Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Fang Jueyu, are you sure you want to choose him?" The principal of the Cosmic Federation School seemed to somewhat disagree with Fang Jueyu's choice.

"Yes, Principal, I have decided," Fang Jueyu replied firmly.

"Very well, since this is your choice, I won't interfere," he said as he glanced at the demigod in the farthest corner, "Take care!"

"Take care? What does that mean?" Fang Jueyu was suddenly confused by the remark, but since it was his own decision, he had no regrets. Even if he ended up in a den of thieves, he still had the super cheat of Wanshen Manor as his trump card.

"Alright, now that the founders and teachers have selected their preferred students, this entrance exam is officially over!" The voice of the demigod echoed in everyone's ears again.

"From today on, you are official students of the Cosmic Federation School. From now on, your task is to set aside all things unrelated to martial arts and devote yourselves to cultivation. In the future, you will be free to enter and exit the Cosmic Federation School. You can use any resources at the school with credits, provided you have enough credits!"

"Wow!" As dots of light rained down, Fang Jueyu was about to examine what these dots were when Xiao Yi absorbed them in a stream of information.

"Host, these are the rules and some notes of the Cosmic Federation School. Additionally, you've received ten thousand credits!"

"So many!" Fang Jueyu remembered Xiao Yi had said that one credit was equivalent to ten trillion cosmic credits, or ten thousand source credits. These ten thousand credits amounted to one billion source credits, which was equivalent to a large fourth-level civilization. The Cosmic Federation School was truly wealthy.

Of course, since Fang Jueyu was in first place, he received such a large credit reward. The rewards for second to fifth place were five thousand credits, sixth to tenth place three thousand, and eleventh to one hundredth two thousand. The further back, the fewer credits; those ranked in the tens of thousands received only a measly ten credits.

However, for most students, even ten credits were a hundred thousand source credits, a great fortune for any Divine Ability User, enough to see them through the initial period.

"You have three years to say goodbye to your families. After three years, except for task execution, you are not allowed to leave the Cosmic Federation School. Please cherish this time."

With that, the demigods and transcenders in the sky disappeared from overhead, and the surrounding temperature quickly cooled.

"That's quite humane," Fang Jueyu chuckled. Three years was enough to accomplish many things, but Fang Jueyu didn't plan to return to Earth. Through the Cosmic Federation's network, he could visit Earth at any time. Moreover, with the rune knowledge he gained from the Ten Thousand Gods Academy, Fang Jueyu could even create a passage connecting two distant regions of the universe, through which he could return home!

"What are your plans?" Fang Jueyu asked.

"I won't go back," Lancelot said, "My teacher just conveyed a message with spiritual power, hoping I would immerse myself in martial arts as soon as possible. As Martial Artists, there's no need for us to be so sentimental."

"Me too," Panuo also had no intention of leaving.

"I want to go back once," Bernard said, "to say goodbye to my mother. From now on, I will have no ties to the Zinake Kingdom. I think my mother would be very happy if she knew."

"Alright then," Fang Jueyu nodded, "See you at school!"

Suddenly, a huge vortex appeared in the void, exuding an ancient power. A large, calloused hand filled with the aura of time emerged from the vortex and grabbed Fang Jueyu's body.

"Oh shoot! What's going on?" The four were instantly startled.

"Kid, I want to chat with you, don't be afraid!"

"It's that strange old guy," feeling the familiar presence, Fang Jueyu lowered his guard slightly.

His vision went black, similar to the nauseating feeling he had when the giant monument transported him to the Root Universe. Fortunately, Fang Jueyu's strength had increased significantly, and his adaptability had improved greatly, so he didn't feel much discomfort.

"This... good grief, if this were the Qing Dynasty, it would be sheer treason!" Fang Jueyu looked at the building in front of him with the three large words "Spasm Store" inscribed on it. Whoever came up with such a homophonic name truly had an ingenious mind.

He stood on a massive floating island, and behind him on a rock, written in clumsy Huaxia characters were four crooked words—"Force God Academy."

At this Cosmic Federation School, each academy existed as a giant floating island. The deans and teachers of these academies were often not present in their academies, only coming to teach and guide their students every ten or a hundred years, or even longer.

Of course, there were also courses called "elective courses" at the Cosmic Federation School. Students could listen to any class according to their interests, provided they paid some credits.

At other times, students would practice martial arts at the school's training grounds or other places, research inscriptions and other academics, or go out on academy missions.

"Qianqing Palace, Piaoxiang Courtyard... what kind of genius is this?" Fang Jueyu couldn't believe that the strange demigod wasn't from Earth, but it made no sense!

"After so many years, I finally meet an Earthling!" As Fang Jueyu was still zoning out, a familiar voice came to him.

"Are you the demigod from before?" Fang Jueyu looked at the middle-aged man with a carefree expression and the face of Daniel Wu. He felt like his head was full of black lines.

Were it not for the profound aura emanating from him, Fang Jueyu would never have believed that this show-off was the legendary demigod.

"I'd eat ten pounds of crap standing on my head if this guy isn't an Earthling!" Fang Jueyu thought.

"Woof woof woof!" The dog beside him barked at the man.

"Besides Earthlings, who else could match your secret codes?"

"This..." Fang Jueyu genuinely couldn't think of any other possibility.

"But it makes no sense, you must be billions of years old! Our Earth only had modern humans appear tens of thousands of years ago, and our Huaxia history is only five thousand years!"

Fang Jueyu couldn't find any logical reason.

"What are you looking at? Never seen time travel before?" The demigod spoke in a perfect Sichuan accent, "I traveled here!"

"Oh, come on! What kind of time travel is that?" Fang Jueyu thought his family's acquisition of Xiao Yi, an intelligent system, was already quite bizarre.

But an Earthling, a Huaxia person, becoming a demigod warrior through time travel might just take the cake for absurdity!

"So... how should I address you, senior?" Fang Jueyu asked.

"Hahaha!" Clearly, the demigod was delighted, "After all these years, everyone only calls me Force God. Hardly anyone remembers my real name. From a certain perspective, we might even be similar in age. I was born in 1995. My last name is Wang, and my name is Wang Genji. You can just call me Genji."