Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Dyon silently watched as the water below finally calmed its ripples.

Before, Dyon would have never thought of having a child… Not until he had stabilized everything. He didn't want to have a son or daughter that only understood the fires of war and the pain of loss. He wanted something better for them. Plus, he wanted to stay by their side until they, at the very least, became adults before his eyes.

He understood the loss of a parent, but he also understood the absence of a live parent was sometimes far worse. With how Dyon's life was now, he sometimes didn't see his wives for several years at a time… How could he put a child through that?

However… The Jafari Clan treasure had given him a new hope. With it, maybe, just maybe, he could lead a normal life once in a while.

'I hope you succeed soon, Zabia.' Dyon looked off into the distance.

Zabia and the disciples of Heaven's Wine were likely fighting their own battle. It had been more than half a decade since they set off. In fact, Dyon was still within his trial at the time. Yet, they still weren't back. Dyon could only hope that nothing had happened to them.

Over the next few weeks, Dyon made his last bits of preparation.

He decided to leave the twins with Clara. He made years worth of Beast Nurturing and various other beast growth related pills, while also diligently guiding his nieces and nephews.

He gave Clara a few hundred barrels of celestial beast blood to help the growth of the youth and also left the Jade Queen Bee's honey with her as well.

"I'm not a leader." Clara said with a pout when she noticed Dyon dumping all these responsibilities on her. She didn't have the patience or temperament for such things, and Dyon definitely knew this.

Dyon kissed her forehead lightly. "There's nothing my Clara can't do. Don't be silly."

Afterward, Dyon proceeded to enter seclusion to concoct the rewards he promised to those Soul Rending Peak and the various sub peaks. Before he left, he had only made enough for a few months, but now he made ten years worth in one fell swoop.

Then, he diligently forged disciple robes for each and every member. He was a bit clumsy at first as this was his first time forging. Before, it had been Clara who did it. But, he soon seemed to fall into a steady pace as a smile once more bloomed on his handsome features.

The scene of him sweating over a hot furnace was one that the Mortal Clan teenage girls insisted on watching much to Kedar's rage.

When he finally finished Soul Rending Peak matters, Dyon had a long three-day meeting with Meiying.

Although there were only six habited planets with Soul Rending Peak, the truth was that any given universe actually had several million habitable planets. It was just a matter of how many were feasible to maintain.

Under Dyon's guidance he pointed out four more planets to add to this formation of six. Not only did he go through plans he had for each one, he also laid out plans for clan and sect allocations.

Migration wasn't a simple matter to handle. He had to make sure to make every clan seem as though they were being accepted, while not stepping on the toes of those clans already there.

After dealing with matters of Soul Rend Quadrant and the allocations of various clans and sects, not mention resources, Dyon could only depressingly watch his funds deplete. If he pushed any harder, they would be in the red.

Dyon sighed to himself. If he had some capital, he could use his dao formation puppets. At that point, would he be afraid of some bullshit kitsune clan? Of course not, he'd directly sweep through their forces. However a single dao stone was worth a million celestial stones which was a billion saint stones… And, a single dao stone would only power one puppet for a few seconds. Who could bear such a cost?

Dyon's entire profit from the Sapientia News Network was only between 10 and 20 dao stones a month. Such a sum was astronomical at lower level, but pitifully small for what Dyon needed. He missed the days when he was swimming in dao stones… Unfortunately, that had all been invested into the creation of the Internet.

Thinking to this point, Dyon and Meiying reached the crux of their meeting… Dyon's money making machine and Meiying's masterpiece: Celestial Deer Corner.

Currently, Dyon didn't have the power to confidently allow others into his quadrant. This meant that revenue from tourism was out of the question… Unfortunately, this also meant that their money-making opportunities would be limited to those of the saint floor as well. However, there was nothing that could be done about this.

That said… Every clan's foundation was their younger generation. The clans ranked 70 and below all flooded their money toward Sapientia Corner. But, what if Dyon could gain business from clans ranked far above 70? What if his goods were that enticing?

The key to this second money-making plan after the Sapientia News Network was to build a world wonder within Celestial Deer Corner…

With Meiying here, Dyon was confident that the attraction of Celestial Deer Corner would be among the greatest in existence. Then, when he started cornering the niche markets he had noted after his visit to Sapientia Quadrant, the money would start to flood in.

When the meeting ended, Meiying skipped out with a happy expression on her face, but Dyon was even more sunken. Looking at the budget Meiying allocated to complete her tasks, he felt like a corpse had crawled into his body.

Dyon sighed, looking toward Clara's gloating expression. "It's time to move forward with phase two of the Internet."

Hearing Dyon's words, Clara nodded seriously. As long as the Sapientia agreed, their profits would increase tenfold, potentially a hundredfold.