Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"What the heck? How do they know I'm getting married today?" Fang Jueyu was dumbfounded when he heard the news, "Wait, why are they coming to my wedding? Do they even know me?"

"Host, do you think this is still the era when the news on Earth was isolated?" Xiao Yi said, "You need to know, the exchange rate between your Earth's currency and the galaxy's universal currency has reached 1:1. This is indirectly acknowledging Earth's status in the galaxy!"

"Damn, what does that have to do with me?"

"Your Earth, just a mere level-one primitive civilization, why would the currency be valued so high? Do you think they wouldn't investigate?" Xiao Yi said, "A few months ago, many civilizations' Currency Administration Bureaus protested to the galaxy's central bank. Wu Zhao told them Earth is under the protection of a god-level civilization."

"Oh come on, this guy, isn't this exposing my identity?" Fang Jueyu was exasperated. Earth had now joined the Cosmic Federation network, and last year Fang Jueyu's triumphant return with a fleet had naturally become widely circulated on Earth's network.

Those distant civilizations that hadn't heard of Earth certainly wouldn't waste time investigating a level-one civilization. But those in the galaxy who knew Earth was backed by a god-level civilization wouldn't ignore investigating Earth.

With such a large fleet, it was obvious that Fang Jueyu was connected to the god-level civilization.

Additionally, Fang Jueyu exposed slaves from the Void Race and Sunshine Clan, and with a little digging, it was clear he was the god-level civilization youth known as Ma Yun who appeared in the Moerel civilization.

Such a big shot; if we don't cling to him now, there won't be a chance later. So any civilization that found out about this news immediately traveled across thousands of miles to congratulate him.

"Are you kidding me? No privacy at all, I'm really fed up!" Fang Jueyu rolled his eyes, "Xiao Yi, why didn't you block and delete all that information? Now everyone knows I'm on this Earth, and endless troubles will keep coming, sigh..."

"Host, worry about future matters later; think about what to do now," Xiao Yi said gleefully.

"I think you did it on purpose!" Fang Jueyu said angrily.

"Xiao Fang, look at this situation..." Councilman didn't know how to handle it for a while.

"Tell them all to get lost!" Fang Jueyu said.

"That's not very appropriate, is it?" Councilman looked troubled. Earth needed to establish friendly relations with these civilizations; if they weren't allowed to enter, Earth might find it hard to survive in the galaxy.

Moreover, some of these people were dominators of the galaxy. Even if Fang Jueyu wanted to get rid of others, he couldn't get rid of this one. If the other party got angry and sent a fleet to Earth, who could resist it?

"Xiao Fang, we're still relying on the dominator's power here, how can we offend him?"

"Don't worry, Councilman. Not only would he face a closed door, but even if someone found a way to throw him out, he wouldn't dare show the slightest displeasure," Fang Jueyu said confidently.

"Hmm?" Councilman showed a suspicious expression.

Last time during the meeting with Wu Zhao and Fang Jueyu, he noticed their relationship was completely led by Fang Jueyu, while the galaxy's dominator stood behind him like a subordinate.

Not only that, a mere level-one civilization that had just joined the Cosmic Federation, and the galaxy's dominator sent ships and people to help build cosmic ports and the Photon Network Tower, showing great care for Earth.

Now, Fang Jueyu was giving them no face and even wanted to drive them out, which was not what a galaxy dominator should be like.

"Could his background be bigger than we imagined?" Councilman fell into deep thought. Unfortunately, Earth's current structure was too small. Apart from information within the galaxy, they had no contact with distant civilizations and no time to digest that news. Naturally, they couldn't know about the legend Fang Jueyu left in the Moerel civilization millions of light-years away.

"Ah, forget it," Fang Jueyu sighed, "How about this, let all the others leave and let Mr. Wu Zhao in."

"Oh, by the way, if they brought gifts, help me record them," Fang Jueyu added, "Seriously, it's fine if the gifts come, who cares about the people!"

Long Ting showed an exaggerated expression. Leaving the gifts and kicking the people out, how could he say such a thing? Does he really think he's a celestial king now?

"Isn't this inappropriate?" Long Ting was still hesitant to act rashly.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm telling you, once I accept their gifts, they'll all be grateful!"

"Really?"

"Trust me!" Fang Jueyu gave a firm look.

"Long Ting, do as Xiao Fang said!"

"Yes, Councilman!" Long Ting immediately went to carry out the order.

...

At the cosmic port on the moon's surface, tens of thousands of representatives from various galaxy civilizations, each with their gifts, anxiously waited in the brand-new hall. Their faces showed anxiety, like Huaxia citizens queuing to buy national bonds in the past.

"It's unbelievable that Mr. Ma Yun turned out to be from our galaxy!"

"Yeah, such a big shot from our little place, our civilization will have better days ahead."

"It's quite strange, isn't Mr. Ma Yun from the god-level civilization? How did he end up on that Earth?"

"I heard Mr. Ma Yun is an illegitimate child left on Earth by a big figure from the god-level civilization, only acknowledging his roots in recent years!"

"Really? What I heard was different. I heard that long ago, a revolution occurred in the god-level civilization, and Mr. Ma Yun drifted to Earth during the war, only to be later taken back to the god-level civilization by his family."

"Oh, I wonder if Mr. Ma is willing to accept our goodwill!"

"Our gifts might not even catch his eye. I heard during the Moerel civilization, Mr. Ma Yun casually threw billions worth of source currency, far exceeding many level-four civilizations!"

"Not necessarily. These are our tokens of appreciation; we don't expect any return—just hoping the god-level civilization could look after us a bit!"

...

If Fang Jueyu heard this chatter, he would likely have them thrown out right away.

"Here they come, here they come, people are coming!" Finally, as they were growing impatient, a team of staff arrived.

"So, is Mr. Ma Yun willing to see us?"

"Ma Yun?" The staff was confused. Ma Yun was indeed at the wedding, but it's Fang Jueyu getting married today, isn't there some mistake?

"Hey, nothing odd about this; our consultant Fang has always been quirky," a member of the staff from Yanhuang said, having a good understanding of Fang Jueyu, "Maybe he's doing something under Mr. Ma Yun's name outside!"

"Hahaha, makes sense!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, the groom said there are too many people here today, and the wedding venue can't accommodate everyone, so only the Dominator is invited!"

"Oh, what a pity!" Everyone showed disappointed expressions.

"But guests are guests; our consultant asks you to leave your gifts and have them recorded!"

"Really, he wants our gifts?"

"Did you hear? Recording them means he will remember us!"

"This is a gift from Fengxi Star!"

"This is a gift from Baiyun Star!"

...

Representatives of various civilizations rushed up with their gifts in a frenzy.

The staff looked at each other, astonished: "Whoa! The consultant was right; they're all here to flatter him indeed!"