Building an Eternal Dynasty: The Eternal Legacy System

The Rise of the Sovereign Salvatore Family (Part 3)

”We are once again...”

”...become one and only the Salvatore Family.”

The words struck every clansman like warm spring rain after a long winter.

Some elderly members lowered their heads.

Their eyes became moist.

Generations...

Countless generations...

Their ancestors had dreamed of returning to the main family.

Today...

That dream had finally become reality.

One elderly clansman suddenly dropped to his knees.

His weathered body trembled violently.

”Our ancestors...”

”They can finally rest in peace.”

Another elder quickly followed.

Then another.

Within moments...

Nearly every clansman had knelt.

Not out of obligation.

Not because anyone ordered them.

But because gratitude overflowed from the depths of their hearts.

”Thank you...”

”Clan Patriarch...”

”Thank you...”

Magnus quietly watched the scene before raising both hands.

”Everyone.”

”Stand.”

”The Clan Patriarch doesn’t like seeing his family kneel.”

”He wants us to stand proudly.”

”He wants the Salvatore Family to become a family that no one in heaven or earth dares to bully again.”

Those words immediately reignited everyone’s spirit.

One after another, the clansmen rose to their feet.

Their expressions were completely different from before.

The fear that had lingered since the Whitecliff Family’s oppression...

Was gone.

The despair brought by the Crimson Abyss Sect...

Had vanished.

Now...

Only hope remained.

Magnus immediately began issuing orders.

”Gather everything.”

”Take only what truly matters.”

”The Clan Patriarch has already prepared a new home for us.”

”The remaining properties in Blackstone City will be managed later.”

”Today’s priority...”

”...is returning home.”

The entire estate instantly burst into activity.

Doors opened.

Storage rooms were emptied.

Cultivation manuals, medicinal herbs, family records, treasured weapons, ancestral tablets, and countless precious belongings were carefully packed away.

Young disciples hurried from courtyard to courtyard.

The older clansmen directed the relocation with surprising energy.

Even those who had been exhausted only moments ago now moved with smiles on their faces.

It was as though everyone had been reborn.

Meanwhile...

Damien and Nux stood together outside the main hall.

The afternoon breeze gently stirred their robes.

Damien looked toward the distant horizon.

”I wonder...”

”...how the main family looks now.”

Nux smiled faintly.

”You’ll see soon enough.”

”The moment we arrived...”

”I almost thought we’d stepped into another world.”

His crimson eyes reflected memories of towering peaks, endless spiritual mist, and the majestic Mana Vein that now belonged to the Salvatore Family.

”It truly deserves to be called...”

”...the Sovereign Salvatore Family.”

Austin quietly listened from nearby.

His curiosity grew stronger with every passing moment.

What kind of place...

Could leave even Damien and Nux so deeply impressed?

He looked toward the sky.

His journey...

Had only just begun.

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Meanwhile, back in Aurelia City...

The relocation of the Salvatore Family was already underway.

Victor’s orders had spread through every courtyard before dawn.

Not a single clansman questioned the decision.

The older members whose cultivation had long stagnated volunteered to remain behind and manage the family’s businesses throughout Aurelia City. Although they would not relocate immediately, Victor had already arranged generous monthly cultivation resources and living allowances for them. None felt neglected. Instead, they wore proud smiles.

Even if they stayed behind...

They were still serving the Salvatore Family.

The younger generation, the elite cultivators, and nearly every direct descendant journeyed toward their new homeland.

Toward...

The Sovereign Blessed Land.

...

The moment the first group crossed the entrance of the Heavenly Secret Realm...

Silence descended.

Everyone stopped walking.

Eyes widened.

Breathing became shallow.

No one could utter a single word.

Towering mountains stretched endlessly into the heavens like divine pillars supporting the sky itself.

Peak after peak disappeared into drifting clouds.

Ancient forests blanketed the valleys below, where countless spiritual flowers bloomed in every imaginable color.

Crystal-clear rivers flowed like ribbons of jade, reflecting the golden sunlight.

Immense waterfalls plunged thousands of meters from lofty cliffs, their thunderous roar echoing across the heavens.

Majestic spirit beasts roamed freely through the forests.

White cranes soared through the skies.

Silver deer drank peacefully beside the lakes.

Golden-winged eagles circled high above the mountains.

The entire world felt alive.

Every breeze carried the fragrance of flowers mixed with astonishingly dense spiritual energy.

The air itself shimmered with tiny particles of light.

It was as though heaven and earth were breathing.

One young disciple unconsciously inhaled.

The instant the spiritual energy entered his body—

Boom!

The bottleneck that had trapped him for months loosened immediately.

His eyes flew open.

”I...”

”I broke through...”

His voice trembled.

Nearby, several other clansmen experienced the exact same phenomenon.

Some felt their stagnant True Spiritual Power begin flowing more smoothly.

Others sensed long-forgotten cultivation insights suddenly becoming crystal clear.

Many stood rooted to the spot in complete disbelief.

”This...”

”This is impossible...”

”I only breathed once...”

”I feel like I’ve cultivated for an entire day...”

An elderly clansman slowly fell to his knees.

Tears streamed down his weathered face.

”So this...”

”...is what a Mana Vein truly feels like.”

Around him, countless family members stared toward the endless mountain range with expressions filled with awe.

They finally understood...

Why every great power on the continent fought endlessly over Mana Veins.

Compared to this place...

Aurelia City was nothing more than barren wasteland.

...

The entire Blessed Land soon became filled with activity.

Max Salvatore barely had a moment to rest.

Together with the senior elders and family stewards, he hurried from one mountain to another.

The inheritance of the former Crimson Abyss Sect needed to be cataloged.

Treasury vaults had to be inventoried.

Cultivation scriptures required classification.

Medicine gardens needed protection.

The newly obtained Divine Titan Tempering Pills, Vitalis Tempering Elixirs, Celestial Guardian Pills, and Soul Origin Pills all required careful distribution.

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