Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Lowly inferior creature, do you know who you're standing in front of?" Hearing Fang Jueyu speak to the young man in such a manner, Kulun immediately showed a vicious expression, like a rabid dog whose tail had been stepped on.

"If I'm a lowly inferior creature, then what are you? Aren't you also human?" Fang Jueyu wasn't angered in the slightest; the insults were no better than beginner level at most.

"Since we're all human, if I'm lowly, then aren't you all lowly too? This is self-defeating for you," Fang Jueyu calmly shook his head.

"Step down," the young man waved his hand. "You've got guts talking to me like this; not many would dare in this civilization. Do you know who I am?"

"Does it matter to me who you are?" Fang Jueyu said, "I advise you, if you're looking to start trouble because of that guy, you should reconsider whom you can't afford to mess with."

"Hahahaha!" As soon as the words were spoken, not only the young man laughed, but the others nearby did too, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Because this latter half of the sentence was usually spoken by this young man to others.

"Brother Ma, I know who this person is," Natu patted Fang Jueyu on the shoulder, a deep apprehension in his eyes. "He is Shakar, the son of the ruler of the Morale civilization. I've seen him once."

"Oh? So it's the ruler's son of this civilization. No wonder he's so arrogant."

"This Shakar is over 240 years old and should be at the peak of the Source Energy Level. It's said the ruler dotes on this son greatly, and he has many Source Energy Level bodyguards." Natu's expression was somber, not expecting Kulun to be connected with this figure. This was troublesome.

"It seems your friend knows who I am," seeing Natu's apprehensive look, the young man smiled contentedly. He loved to see that look of reverence and fear when people heard his name.

"Now, are you going to do what I just said?"

"Kulun, yesterday's conflict was between just the two of us and had nothing to do with my friend. If you have a problem, deal with me." Natu stood in front of Fang Jueyu.

Today they weren't in the Slater Mother Crystal Tower hotel, nor did they have over two hundred Divine Ability Users protecting them.

Even if they did, this planet was the home planet of the Morale civilization, where the ruler held supreme authority. They were like a king, and as the ruler's son, Shakar was equivalent to a prince. Such a person was not to be trifled with.

Natu knew Fang Jueyu's background was unusual, and he could even command a Transcender level expert. But he knew that that night, Fang Jueyu relied on a mark left by a Transcender on him to defeat the Transcender of the Carlos Family.

Such a mark was extremely precious, and leaving such a mark was a huge burden even for a Transcender. Fang Jueyu probably didn't have a second mark like that, so if they provoked a Transcender again, there would be no one to help him soon!

So he planned to take responsibility for all of it, after all, Fang Jueyu started the conflict with Kulun because of him, and today Shakar sought them out, fundamentally because of him.

If something happened to Fang Jueyu because of him, he could never live it down.

"Your issues will naturally be settled with Kulun," Shakar didn't even glance at Natu, as being a third-tier civilization ruler's son and a bastard child, he wasn't qualified to converse with him on equal terms.

"However, he'll also have to pay for what he just said." For all his life, except for his siblings, nobody had spoken to Shakar in such a tone.

"Oh? What kind of price do I have to pay?" Fang Jueyu asked with interest.

"I heard you're the owner of the Slater Mother Crystal Tower hotel?"

"Sort of," Fang Jueyu knew what he meant. He had his eyes set on his hotel.

Indeed, even for a third-tier civilization ruler, the hotel had an irresistible allure, let alone Shakar.

"Kneel and apologize to me, then offer the ownership of your hotel as compensation."

"It's broad daylight, and someone's still sleepwalking?" Fang Jueyu patted Natu's shoulder. "Let's go. We better head to the auction and not waste time with these idiots."

With that, he ignored the young men blocking the way and continued forward.

"Stop them!" Shakar, who had maintained a smile, suddenly lost it in that moment, realizing Fang Jueyu had never taken him seriously from the start.

Suddenly, ten uniformed individuals emerged from the crowd, each exuding the aura of a fifth-tier Divine Ability User.

Fighting was not allowed on the Morale homeland, but there were always a few with privileges to ignore these rules, and Shakar was one of them.

"Take them down!"

"Protect the young master!" Natu's four bodyguards immediately stepped forward to shield them.

"Arrest us? Did we break any laws on this planet?" Fang Jueyu glanced at them. "Oh, right, your next line should be, 'I am the law in this civilization.'"

Shakar, who was about to speak, was instantly choked back. He had intended to say that very line. Could this young man be a spiritual power expert who had tapped into his thoughts?

"Nothing surprising," Fang Jueyu said to Shakar, "On our planet, countless people have said this to me, but they're all either dead or crippled, while I'm still alive and well."

"Arrogant! Even if you have some skill, it's useful only on your planet. This is the Morale homeland!"

"Oh?" Fang Jueyu suddenly laughed, "But if you want to take me down, you might not have enough people!"

"Hahaha!" Shakar could easily tell Fang Jueyu was only at the third tier of Source Energy Level. Natu wasn't much stronger, and those four bodyguards were definitely not a match for his. Fang Jueyu had neither the numbers nor the strength; Shakar couldn't fathom why he spoke with such confidence.

"What? You don't believe it?" Fang Jueyu said, "In that case, everyone come out!"

"Hmm? He has people arranged?" Even Natu was stunned. How did he not know Fang Jueyu arranged people? Was it someone from the Slater Mother Crystal Tower secretly protecting him?

Soon, they got their answer.

Thousands of Divine Ability Users' aura suddenly came from one direction, as a group of uniformed Martial Artists swarmed in, scattering the onlookers.

"This...Old Fang, you..."

"Hehe, I thought last night, having so many slaves sitting around was a waste, just in case something like this happened today, so I gathered them all here yesterday."

"Young Master, ten thousand people, all seventh-tier Divine Ability Users!" Shakar's bodyguard spoke with a trembling voice.

"This...these are his people?"

"How is this possible?" Ten thousand seventh-tier Divine Ability Users—what kind of person commands such a force?

"Don't panic. They may not be here for us!"

But things were not as they hoped. These ten thousand individuals settled behind Fang Jueyu, and kneeled on one knee.

"Greetings, Master!"

"Mm!" Fang Jueyu nodded in satisfaction. He loved the feeling of wielding influence. He turned his head toward Shakar and the others. "What were you saying? I heard you wanted to arrest me?"