Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Clatter!" Fang Jueyu waved his hand, and a piece of white paper appeared in his hand. Then he took out a pen and began to scribble on the paper,

I, Bernard, hereby appoint Mr. MC Badao as my legal representative, to properly resolve all unfair treatment I have suffered in the Zinake Kingdom.

Principal (Signature):

"Brother Fang, this..." Bernard was at a loss. Being able to save his life this time was already good enough. He had never hoped for justice.

And who on earth was this MC Badao? Had Fang Jueyu adopted a new alias again?

"Why so much nonsense? Do you want your mother buried in this desolate grave?" Fang Jueyu asked.

Bernard glanced at the small mound. Of course, he didn't want that. His mother's dying wish was to be moved into the imperial tomb of the Zinake Civilization.

"If that's what you want, stop fussing. I'll take care of it for you." Fang Jueyu grabbed Bernard's hand and pressed it onto the paper, leaving a crimson fingerprint with his remaining blood.

"Alright, now with this letter of authorization, I am officially Bernard's legal representative," Fang Jueyu puffed out his chest, stepping forward, "We can now discuss the injustices Mr. Bernard faced in the Zinake Civilization."

"Does this count?" The Crown Prince cursed Fang Jueyu's shamelessness inwardly. Even Bernard, the victim, hadn't considered this; so what was this outsider trying to pull?

Five billion Source Coins; this sum could buy a small top-tier civilization. Even for them, the Zinake Kingdom, raising that amount would mean breaking every pot and selling every iron. How could it be possible?

At this moment, Bernard was enlightened by Lancelot and his companions on what had just transpired. Knowing the truth nearly brought Bernard to tears. Had Fang Jueyu's background become this exaggerated?

Was the so-called demigod strongman really as cheap as a pig or dog in their Divine Riches Civilization? Bernard always believed the Zinake Civilization was quite considerable, yet compared to this, they were just scum.

"Hey, have you made up your mind? If not, I'll apply for arbitration," Fang Jueyu stated.

"This... this is an internal affair of our Zinake Civilization, Mr. Badao. Even if you reported this to the Cosmic Federation, no one would intervene."

Disputes between families like this happened daily in the Cosmic Federation. If the Federation meddled in such affairs, they'd never find peace. Such family feuds were typically resolved internally within their civilizations.

The Zinake Kingdom was the master of the Zinake Civilization. They were the rule-makers. Were they to apply for arbitration against themselves?

"Fine, since you can't handle it, I'll contact someone from our Divine Riches Civilization to deal with it."

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince became anxious. Fang Jueyu had just summoned two demigods. Now, was he about to bring out another one? Did he intend to dismantle the Zinake Civilization?

"We can handle it, of course we can!" the Crown Prince hurriedly said. "But we truly can't afford the five billion Source Coins compensation."

"Man, are you that broke? Can't even fork out five billion Source Coins?" Fang Jueyu picked his nose. "Ma Yun spent ten billion Source Coins on a single slave at the cosmic slave auction a few years ago. Your economic development is seriously lagging!"

The Crown Prince almost cried. Who in the universe didn't know that the Divine Riches Civilization was filthy rich? Even the Zinake Civilization, the second-largest in the Tangwu Mountain Universe Realm, paled in comparison.

"Fine, you don't seem wealthy," Fang Jueyu shook his head. "How about this, meet two conditions for my client, and we won't pursue this matter further."

"Okay, okay, please tell us," the Crown Prince nodded and bowed, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

"First, Bernard's mother's body is to be buried in the imperial tomb, in the largest chamber!"

"But the largest chamber is..."

"I don't care about that. You can move the original tenant out or let me handle it personally."

"Alright, I agree." The Crown Prince truly had no choice. He believed that if he didn't meet Fang Jueyu's demands, Fang might not only throw a rave on their imperial tomb but even blow it up.

"Second, we adore admiring various treasures. I heard there's a splendid treasure vault in the Zinake Civilization. Why not give us a tour?"

The Crown Prince's face instantly darkened. He had heard tales of the character of people from the Divine Riches Civilization.

These people were not only powerful and resourceful, but shameless to the extreme, particularly adept in robbery and extortion.

During the Cosmic Federation School's entrance examinations, it was rumored that millions of martial artists had been looted by the Divine Riches Civilization's male group.

Any civilization's treasures, planetary ownership—anything of value—they coveted it all.

Indeed, the Zinake Civilization did have a treasure vault. The treasures inside far exceeded five billion Source Coins, but these were the civilization's essence, their survival means. Each item was irreplaceably valuable.

If people from the Divine Riches Civilization got in, wouldn't everything be gone? They might even empty the vault entirely.

"Why the long face? You folks seem unwilling, huh?" Fang Jueyu showed displeasure. "I've been invited to view treasuries by many civilization leaders, yet never went. It's your honor, don't you know?"

"Are you forcing me to lose my temper?" Fang Jueyu threatened.

"Invite you to view treasuries? What civilization? Have they lost their minds?" The Crown Prince no longer believed any of Fang Jueyu's nonsense. But agreeing seemed impossible while refusing seemed dangerous. With the Divine Riches Civilization's power, resistance was futile.

"Don't worry, I'll just take a peek... I mean, I'll just look around, definitely won't touch or take anything, not a single item!"

"Really?"

"By Allah above, I swear I won't touch or take a single item, lest I be scorned by both gods and men!" Fang Jueyu swore.

The three standing behind Fang Jueyu were puzzled. Knowing his nature, how could he leave with nothing? If he entered the treasure vault, it would be like inviting a wolf into a home. Yet, his fierce oath left them bewildered.

"If that's the case..." The Crown Prince sighed, "Fine, but remember your promise, not a single item!"

"Rest assured, not a single item. And if you're worried, you can have someone monitor me."

"Alright." The Crown Prince eventually conceded. As long as he could get rid of this figure, he'd oblige anything—just as long as this big shot didn't stick around intimidating them with demigods.

As the Crown Prince of the Zinake Kingdom, Zolage possessed maximum authority besides the Sovereign, and in this matter, his father had no say.

"Let's go." The Crown Prince led them in flight for a while before stopping. He took out a device resembling a compass, and a beam shot downwards. The ground trembled, and two metallic doors parted.

No one expected that the treasury of the Zinake Civilization would be hidden beneath this mass grave!