Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Jueyu, now that this mission is completed, I should get a reward, right?" Fang Jueyu logged out of the streaming platform and immediately started demanding his prize.

"Phase mission completed, level one authorization task completion increased by 2%, total completion 2%, extra reward—physical condition doubled in strength!"

It felt like a surge of electricity passing through his body. Fang Jueyu felt every cell in his body bursting with a mysterious energy that made his muscles stronger and his bones more resilient—even his mind became clearer.

"Awesome!" He couldn't help but shout out from the sheer exhilaration that refreshed his soul.

This state lasted a full five minutes. Fang Jueyu felt as if he had switched bodies—perhaps 'reborn' would be a more apt description?

"Host, your muscle strength, bone density, brain cell activity, and other bodily metrics have all doubled from their original values!"

"This is real!" His body was his own, and although he hadn't conducted any rigorous tests, Fang Jueyu could fully feel the difference. "What was that warm thing just now?"

"That was the excess energy released by your ancestors in the process of tapping into their own potential. The system absorbed that energy, so I could use it to help enhance your body," Xiao Yi explained.

"Is there more of this energy?"

"Of course, there's energy accumulated over 99 generations, enough to turn you from an ordinary person into an almost omnipotent superhuman," Xiao Yi knew what Fang Jueyu was thinking, "but your father instructed that this energy must not be excessively used, as it could have negative impacts on your future growth."

"My dad really thought it through." Fang Jueyu could understand it; after all, this kind of rapid enhancement only had short-term benefits. True strength would require higher levels of access.

"Wait, what is that smell?" Suddenly, a nasty and nauseating odor hit his nostrils.

"That's the impurities from your body. While enhancing you, I also cleared those out. Perhaps you need to take a shower now!"

"You should have said that earlier!" Fang Jueyu stripped off all his clothes and ran towards the bathroom.

There was quite a lot of these impurities. Fang Jueyu scrubbed for a long time to clean this grime, and even the floor was covered with a disgusting black liquid. He rinsed several more times before the odor completely dissipated.

He wiped the fog from the mirror and looked at his reflection, suddenly feeling a bit of a stranger to himself.

Fang Jueyu originally had average looks and a not-so-tall stature, even slightly skinny, but now he saw in the mirror a face with striking features, even resembling Fang Huai to a certain degree. His height had increased by almost five centimeters, now over 1.8 meters tall, and most astonishing of all, his once frail body now boasted clearly defined muscles!

"My God, am I dreaming?" Fang Jueyu caressed his own body; if not for the familiar contours of his face, he would hardly believe it was really him.

"While strengthening the host, I also improved the host's genetics," explained Xiao Yi, "which is why your appearance is now moving towards the most ideal human state."

"Did my parents go through the same process?" Fang Jueyu finally understood why his parents, almost fifty, still possessed enviable looks and figures.

"Your parents underwent official potential development, so genetically they're even more perfect. They won't age, and you can achieve the same."

"Right, you've been passed down from generation to generation in our Fang Family, what about my mom? Can this method of potential development be taught to others?"

"That is indeed possible, but there are some prerequisites. You'll find out later," Xiao Yi said. "Oh, by the way, I contacted a butler for you. He's waiting outside. Would you like to meet him now?"

"Butler? We have a butler?" Fang Jueyu seemed to be surprised beyond numbness.

"It's the 98th host, that is, the host's grandfather had once helped a person. Their purpose is to help the Fang Family manage part of the assets and to be at your service at any time."

"Has he arrived already?"

"Yes, right at the door!"

"Then I should go meet him!" It seemed quite impolite to let someone wait at the doorstep like this; Fang Jueyu dried himself off and immediately walked toward the foyer.

The door opened, and outside stood two people, one of whom appeared to be a sixty-year-old elderly man, the other a girl about his age.

The elderly man was dressed in a Tang suit. Despite his age, he exuded an aura of long-term superiority, something Fang Jueyu had only ever perceived in business or political magnates.

The girl was about 168 cm tall, and "beautiful" hardly sufficed to describe her. Particularly her long, gracefully proportioned legs made Fang Jueyu steal more glances than he could help.

"It's uncanny, just uncanny!" The moment the elderly man saw Fang Jueyu, he became so excited he was almost incoherent, "You must be Young Master Fang?"

"What? Young... Young Master Fang?" Fang Jueyu found this title somewhat uncomfortable. It was an outdated way of addressing people in this era.

"Old sir, who might you be?"

"Oh, it was impolite of me, Young Master Fang. My name is Zhuang Hanzhong, this is my granddaughter Zhuang Ying. Part of your assets have always been managed by our Zhuang Family. We received news just now that you have officially inherited all the Fang Family's assets, so I came to explain these parts of your assets to you!" The elderly man respectfully said.

"Oh, I see. Please come in, sir. It must be tiring standing like this," Fang Jueyu stepped aside and welcomed them in.

"It looks like Young Master isn't too difficult to get along with!" The girl named Zhuang Ying had been nervous about whether Fang Jueyu would be difficult, but it seemed he was approachable.

"Please sit, sir. I only learned yesterday that our family has so many assets. You probably need to explain everything to me carefully!"

"Young Master Fang, just call me Old Zhuang, or you can call me Uncle Zhuang if you don't mind!"

During their conversation, Fang Jueyu learned that Zhuang Hanzhong had received kindness from his grandfather, Fang Su, when he was young, and had since then diligently managed the part of the estate entrusted to him by Fang Su.

"I'm getting old and sometimes find it hard to keep up. I have left these industries to my son to manage, but you might need an assistant by your side. I think my granddaughter Zhuang Ying could help you!"

"What? An assistant? But I'm just a college student, not some company CEO. Why would I need an assistant?" Fang Jueyu repeatedly waved his hands, unease showing on his face at the thought of such a beautiful girl following him around.

"Ha ha ha," Zhuang Hanzhong laughed, "Young Master Fang, even if you don't have work-related matters to handle, you can't possibly handle all financial transactions personally, can you?"

As if marketing his own granddaughter: "Don't underestimate Ying because she's young; she has already completed her master's in Economics and Management at Oxford. In the future, you can entrust these matters to her."

"That does sound good!" Fang Jueyu nodded. He knew practically nothing about his own wealth. If he ran out of money, he genuinely wouldn't know where to access funds, and who knew what the next financially taxing task given by Ivy would be? The remaining 90 million seemed like a lot, but it would not last long.

"Well then," Fang Jueyu extended a hand toward Zhuang Ying, "I'll have to trouble you with these matters from now on!"