Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Alright, stop hitting him," Fang Jueyu said, seeing they had been intimidated enough and called them off.

This Hilac truly was ruthless to himself, using every slap infused with thick Cosmic Source Power. His face had been beaten so bloody that it was impossible to recognize his original appearance.

"The Cosmic Federation has its rules, and I don't want to bring trouble upon myself. The things you've done, I think your Leo Civilization's ruler will slowly handle with you!"

Due to the foolishness of the Joraike Family, the Leo Civilization suffered enormous losses. Even if Fang Jueyu didn't pursue problems with them, the ruler of the Leo Civilization, Nazi, wouldn't just let this matter slide easily.

The importance of the Joraike Family to the Leo Civilization was self-evident; if the punishment was too severe, it would only weaken the Leo Civilization's strength. Thus, their outcome might not be as miserable.

However, when beating someone, it had to hurt. Otherwise, it was meaningless; Fang Jueyu had to make sure they remembered today's lesson deeply.

"Alright, since you are showing a willingness to admit mistakes, let's discuss the matter of compensation." Fang Jueyu crossed his legs. "We still need to properly calculate the damage your fleet caused to our Earth."

"Of course, of course!" Hilac breathed a sigh of relief at Fang Jueyu's words, understanding that if they provided satisfactory compensation, the matter would end here.

"First, core members of your Joraike Family must wear mourning clothes in the cemetery of the humans who died in this incident and keep vigil for three years!"

"What?" Fang Jueyu's first demand nearly broke Hilac. Most people on Earth didn't even have the power of the Hidden Elementers; in cosmic civilizations, they were even lower than slaves. And he, the head of a third-tier civilization dojo, was to keep vigil for them? This was an absolute disgrace!

"What? You're unwilling?" Fang Jueyu's eyes gleamed menacingly. "Mr. Anmola, would you mind coming in?"

Anmola pushed open the door, letting his aura press directly on Hilac and the others without reservation.

"You... you are the ruler of the Haisa Civilization?" Hilac's gaze froze. He initially thought Fang Jueyu came alone, not expecting him to bring someone. Although he hadn't interacted with him before, he had heard Anmola's name.

Anmola, without even looking at Hilac, walked straight to Fang Jueyu's side and said, "Lord, you called for me?"

"Yes, prepare the fleet for reorganizing. In a couple of days..."

"Mr. Li, we agree! As soon as I return, I'll immediately gather all the high-ranking members of the Joraike Family to guard the cemetery on your planet!"

"Hah! Coward!" The little black one on the side disdainfully glanced at Hilac.

Having tasted Fang Jueyu's methods, it naturally knew that provoking Fang Jueyu was far more terrifying than provoking a top-tier civilization.

Seeing Hilac's utterly terrified expression, Fang Jueyu smiled slightly and shifted his tone. "Anmola, reward those two fleets' martial artists well in a couple of days. They've worked quite hard these past few days."

"Yes, Lord." Anmola saw this and knew Fang Jueyu called him just to show support.

"But Lord, a mere third-tier civilization, why don't we just let our fleet sweep over them directly? Why waste time here with him?" Anmola asked, puzzled.

"You don't understand!" Fang Jueyu said. "Simply killing him would be too easy; some methods are more despair-inducing than death!"

"Alright then, let me state my second demand," Fang Jueyu said, "a one-time compensation to Earth of ten thousand trillion cosmic coins!"

"What? Ten thousand trillion?" Hearing this astronomical figure, Hilac was dumbfounded. The entire value of a typical small third-tier civilization was only about several hundred thousand trillion.

All the Joraike Family's wealth combined might not reach fifty thousand trillion cosmic coins, and adding fixed assets might struggle to reach one hundred thousand trillion; ten thousand trillion was practically bleeding them dry!

"Is ten thousand trillion a lot?" Fang Jueyu exaggerated. "Not to mention the value of each life on Earth, the cost alone of mobilizing two fourth-tier battleship fleets wasn't cheap!"

"Martial artists need salaries, right? Battleships need energy, right? Depreciation and wear and tear costs money, right? Ten thousand trillion is already cutting you a deal! Of course, if you can't come up with the money, you can use fixed assets to offset the debt. I've heard that your Joraike Dojo isn't bad."

"Fine, we'll give it!" Hilac's heart bled, but what choice did he have? Anmola, on the side, stared intently, looking ready to twist his head off should he dare to shake his head; in this Virtual Universe, it could be done just as easily as in reality.

"Lastly, from today on, you are an affiliate family of Earth. Annually, you must submit the same tax amount to Earth as you would to the Leo Civilization, and your people must obey any orders from Earth's humans at any time."

"This..." If the previous demand was a bold daylight robbery, this last demand completely left no room for survival.

Being called an affiliate family was just a nicer way of saying it; harshly speaking, they were no different from slaves, just without the Slave Chip installation. There wasn't much difference from real slaves.

Originally, after taxes, there wasn't much left of the Joraike Family's income. Now, their entire family faced becoming Earth's laborers.

Moreover, with this attack, the Leo Civilization's fleet lost more than half, and he didn't believe the ruler wouldn't hold them accountable. This way, their family was strapped for resources and might not recover for millennia.

All of this stemmed merely from underestimating Fang Jueyu and not taking his words seriously. Had he appeared the first time Fang Jueyu asked to meet him, things may not have escalated to this point.

It became clear that those young people with substantial backgrounds operated in ways beyond his comprehension. Just like Ma Yun and Zhou Runfa, they could subdue enemies with absolute force but instead chose various extreme measures, each more vicious than the last.

"Wait, since we've become an affiliate family of Earth's civilization, won't we also receive favors from the magnificent Godly Civilization?" Hilac thought suddenly.

If they could endure this difficult period, having the mighty Godly Civilization behind them, even the ruler of the Leo Civilization would then have to hold the Joraike Family in high regard, right?

But Fang Jueyu quickly shattered his fantasy.

"Oh, by the way, if you get into trouble, we won't care. We'll only collect the money and won't help!"

"Mr. Li, this isn't according to the rules!" Hilac became anxious. According to the unwritten rules of the Cosmic Federation, one should provide a certain level of protection to affiliate civilizations and families.

"Oh? Is that so?" Fang Jueyu raised an eyebrow. "But I didn't sign an affiliate agreement with you, just an unequal treaty. Since it's unequal, how could it possibly bring you any benefits?"

Fang Jueyu stood up. "Mr. Anmola, it's time for us to go!"

"Yes, Lord!"

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Hilac, just a reminder: you have at most one year to raise that ten thousand trillion cosmic coins. If we don't see the money by then, you're solely responsible for the consequences!"

Hilac's body convulsed sharply. "Solely responsible for the consequences" were now words too weighty for him.

"Sia... Sia, help me up."

"Teacher!" Sia quickly helped Hilac up. "Teacher, what do we do now? It's impossible for us to come up with ten thousand trillion cosmic coins in a year!"

"Sigh, if we can't get it, we'll sell assets," Hilac was nearly in tears. "This Li Yunlong, we cannot afford to provoke him!"