Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Lick her? Boss, that might not be a good idea," Little Black shrank back. The three people in front of him were Transcender-level Martial Artists, while Little Black only had the strength of a fifth-tier Divine Ability User. If he rushed up, he'd probably get killed instantly.

In this Founder City, no Martial Artist could kill at will, but just killing a pet, those who maintained order probably wouldn't even bother.

As the saying goes, 'humans die for wealth, birds for food.' For this Divine Weapon, they even planned to imprison Fang Jueyu and the others for life, let alone just slaughtering Little Black.

"No worries, I was just kidding," Fang Jueyu replied unhurriedly.

"You should think this through carefully—it's best to understand who you can mess with and who you can't!" Fang Jueyu said. "Have you ever heard of the God Hao Civilization?"

"You're from the God Hao Civilization?" Upon hearing these four words, Moshana instinctively trembled. Not only the people from the cosmic civilizations, but even those who had spent years in the Cosmic Federation School had heard of it.

Although this Founder City was vast, with advanced technology, messages spread extremely quickly. If some major incident occurred, it wouldn't take long for everyone to hear about it.

Not long ago, it was heard that a large number of Martial Artists in the whole Founder City were flocking wildly to the city gate entrance. Not only leaders of large organizations but even founders of the top three factions appeared.

It's said that the instigator of all this was the first-place winner of this Cosmic Federation School entrance exam, a young man named Fang Jueyu from the God Hao Civilization.

Moreover, it seemed like these top Martial Artists were related to him, and some even claimed that if anyone dared to mess with him in this Founder City, they'd be making enemies of the top Martial Artists in the entire city!

"You're Fang Jueyu from the God Hao Civilization?" Moshana asked.

"That's right, that would be me!" Fang Jueyu smiled. "Since you know, shouldn't you hurry up and apologize to me, then offer something sincere to earn my forgiveness?"

"Why does this kid sound so slimy?"

"Yeah, he seems to have gotten more obnoxious since he started hanging out with that Divine Academy."

"Looks like he's fully embraced the Divine Academy's teachings!"

Understanding Fang Jueyu's capabilities well, Bernard and the others had near absolute trust in him. They dared to say there was no safer place in the world than being by Fang Jueyu's side.

Therefore, facing such a dangerous situation, none of the three of them panicked in the slightest; they even seemed quite calm.

"If you think those people are your shield, then you're underestimating our Boundary-Creating Auction House!" Moshana said.

Indeed, none of those large organizations were ones they could afford to provoke, and even the owner of the Boundary-Creating Auction House was just a Venerable-level Transcender. The leaders of the three big organizations were all related to Fang Jueyu, and ordinarily, she wouldn't dare do such things.

However, as long as no one knew about this matter, even if Fang Jueyu disappeared, they couldn't do anything with just empty words.

"This room's door is made of special material," Moshana said. "Even if you're carrying the world's most powerful communicator, no message can get out from here!"

"What?" Panuo and the others suddenly became a bit panicked.

Fang Jueyu's greatest reliance was the Demigods backing their civilization. However, if information couldn't be sent out, even the gods of the God Hao Civilization couldn't come here to save them.

"Oh no, I didn't expect the auction house to have such arrangements."

"Brother Fang, it seems we oversimplified this matter."

"What's going on with you all, easily scared?" Fang Jueyu made a peculiar expression.

"Brother Fang, I just tried it. Messages can't be sent out from here. Your elders and the people of the God Hao Civilization won't know we're here." The three looked pale.

"Who said we need to send out messages to be saved?" He patted them on the shoulder solemnly. "Youngsters, as I told you, don't panic in the face of trouble. No matter how big the difficulty, as long as you shout 'Brother Chun, save me,' any problem can be solved!"

"When did you ever tell us that?" The three silently complained in their hearts.

"Brother Chun? The Demigod Brother Chun who grants immortality to his believers?" Bernard asked.

"That's right, it's him," Fang Jueyu said, feigning profundity. "Brother Chun is everywhere, knows everything. As long as we call his name, he'll definitely appear."

"Hmph, playing tricks," Moshana sneered. Even the principal of the Cosmic Federation School couldn't acquire such abilities, and that person was considered the universe's strongest Martial Artist!

"I've said enough nonsense, now you'll be staying as guests at my Boundary-Creating Auction House for a few thousand years!" After speaking, Moshana turned to leave.

"I don't think so!" Fang Jueyu clasped his hands together, suddenly revealing a very sincere expression. "Brother Chun, pure man! A true iron-blooded man! The people's good brother, the father's good son, can balance people on his fist..."

"You three, don't just stand there, pray with me. Brother Chun can only hear prayers if more than three people pray together!" Fang Jueyu earnestly bullshitted.

"Let's pray, he's our only hope now."

"Alright... alright then, but why is this prayer so weird? I don't understand a word of it."

"I don't get it either, just follow Brother Fang in reciting it."

"Brother Chun, pure man, true iron-blooded man. Killing chickens at one year old, building planes at three. Driving tanks at five, wearing iron armor at six. Spreading Brother Chun's legend within a hundred miles, everyone hears and trembles in fear..."

What on earth were they doing?

The three Transcenders looked at them reciting like lunatics, not knowing what to make of it.

However, at this moment, a noble and majestic aura descended. With a white holy light, this aura grew stronger and more magnificent.

"It's real!" Moshana's heart thudded. This was unscientific! No messages could leave this room, so how could such a presence arrive?

They had felt the aura of Demigods before. This power was definitely from a Demigod; they actually summoned a Demigod!

"No, we can't let them continue chanting!" Moshana finally began to panic, but it was already too late.

"Silently gazing up at the green mountains, wild beasts in the mountains all cry in sorrow. From this day forward, Brother Chun becomes a legend, an eternal tale passed down for generations..."

"Boom!" A force strong enough to obliterate a Divine Ability User surged toward Fang Jueyu and the others, but stopped half a meter in front of them by a faint white light!

"Come forth, Brother Chun Beast... no, come forth, Brother Chun!"

With a radiant glow, a figure in a white robe descended. He was immaculate, with a sophisticated expression and short black hair that gave a neutral appearance. This being was the one among thousands of Demigods that Fang Jueyu had selected, resembling Brother Chun the most!

He was surrounded by a sacred aura, clasping his hands in front of him, surrounded by the power of laws, as if countless civilizations were being born and dying in his eyes, endlessly cycling.

"De... De... Demigod..."

"How can this be, how can there be such power?"

"Ruined... we're ruined..."