Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Dean,"

"Whoa, what did I just see? Am I hallucinating? Did the dean just float over here? Wave-skimming Light Steps?"

"I think I saw that too, what kind of sorcery is this?"

"Finally got to see the dean in person, isn't he just so handsome?"

"Hey there, beauty, we're all here with our admission letters. Why do I get the feeling you have ulterior motives?"

...

"Alright, everyone, quiet down," Fang Jueyu's voice carried a hint of inner strength. Everyone seemed to hear a compelling voice and instinctively stopped talking.

"I know you all have a lot of questions right now, and I'll answer them one by one shortly. Since you're here first, let me take you up the mountain."

This wave already included two to three hundred students. Today, an estimated total of over five thousand people were expected. If Fang Jueyu were to bring everyone up at once, it might be quite difficult, so other students from the Super God Academy were also called in to help. Qin Yun and the others should be coming over soon.

Led by Fang Jueyu, these few hundred students followed him up Antian Peak.

Along the way, these young people were looking around, but this seemed just like a regular mountain with nothing special. They didn't seem to see any buildings, so was there really a school here?

"Ah!" Suddenly, a scream full of fear erupted from within the crowd. As they reached halfway up the mountain, a snow-white creature dashed out of a cave on the side!

This creature had sharp fangs and looked like an oversized dog, but these young people had never seen something like this before. Especially the girls, who were quite frightened, to the point where their legs started to go weak.

"Wu Li, who told you to come out and scare people? Get back!" Fang Jueyu shouted, "Er Gouzi! Where on earth are you? Get out here and take care of your wife!"

"Woof, woof!" At this moment, Er Gouzi bounced out of the cave, looking lazy and indifferent. It barked twice at Wu Li, who let out a muffled grumble and reluctantly retreated.

"Er Gouzi, are you done or not? When you're finished, come with me up the mountain!" Seeing this creature come out from Wu Li's den, Fang Jueyu knew it must have been up to some mischief.

"Woof!" Er Gouzi was actually done long ago, but it always felt tired afterward, so it lay in the den for a while. It rubbed against Fang Jueyu's leg obsequiously, then stood by him like a loyal guard.

"That's more like it."

"Dean… what kind of creature was that just now?"

"Dean, is that your pet?"

Rumor had it that wealthy people liked all sorts of strange and exotic things, and it seemed Fang Jueyu was no exception.

"Oh, that was the guardian beast of the Super God Academy," Fang Jueyu explained. "Its name is Wu Li, a genetically mutated Tibetan Mastiff. If you decide to stay here, you'll soon get familiar with it. It won't harm you."

"A mutated Tibetan Mastiff… impressive."

"Dean, that kind of thing isn't cheap, right? Does it cost billions?"

"Is it expensive to keep? Would feeding it for a day cost a year's salary for us?"

Hearing it was a guard animal, these young people relaxed and started chattering excitedly.

But among these youngsters were many from the Ancient Martial Families. They knew about Wu Li.

Wu Li used to be the Guardian Mountain Beast of the Ancient Martial Association, with power comparable to the Heavenly Human Realm. Yet now, not only had Fang Jueyu's dog tamed it, but it had also become a bona fide guard dog. Their feelings were indeed conflicted.

Fang Jueyu quickly led them to the summit. But there was still no building resembling a school, only a massive stone with the words "Super God Academy" engraved on it.

"Dean, where's your school?" Some became anxious, feeling as if they were being stood up.

"Don't worry. The envelope I gave you has a golden emblem—that's the Super God Academy's insignia. Only those carrying it can enter the school," Fang Jueyu said.

"But there's a rule—the school's existence must remain a secret from outsiders, and you must be utterly loyal to the school, and to me!"

"Dean, isn't this illegal multi-level marketing?"

"Hello, police? Someone's up to something suspicious here."

As young people, they understood if the school was real, keeping it a secret was reasonable, but being subservient to someone? Come on, it was 2021, not the age of slavery, okay?

"Dean, what do we get out of this?" Someone asked the question everyone was most concerned about.

These young individuals eventually had to enter society and commit themselves almost entirely to corporations, so to them, working for someone or some organization was more or less the same.

What mattered to them was what they had to give and what they would receive.

Fang Jueyu remained relaxed because he knew even if many were his fans, they wouldn't agree to such a bizarre contract just based on his words.

"That's a great question," Fang Jueyu replied. "Let's start with what I need from you. All I require is loyalty. When I need your strength, use everything you've learned here to assist me!"

"That doesn't sound unreasonable," someone commented. Even in schools, students often used what they learned to win competitions and bring glory to their institutions.

"Dean, in the admission notice, you mentioned we could learn anything we wanted. Is that true?"

"Of course it is," Fang Jueyu nodded.

"Can you teach me the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms?" Someone joked, thinking the so-called Super God Academy wasn't much different from regular institutions, probably just teaching advanced knowledge at most.

A place where one could learn anything—how could such a place exist?

"Sure!" To their surprise, Fang Jueyu nodded. He extended a hand, focused his inner strength, and a dragon's roar resounded through his muscles and bones. Fang Jueyu launched a palm strike out of nowhere, causing a golden dragon-shaped energy to claw and dance through the air.

"Is this… special effects?"

"Are you an idiot? This isn't a video. Why would there be special effects?"

"Could it be a hologram?"

"Doesn't seem like it. There are no electronic devices around."

...

"Alright, stop guessing. None of this is fake!" Fang Jueyu made several thick books appear in his hand as if out of thin air.

"Six Veins Divine Sword, Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic, Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, Tathagata Divine Palm, Kuihua Manual…"

"Young man, I see you're a once-in-a-century martial arts genius. These are the junkiest manuals the school has. So, interested in learning?"