan believes that the best way to effectively use our number is to split us into quadrants near one another.

“You may still be wondering why it is I made you travel so far. The simple answer is that those who couldn’t make it here today have no right to sit at our table. Their Fates will be decided by those here. Since they don’t have the ability, it’s best that they are absorbed.

“The youths that perform well during the training program will help their Clans split these territories amongst themselves.

“To make a long matter simple, this is our plan: The training program will reward points based on performance. These points can be used to Claim territories that we of the Star Clan have allocated a certain number to. This point total is decided by the resources of the territory, its energy density, its infrastructure and so on.”

The eyes of the Clan leaders below constricted. Wasn’t King Star essentially calling for a rearrangement of the whole of their tower quadrant territory?

There were many Emperor God Clans and Sects here, but not all of them were created equal. If it wasn’t for the no war amongst quadrants rules they had, many of them would have long be eradicated. In fact, hadn’t the Star Clan themselves done such a thing when they joined their Tower Quadrants?

“I know what you are all worried about, and I know that my next words may sound easy to say from my ‘pedestal’, but please listen to my words.

“If you all continue to hold tight to your territories and aren’t willing to make sacrifices, I guarantee that the very territories you sought to protect will be eradicated in just a century’s time.”

A cold breath of wind whipped through the parliament.

“I do not plan on starting immediately. The territory claiming period will only begin during the final 30 years. This gives you all 80 years’ time to use the resources of our Star Clan to raise up geniuses worthy of protecting the lands of your ancestors.

“In addition, each one of you here will be allocated one universe that is completely untouchable. It will not be able to be claimed by points no matter how many one might have.”

A collective sigh of relief was released. They knew that King Star had reason on his side, but the idea of shifting away their territories was too much. Even if they knew it would benefit them in the long run, humans were innately selfish creatures. Not many could set such things aside to think of the future…

King Star nodded to himself, it seemed like things were working well.

“As for the matter of claiming territories, that another reason I’ve called you all here today. I propose that we form the Mortal Plane Federation.

“We will have a set of laws decided by all of us today. In addition, when the timer has run down to 30 years, and it’s time to begin our territory claims, the Federation will move as one. Those who decide to oppose the rules we’ve set here today will feel the wrath of us all.”

The hearts of those below pounded. A very dangerous question crept into their heads… ‘What if?’

What if they managed to birth an outstanding genius? What if they already had geniuses who were only lacking the resources they needed to shine? What if they got lucky and the whole trajectory of their Clan completely changed due to this event…?

“I will set your minds at ease even further.” King Star said with a kind smile. “Not only will point totals for territories by decided by the merit of the territory, but there will be one more factor. Remember your untouchable universe? This will be known as your Clan or Sect’s Core Universe. When claiming a territory, the further the universe is from the borders of your current territory, the exponentially more expensive it is. I believe this is an arrangement that will put your minds at ease.”

Hearing these words, even the other 8 top ranked Clans and Sects couldn’t find a word worth rebutting. This system… It was for the best. Although it was obvious the Star Clan could take great advantage of this system to quickly expand their territory, it was also true that they could as well.

Plus, since the Star Clan had the largest territory to begin with, with two whole quadrants, they would also need more time to reclaim their own lands first, ironically putting them at a disadvantage.

As it always had been… It would be survival of the fittest.

King Star smiled brightly. They had succeeded.

He waved his hand, causing a bright board to appear in the air. It was filled with names, coordinates, and long strings of numbers following it. historical

At the very top was a very eye-catching name indeed: Celestial Universe.

And not many spots below that, there was yet another: Soul Universe.

The damning part? Unlike the 61 other locked universes with no point totals to their side, representing the 61 powers which had attended this day, both of those universes had clear point totals to their sides.

The message was clear: Even if it was the Sacharros, so long as you had enough points, the Federation would help you bring them down as well.

King Star’s smile only seemed to grow brighter with each passing moment. “There is only one final thing I will discuss before we officially open our Federation’s first Parliament, and that is the special circumstance of True God gen –.”

“What a grand list.” A beautiful voice that seemed capable of making one’s bones soften rang out, easily slicing through the momentum of King Star’s words and causing him to inadvertently frown. “I wonder how my husband would feel knowing that his territory was being sold off to the highest bidder without his consent…”