Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"Snap!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Ma Yun for purchasing the final Void Race slave at the price of 1.6 billion trillion mora!"

"Hahaha, thank you all, thank you!" All ten Void Race slaves were acquired by Fang Jueyu. From now on, he had an incredibly powerful assassination squad under his command.

In the eyes of others, the sole purpose of these Void Race slaves might be to use their blood to comprehend the laws of time and space.

But for Fang Jueyu, it was entirely different. He had enough wealth. The Void Race was a race with immense potential, and Fang Jueyu could even afford to invest resources to cultivate them.

If one day, these ten Divine Ability Users became Transcenders, they could serve an immensely terrifying function in his hands.

Anyone who dared provoke him would be akin to being targeted by ten top-tier assassins who could traverse the void. Fang Jueyu's enemies wouldn't be able to relax even in their sleep.

As for the concern that the slaves might break through and the controller could fail, Fang Jueyu wasn't worried at all. The secret techniques from Akatsuki ensured that even Transcender-level slaves could be easily controlled. There was no fear of these slaves rebelling.

"How much money does he actually have?" Some people were not just curious about Ma Yun's financial power.

Some people did attempt to bid on the final few Void Race slaves, but they ultimately lost to Fang Jueyu, and the final transaction price increased significantly.

The total value of these ten Void Race slaves might exceed 150 billion trillion mora, equivalent to 600 million Cosmic Coins. Some Transcenders might not even have this much in total assets, demonstrating terrifying financial strength.

The key was that Ma Yun raised the price without a hint of emotion, as if sums of several million trillion mora were merely playthings in his eyes. Could it be that he was from the Cosmic Bank?

"Next up, we have 127 Sunshine Clan slaves born on a scorching planet. They are nearly mobile energy bodies, excelling in large-scale battles. If your civilization is at war, they are your best choice for conquest!"

The Sunshine Clan slaves had golden patterns covering their skin, as if rich energy was flowing beneath. This was the terror of their civilization.

Their bodies were highly unique, constantly undergoing powerful fusion reactions and able to store generated energy in a specific organ, capable of unleashing power even greater than a beam cannon when needed.

Unlike those war machines, they were flexible, adaptable to various environments. Unfortunately, they were a minority race destined only to shine brightly on battlefields.

"Each Sunshine Clan slave starts at 200,000 trillion mora!"

"2 million trillion mora!" In seat number 1, Ma Yun instantly raised the price tenfold.

"Sorry, everyone, my private bodyguard team lacks some of these special soldiers. I plan to use these Sunshine Clan slaves to form a special bodyguard force. I've even chosen a name, 'The Second Artillery Corps.' I hope everyone will accommodate!"

"A private bodyguard team? I heard he got into a conflict today and immediately summoned 10,000 Divine Ability User bodyguards!"

"Is he really forming a bodyguard team or building an army?"

"Forget it, let him be. We're just here to watch the spectacle. These items aren't for the likes of us in the ordinary seats to bid on!"

"Hahaha, true, we might as well enjoy the show!"

Some couldn't wait to see how the arrogant Ma Yun would eventually meet his end.

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The auction continued smoothly. Fang Jueyu placed several more bids, acquiring batches of extraordinary slaves, all of Divine Ability User level. The slaves he purchased could almost form a large special operations unit.

Finally, to the anticipation of all, the auction, after nearly a day and night, approached the unveiling of the final three items.

"Finally, the three auction items, let's see what surprise the organizers have in store this time."

"Hahaha, we can't afford them anyway, just here for the eye candy. Many Transcenders are here just for the last three batches of slaves. We can't compete even if we wanted to."

"I wonder, will Ma Yun stir up something again?"

"Watch, knowing his arrogant nature, it's almost certain he will."

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"Alright, everyone. Our auction has entered the final stage. Now, let me unveil the first secret auction item, a Transcender-level slave!"

The elder directly announced the first mysterious auction item!

"What? A Transcender-level slave?" Many Controller-level Martial Artists couldn't help but stand up. Transcender-level slaves hadn't been seen for who knows how long, and they couldn't believe the chance had finally come.

"Oh my god, if I had the money, I would absolutely buy it!"

"Get real. Even if you sold your entire civilization, you couldn't afford a Transcender-level immortal. Better not to dream."

"Information about this slave has been sent to your seats. Due to the high value of the last three items, transactions can be made using Cosmic Coins, with no lower price limit. Place your bids and may the highest win!"

"This is no small price; being traded in Cosmic Coins!"

Fang Jueyu remarked.

"Of course, this Transcender's value likely exceeds half of Moralar's civilization value. They can't muster enough Moraral Coins for the transaction, so they resorted to Cosmic Coins."

"50 million source coins!" The owner of seat seven first gave a staggering bid.

This source coin is a unit from another cosmic civilization, equivalent to 1 trillion Cosmic Coins!

"52 million source coins!"

"55 million source coins!"

"60 million source coins!" The Transcender named Vizi was also interested in this slave.

"Wow, this guy is after the Transcender too?"

"Host, having a Transcender-level slave is the dream of every Transcender. It's a symbol of wealth and power. Naturally, no Transcender would pass it up."

"60.01 million source coins!"

"The owner of seat number one bid again?"

"I knew he couldn't sit still."

"While others are increasing by millions of source coins, he raises by 10,000? What's his game?"

"It's obvious, a provocation!"

"Brother Fang, why are you getting involved in this Transcender-level slave bidding?" Natu asked incredulously. "This Transcender-level slave can't be controlled with technology. It requires high spiritual power control. Even if you buy him, you can't command him!"

"No, no, I really don't want this slave," Fang Jueyu chuckled, shaking his head.

"Then why…"

"I just find Vizi annoying, that's all!"

"What kind of strategy is this?" Natu's head was suddenly filled with question marks. Using an amount equal to an entire Level 4 civilization just to spite someone? Is this something a person would do? Does he really think he owns a bank?