Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Boss, you're just too shameless, practically forcing someone to do something indecent!" Even Little Black couldn't help but condemn Fang Jueyu's behavior.

"Smack!" Ergou slapped Little Black on the head, telling it to shut up. When did it get a turn to butt into the boss's affairs?

"Brother Chun, since this woman only acted out of sheer desperation, let's reluctantly forgive her," Fang Jueyu said to that demigod.

"Since my believer pleaded on your behalf, I'll temporarily spare you."

That demigod withdrew his aura, and only then did they start to recover from the suffocating pressure just now. The power of a demigod was truly terrifying, they couldn't even muster the thought of resistance.

"Go call your administrator over; it's better if we discuss the auction matters," Fang Jueyu instructed.

"We'll go right away!" Moshana wiped the sweat from her forehead and, still shaken, glanced at the demigod before quickly heading out the door.

"Wait!" Fang Jueyu called her back.

"Mr. Fang, do you have any other instructions?" Moshana's attitude changed to one of deference.

"Take this. Next time, don't see something long and thick and immediately want to grab it!" Fang Jueyu tossed a plastic packaging box at her. Along with it, there was a pirated disc, clearly labeled with English and numbers, SIRO-0001.

Moshana picked up the items from the ground with a confused look, gazing at Fang Jueyu. She realized that the disc must be a storage device already obsolete in low-level civilizations, but as for the plastic packaging box...

She carefully opened it, and the contents made her cheeks flush red.

"No need to thank me, it's worthless!"

"Please have a seat; I'll find our person in charge immediately." Moshana, unable to face staying in the room any longer, fled outside.

"Boss, where did you get such wicked stuff?" Little Black gave Fang Jueyu a disdainful look. It always thought that while Fang Jueyu had a twisted sense of humor, liked to flaunt, and was shameless, he at least wasn't a pervert. But now it seemed...

"Cough, cough, cough!" Fang Jueyu cleared his throat. These are just spoils of war!

If Little Yi hadn't reminded him, Fang Jueyu would have nearly forgotten that these items were confiscated from some careless creatures he encountered on Earth.

Before long, a middle-aged man hurriedly entered the room, his face full of fear. After seeing that demigod, his expression became even more respectful.

"Moshana, you're simply asking to die!" the middle-aged man said through gritted teeth.

His name was Aobu, the owner of the Genesis Auction House and also the leader of a mid-sized organization. His current strength had reached Venerable Transcender.

Though not top-tier in Founder City with such strength, he definitely wasn't afraid of most people. With the auction house's income, the credits he earned not only supported the operation of the entire organization but also brought him great benefits, leaving him no shortage of cultivation resources.

In Founder City, Aobu could be said to live a glorious life!

But when he heard the news just now, he couldn't sit still. He actually didn't blame Moshana at all, that was a complete Divine Weapon! If he could get his hands on it, he could even fight a King-level Transcender!

Even if he did not use it himself, selling it would bring immense wealth and many benefits. Even he couldn't resist such temptation!

But what made him angry was that Moshana acted without even inquiring about the background of the individuals, drawing a demigod into the situation. It wasn't going to be easy to end this.

"Hello everyone, I am Aobu, the owner of this Genesis Auction House," Aobu said cautiously, "I apologize to everyone for Moshana's actions!"

Fang Jueyu sat on the sofa without even looking straight ahead, just nodding as if acknowledging.

"How about this, to show our apologies, we normally charge 1% of the transaction amount as a commission. This time, we'll only charge half. How do you feel about that?"

Aobu was quite clever. The value of a Divine Weapon was hard even for him to estimate. He even had to consider if anyone in the entire Founder City could offer enough credits to buy it.

Let alone 1%, even 0.01% would be more than sufficient for him to earn a fortune.

Moreover, once the news spread, the immense allure would likely pack the auction to the brim. It's not surprising that even selling a single auction spot could fetch a high price.

Even more, this entire operation could bring immense fame to the auction house, ensuring they profit without loss. They wouldn't mind waiving even the smallest commission.

"Hmph, self-serving!" Fang Jueyu scoffed. They were going to imprison them for life just now. Did they kill someone or commit a crime? This feeling had only half subsided.

"What? 0.5%?" Fang Jueyu stood up, using an extremely dangerous tone. Did I hear wrong?

"Yes, yes, you heard wrong," Aobu quickly laughed apologetically. Apparently, the other party wasn't satisfied with the concession, "I said 0.05%."

"Hmm?" Fang Jueyu raised an eyebrow, "Isn't this auction house mine? If I auction something through my own auction house, would I still need to pay a commission?"

"Damn! Boss, you're too shameless!" Little Black was shocked by Fang Jueyu's remark. Fang Jueyu's learning ability was incredible; he quickly used Moshana's tactic of reversing black and white just now.

Fine, they wanted to forcibly take his Divine Weapon, but Fang Jueyu wasn't one to suffer a loss; he'd just as forcibly take the auction house!

"Wha... what?" Aobu was stunned, wasn't Fang Jueyu asking for too much?

The Divine Weapon was precious, but the auction house he had operated for so long was also valuable. Such brazen tactics seemed overly ruthless.

"Yeah, isn't this my auction house? How did it become yours? And you guys are trying to steal my auction house?"

"What is this?" Aobu was practically in tears; the auction house's ownership certificate was still in his hands. Is it even possible to play like this?

"Brother Chun, I might need you to help me uphold justice again," Fang Jueyu turned to the white-robed figure beside him, "They not only want to seize my Divine Weapon but also my business! How can a warrior endure this!"

"What the heck?" Aobu and the others were dumbfounded, this was simply a false accusation!

Moshana was utterly petrified; there was no end to shamelessness, only progressing towards more shamelessness. Fang Jueyu forcing her to admit to desperation was already extreme; now he was targeting the auction house business!

The white-robed figure stood up, gently patting Fang Jueyu's head, "Child, since you are my devout believer, I must remove some injustices for you!"

"Crack!" The space shattered, spatial storms smashed the room to pieces, "The Divine Wealth Civilization, not to be infringed!"