Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

After cruising at a constant speed for a few dozen minutes, under the powerful thrust, the three spaceships were about to leave the territory of Molal's home planet.

Behind this first spaceship, more than a hundred various ships maintained an almost constant distance from it.

"It's so strange! These Silver Winged Demon model ships should be much faster than ours. He could easily leave us behind on this stretch, so why is he keeping such a slow pace?"

The owners of the numerous ships scratched their heads, unable to understand what Fang Jueyu intended, leaving with great fanfare but proceeding leisurely, not at all looking like someone with reservations, as if he was just on a leisurely tour.

"Does he have something planned here?" someone speculated, "We should not act recklessly for the moment. A lot of adults are probably waiting for him at the Fugley asteroid belt, let's play it by ear."

...

"Hey kid, do you have a lot of questions, like why others just run after boasting, and I'm wandering around the street..." Inside Fang Jueyu's spaceship, music was playing with lyrics he changed beyond recognition, not rhyming at all.

"Xiao Yi, what do you think those tagalongs behind us are thinking about right now?"

"They're definitely thinking about how to intercept you," Xiao Yi answered, "But they must be confused, wondering why you're not busy escaping but instead taking your time."

"Hahaha, evil doers, ideally, they all get wiped out, every single one. Anyone who dares to target me, I'll show them why flowers are so red. I honestly fear some of them might not make it!"

"Host, we're about to reach the Fugley asteroid belt," Xiao Yi reminded.

"Silver Winged Demon at the front, just crash through it!"

"Yes, Host!" The Silver Winged Demon's thrust suddenly increased, and the speed rose at an astonishing rate.

The dense asteroids of the asteroid belt were utterly shattered by Fang Jueyu's ship, but inside the vessel, it was like walking on solid ground, hardly even feeling a vibration.

Moments later, the ship had traversed the asteroid belt, signifying they'd essentially left the dominion of Molal's home planet. This area was no longer a wormhole restricted zone, so they could open a wormhole anytime to enter the Light Universe for space-time travel.

"It's about time. They should be making their move soon!" Fang Jueyu knew a lot of people were probably waiting for him by now.

"Host, a lot of energy reactions around, suggesting ships and warships with optical camouflage have been deployed."

"Heat source found at coordinates 422.254!"

"Zing!" As soon as the words left his mouth, a scorching beam appeared out of thin air. Xiao Yi quickly controlled the ship to activate the Magic Shield.

"Boom!" The ship slightly shook; this beam cannon blast wasn't very powerful.

"No need to hide, come out. I know you've been waiting for me a long time!" In the vacuum of space, sound couldn't travel, so Fang Jueyu used the ship's equipment to transmit his voice in the form of energy.

Sure enough, moments later, a fleet of ships appeared before him, some disguised as asteroids, some blended seamlessly with the surrounding starlit sky. A rough count revealed at least over 200 ships.

Just then, the more than a hundred ships Fang Jueyu had left behind also caught up with him, and he was suddenly surrounded.

"You guys open the wormholes directly. I'll buy you some time," Fang Jueyu immediately contacted the slaves aboard the two Titan warships.

"No, Master, the surrounding space is sealed," the slaves said anxiously.

"What? What's happening here?"

"Host, Sigra High Energy Particles have been detected in this area. These particles can destabilize the space, forcing a wormhole jump here could likely cause a severe space-time storm."

"Looks like they came prepared," Fang Jueyu said with a cold smile, "Seems like if we want to leave, we'll have to fight our way out."

"Mr. Vizi, you came too?" A few of the ships across started communicating.

"Isn't Mr. Mo Sang the same?" Vizi said, "I knew you Lanxi Civilization wouldn't miss out on an Orville slave."

"Hmph, I didn't come just for the slave. This Ma Yun has embarrassed me publicly. If I let him go, it'll be a laughingstock not just for me, but for the entire Lanxi Civilization."

"We were thinking the same thing."

"I thought it was just a mere Source Energy User. I expected some powerhouse to be protecting him!"

"What, Huoyue Civilization wants to butt in too?"

"Hmph! I sold off 12 fourth-level civilizations and still owe the Cosmic Bank 80 million source coins. In the end, this brat bought it, such losses—I can't let him just walk away!"

"So did the Kill He Dojo!"

"Kill He, you came too!"

"First, capture this brat, then we'll each rely on our abilities to decide the slaves' ownership!"

"Alright!"

...

"Holy cow, there are quite a lot of people, huh!" From their exchange, Fang Jueyu deduced that with these over three hundred ships, no fewer than a thousand people had come. The weakest were Controllers, including 24 Transcenders, and even 5 Venerable Level Transcenders; this lineup was undeniably powerful.

"Hey, you all seem to be having a good time chatting, mind if I join?" Fang Jueyu interjected.

"Hmph, young and full of pointless talk,"

"Oh, I know who you are. What's the matter, I didn't give you face earlier, now you're angry and want to kill and rob?" Fang Jueyu mocked. He recognized the voice, Mo Sang, the ruler of the Lanxi Civilization, and the owner of seat number 2 earlier.

"Even if I had to choose again, I'd still say the same thing—why should I give you face? Are you worthy?"

"Such audacity, you still have a slick tongue in this situation," Vizi said, "Ma Yun, hand over all the slaves and compensate us reasonably, maybe we'll spare your life for the sake of the Godly Wealth Civilization."

"Hmph, Mr. Vizi, why waste words with him? The Godly Wealth Civilization may be wealthy but it's not necessarily strong, we shouldn't fear him, just crush him!"

"Hahaha, ignorance is truly bliss. Just with a few of you, you dare oppose us of the Godly Wealth Civilization?" Fang Jueyu laughed, "Even in the Godly Wealth Civilization, I'm a billionaire. Do you really think I'd come here without any backing?"

"Hmph, bluster!" Those Transcenders sneered. They'd been waiting here a long time; if reinforcements had come, they would've known by now.

"Whether it's blustering, you'll find out soon enough."

Fang Jueyu told his slaves, "In a moment, I'll cut a path through these people, you leave then. Once you're out of this blockade, immediately open a wormhole to the coordinates I've set, understood?"

"Understood, Master!" Though the slaves didn't know how Fang Jueyu planned to carve a bloody path through so many Transcenders, they were a hundred percent obedient to his words.

Fang Jueyu switched back to the public communication channel, "Ladies and gentlemen, do you think you've surrounded me?"

"What else?"

"Sorry, I'm waiting for you here intentionally. It's not just me being surrounded by you, but you're all surrounded by me alone!"

"What do you mean?" Suddenly, they felt a foreboding atmosphere.

"Take off your space rings, hand over all valuables, clear your ship's permissions, leave only in your underwear, or die!"