Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Divine Tycoon Civilization!" When the First Prince heard these four words, he immediately gritted his teeth.

Although the Zinake Civilization held no grudge against the Divine Tycoon Civilization, sometimes hatred needed no reason. Perhaps it was jealousy or resentment. After all, people fear fame, and pigs fear fattening, and the Divine Tycoon Civilization had both.

Usually, the Divine Tycoon Civilization flaunted their actions across the universe, and it was fine since it didn't affect their interests. But for this person, calling himself MC Eight Paths, to disco dance in their royal tomb, that was a vendetta written in blood!

"Why have you trespassed into the royal tomb of the Zinake Kingdom?" the First Prince sternly questioned.

If it had been just an ordinary martial artist, he probably would have slapped him already. These three not only caused wanton destruction in the tomb but even sang and danced in their ancestors' graves, actions that were absolutely unforgivable.

However, the other party happened to be from the Divine Tycoon Civilization. Recently, events in the Cosmic Federation exam had spread by word of mouth; a supposed boy band from the Divine Tycoon Civilization had a field day with all the talented martial artists, and its leader, Fang Jueyu, was the top scorer of that exam.

It's said that after the exam, only Fang Jueyu stayed in the Divine Tycoon boy band, with the others refusing even to join the Cosmic Federation School!

This is a dreamland for all the young geniuses, but what depths did the Divine Tycoon Civilization possess to make the band members abandon their enrollment opportunities at the Cosmic Federation School?

This martial artist known as MC Eight Paths was unfamiliar to them, but reportedly, the boy band had hundreds of members, so perhaps he was one of them!

This civilization also had a King-level Transcender behind them, so in his heart, the First Prince still held a certain respect for this civilization.

Suddenly, the First Prince noticed the Husky-shaped Er Gouzi gnawing at funeral artifacts, and his face turned grim.

The entire burial chamber was a chaotic mess, with many treasures knocked over and sprawled on the ground. These three people and a dog not only disrupted the tomb and insulted the Royal Family's dignity but were also tomb robbers!

"Oh, here's the thing," Fang Jueyu began to concoct stories, "This is MC Six Paths and MC Seven Paths. The three of us are the iron triangle of the Divine Tycoon Civilization. Our vision is to bring treasures of Mong City back to light, so we risk our lives exploring various tombs."

"Exploring..." The First Prince's aura brimmed with killing intent. Wasn't this just tomb raiding, and claiming they risked their lives, was that supposed to highlight their noble sacrifice?

"Actually, the three of us were just passing by," Fang Jueyu pointed to Er Gouzi, "You don't know, this breed of Husky is the dumbest in the Divine Tycoon Civilization, bar none!"

"Woof?" Er Gouzi, chewing on a suit of armor, looked up, with a blank gaze directed at Fang Jueyu. "He's obviously just tagging along behind Fang Jueyu; what does grave robbing have to do with him?"

"It suddenly got the urge to demolish the place," Fang Jueyu looked terrified, "You don't understand, when a Husky like this wants to demolish and has nothing to wreck, it goes berserk, wreaking havoc on everything around. I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, it would destroy your Zinake Civilization."

"To protect your civilization from devastation, I brought him here to the royal tomb despite the danger. Look how happy he is now!"

"You're playing me!" The First Prince wasn't a fool; how could he believe such outlandish talk about devastation? Why not say it would destroy the universe?

Although the Divine Tycoon Civilization's dogs were terrifying, the black-and-white dog in front of him was far from a Controller-level. Could this creature have the ability to destroy their Zinake Civilization? Wasn't this sheer nonsense? Could they boast any more ridiculously?

"Alright, alright, no kidding around. Truly dull, not a humorous bone in your body," Fang Jueyu waved his hand. "We're here to get someone. Where's Bernard?"

"So, you came to rescue that bastard." The First Prince's eyes narrowed. Before they captured Bernard, indeed, he sent out a distress message.

But Bernard was only at the Divine-level; no matter how skilled, it was unimaginable for him to know a Controller-level martial artist. Could his limited connections truly contend with the entire Zinake Civilization?

They had heard the Divine Tycoon Civilization was powerful, even capable of provoking action from King-level Transcenders. But the Zinake Civilization was not weak either, with two King-level Transcenders: the ruler of the Zinake and the captain of the royal tomb guard!

With two King-level Transcenders on their side, they did not fear the Divine Tycoon Civilization. Could they possibly possess a Demigod?

"You actually dare come to our Zinake Civilization to reclaim someone; the three of you have some nerve," having figured it out, the First Prince grew confident. Yes, that bastard Bernard was indeed in our hands."

The First Prince admitted directly, "He's the disgrace of the Zinake Civilization. His existence is a humiliation to the Royal Family. Did he think that after joining the Cosmic Federation School, he could escape his fate? His dumbest move was to come back to see his filthy mother!"

"Are you done with the bullshit?" Bernard was their friend. Although the tomb guardian composed entirely of Transcenders put immense pressure on Lancelot and Panuo, they stepped forward when Bernard was insulted.

"Alright, enough with the chatter. Hand him over, and we'll leave immediately," Fang Jueyu stated.

"Such boldness; do you think you can demand someone from us just like that? Does your Divine Tycoon Civilization think it can crush us with just reputation?" the First Prince's Controller energy bore forward.

"Doesn't your Divine Tycoon Civilization follow a principle of killing, looting, stripping?" the First Prince displayed an intriguing smile. The almighty Divine Tycoon Civilization had fallen into his hands, offering a ripe opportunity to humiliate them.

"I know your Divine Tycoon Civilization is filthy rich. Turn over all the items you've stolen from the tomb as well as offer up everything on your bodies as compensation. Strip off your clothes, and I might let you go."

Panuo and Lancelot exchanged glances. Wasn't this Fang Jueyu's old trick for swindling people? Today, they would have to experience it firsthand.

"Brother Fang, where are your Transcenders from the Divine Tycoon Civilization? Get a couple over to help out, or we might all die here today."

"Transcenders? No way, I can't summon any Transcenders," Fang Jueyu replied.

"What?" They believed Fang Jueyu had come fully prepared to dare come here, but it seemed he wasn't ready at all, entering blindly.

"We're doomed, doomed..."

"Haha, Divine Tycoon Civilization, not so great!" The First Prince laughed, realizing the Divine Tycoon Civilization wasn't as mythical as they thought. Transcenders couldn't be mobilized at will after all.

"Wait, you haven't answered my question. Are you planning not to hand over the person I want?"

"Is he an idiot?" The First Prince looked at Fang Jue with surprise; couldn't he see the situation?

Currently, over a dozen Transcenders stood before him, and he admitted he couldn't call for Transcender help. Yet he dared to use such a threatening tone.

"Ah, isn't it good to be alive?" Fang Jueyu sighed, shaking his head. "In that case, I have no choice but to call my front gate security to have a word with you."