Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"This thing is really light." Fang Jueyu weighed the silver-white combat suit, which felt almost as light as holding a thin sheet of paper.

"Of course, the cost of this combat suit isn't much less than the value of an entire civilization. Once you put it on, you could even walk into a star, as long as you can withstand the internal pressure. Otherwise, while the suit stays intact, your body would get crushed."

"And that's not all. This thing can automatically change its appearance based on your thoughts, replacing any regular clothing."

"That awesome?" Fang Jueyu found a small button in the suit as per Xiao Yi's instructions.

The silver-white suit then seemed to melt, spreading all over Fang Jueyu's body, sealing him in tightly. Just with a thought, even his head could be protected.

"Let me try this, transform into an Ultraman suit!"

In no time, red stripes appeared on the silver-white tight suit, making him look just like Ultraman.

"Amazing! Turn into Superman!"

To everyone's astonishment, Fang Jueyu suddenly had a pair of red underwear over his suit.

"Is this... how people from Godly Rich Civilization dress?" The crowd watched in bewilderment.

"Ahem!" Fang Jueyu noticed the strange looks around him and quickly changed into familiar Giorgio Armani, forgetting he was still in public.

"Good stuff, good stuff!" Fang Jueyu picked up the ring again, "Xiao Yi, can I use what's inside?"

"Of course, but you'll need that guy named Ozke to erase the spiritual power mark on it. With your spiritual power, you can't erase a Transcender's spiritual power mark," Xiao Yi reminded.

"Hey, you know what to do without me having to remind you, right?" Fang Jueyu shook the silver ring in his hand.

Ozke bit his lip. A wise man doesn't take a loss. Though the ring held about 80% of his wealth, it was nothing compared to his life. He could only remove the spiritual power mark on the ring.

"Alright, host. Everything inside is yours now," Xiao Yi said. "Let's see... A Transcender shouldn't be too poor, right? Tens of thousands of Cosmic Crystals, electronic data on a Pupil Skill, and many electronic versions of martial arts taught at their dojo. Wow, this is quite wealth!"

"Alright, beat it!" Fang Jueyu's eyes scanned over Ozke, who was left nearly wearing nothing but underwear.

"By the way, if you feel like getting revenge, I'm here, Godly Rich Civilization, Gambling God Zhou Runfa. You're always welcome to find me."

"Only an idiot would come for revenge!" Ozke cursed internally. This time, his life was nearly taken, and all his belongings were robbed. Next time, he figured, his life would also be gone.

Just recovering from these injuries might take hundreds of years, all because of that incompetent junior!

With this thought, Ozke glared hard at Carlos, who shuddered, feeling a palpable killing intent.

"Oh, one more thing. I won't be visiting your little stone workshop tomorrow. I'm a very generous guy!" Fang Jueyu said to Carlos.

"Generous and kind, my foot!" Carlos cursed Fang Jueyu in his mind a hundred thousand times.

The third layer of the most valuable raw stones had all turned to waste stones. Almost half of the raw stones in this batch at Casa Stone Workshop were ruined. Combined with Ozke's loss, their family suffered greatly, and it would take hundreds of years to recover.

"Hey, if this guy just admitted defeat that day, there wouldn't have been so much trouble," Fang Jueyu said loud enough for almost everyone to hear.

"Pfft!" Carlos, hearing this, got so angry he coughed up blood, as if all the blame was placed on him. One could imagine what treatment awaited him in his family after returning.

"It's getting late, let's all head out!" Fang Jueyu shouted as he happily returned to the hotel.

"Master, you're back? Everything alright?" Back in the room, the girls of the Snowfall Clan quickly surrounded him.

Their master treated them very well. Good food, drink, and clothes—better than back on their planet. They wished to serve him for a lifetime and hoped nothing would happen to Fang Jueyu.

"No problem, just some old dog!"

"Woof!" Er Gouzi suddenly stood up from a nap, as if hearing Fang Jueyu bad-mouthing it.

"Not you!" Fang Jueyu casually threw it a level three Cosmic Crystal, the highest level Er Gouzi could currently absorb; level four and above would give it indigestion.

"Host, it's time to gather your thoughts. The Cosmic Slave Fair is just over a week away. We should head back to the Molar home planet soon."

"Mm-hmm," Fang Jueyu nodded, then told the maids, "Xiao Bai, Xiao Xia, pack up our stuff. We're heading back to Molar home planet tomorrow."

"Understood, Master." The Snowfall Clan girls immediately got busy.

"Down the hatch!" Fang Jueyu took Fang Zhou's potion for changing his aura. Since his appearance and aura were known throughout Molar Civilization, going back would cause some trouble.

His ship had Optical Camouflage, allowing him to change its appearance, and there were no license plates. The only thing needed was to disguise his identity.

"Ugh, this tastes just like traditional Chinese medicine," Fang Jueyu showed a disgusted expression.

But the potion's effects were immediate. Er Gouzi suddenly looked at Fang Jueyu with an unfamiliar gaze. If not for their soul connection, it couldn't have recognized Fang Jueyu's aura.

"Er Gouzi, don't think I don't know. You should be able to change your appearance too, right?" Fang Jueyu said.

Er Gouzi, with nearly peak Source Energy User strength, could easily perform such tricks.

"Woof!" Understanding Fang Jueyu, Er Gouzi's fur color started fading, transforming from pitch black into a mix of black, white, and gray.

"Is that... a hus...ky? You... damn..." Gazing at the silly, tongue-lolling dog before him, Fang Jueyu was at a loss for words. "Oh whatever, husky it is, as long as you're unrecognizable!"

Standing in front of the mirror, Fang Jueyu's facial bones and muscles shifted, quickly transforming into a completely different person. Even Ozke might not recognize him now.

"Going to the Cosmic Slave Fair this time to see if there are any premium slaves," Fang Jueyu muttered to himself, "relying on these two forces for protection isn't a long-term solution. No need to bother dad over these small matters. This is probably going to cost a fortune!"

A moment later, Fang Jueyu grinned mischievously at the mirror: "From now on, I'm Ma Yun from the Godly Rich Civilization again!"