Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

Three years flew by in the blink of an eye; compared to three years ago, Earth had completely transformed, and a brand new era had fully arrived.

Now, the old traditional schools on Earth no longer existed. A school called Super God Academy had established branches worldwide, offering education starting from kindergarten. One could even begin cultivating Cosmic Source Power upon reaching an appropriate age.

Today, Super God Academy had trained hundreds of thousands of Source Energy Users, and top talents emerged in various fields. They possessed knowledge far surpassing that of the Earth era, and Earth's development speed seemed to be rocketing forward at a rapid pace.

In the core area of Super God Academy was a building as grand as a palace. This was the principal's office, specifically designed by Xiao Yi for Fang Jueyu. Fang Jueyu spent most of his time at Super God Academy conducting tedious training alone.

"Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Sword Twenty-Three!"

"Golden Platform Demon Suppressing Palm!"

"Boom!" Suddenly, a thunderous explosion echoed from one of the training rooms inside the principal's office.

"Damn, what's the dean up to in there?" A few students passing by the principal's office shuddered.

"He's probably sparring with some teacher again. I heard that in recent years, the dean has practically mastered all the martial arts taught at the school and is close to reaching the eighth level of a Source Energy User!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, he's pushing himself so hard. Earth is so peaceful now, and the development outlook is so good. Why is the dean still working so hard?"

"You don't understand. That might just be what men are like."

...

"Cough cough cough!" The second-level weapon in Fang Jueyu's hand had broken down to a short sword hilt. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his spirit was surprisingly good.

"Dean, are you alright?" Teacher Lin Dong quickly helped Fang Jueyu up. "Dean, you've really brought Sword Twenty-Three to an impressive level. I had to use my pinnacle Source Power as a Source Energy User just to barely block that sword."

"No worries, no worries. A little rest and I'll be fine," Fang Jueyu waved it off, swallowed a pill, and his injuries began to heal immediately. "Teacher Lin Dong, you should go to class first."

"Okay, Dean, I'll take my leave now."

As Teacher Lin Dong left, a hint of loss appeared on Fang Jueyu's face. "Xiao Yi, my progress in learning martial arts is quite fast lately, but why does it feel like my level advancement is slowing down?"

"Ah, host, it's only been six years since you started cultivating Cosmic Source Power, and you're already at Source Energy User level seven. You have to realize that in the cosmic civilization, reaching this level usually takes normal people at least hundreds of years."

Fang Jueyu's Potential Guiding Technique was at a higher level than what Super God Academy taught. Combining abundant resources and Xiao Yi's guidance, his cultivation speed was hundreds of times faster than ordinary martial artists, yet he still seemed quite dissatisfied.

"But I still feel like my cultivation speed is too slow," Fang Jueyu sighed. "I heard that Fang Zun, my ancestor, was already at the pinnacle of a Source Energy User at my age."

"Hahaha, how could you compare to Fang Zun? He was the first in your Fang Family to venture into the cosmos. To establish this vast legacy, he went through countless life and death trials. You, raised in a greenhouse, are no match for that."

"Do you mean that I lack training?"

"Otherwise?" Xiao Yi retorted. "True martial artists are honed in life-and-death battles. Even with the best resources and background, without effort, you'd still be a salted fish."

"What you say is true," Fang Jueyu said, "but this universe is so peaceful overall. I can't find any place to train."

"Host, this universe is much bigger, more mysterious, and more dangerous than you imagine. Even now, there are still many unknown secrets in the universe."

"Host, Mr. Fang Huai is looking for you."

"Oh? My dad?" Fang Jueyu connected to Fang Huai's video call, and the very face appeared instantly in the holographic image before him.

"Dad, it's rare; after over two years, you finally deign to contact me once," Fang Jueyu teased. Who knew how wonderful the attractions of the universe were? If Fang Jueyu didn't contact him, he would never proactively reach out to him.

"Enough nonsense, I have something to discuss with you this time." Fang Huai's tone, unusually devoid of his usual playful nonchalance, was quite serious.

"What is it?" Fang Jueyu asked.

"The Cosmic Federation School's one-in-ten-thousand-year new student selection has started!"

"What?"

"Host, Cosmic Federation School is the greatest arena in the entire universe. The most top-notch resources of the universe are concentrated there. If you are excellent enough, you might even attract the favor of a demigod and be taken as a disciple!"

"That amazing? Even more impressive than you?" Fang Jueyu always thought Xiao Yi was the best teacher in the universe.

"I possess only theoretical knowledge. My experience falls far short compared to those truly top-tier martial artists, and there are many things in the Cosmic Federation School that are classified. I don't have the data."

"The Fang Family has been allocated a recommended admission quota. After discussing with your elders, you are the most suitable candidate, but we also want to hear your opinion. After all, cultivating in cosmic civilization, there are always some risks."

"Host, the Cosmic Federation School's admissions are only once every ten thousand years, and the conditions are extremely stringent; participants must be under 100 years old and above Source Energy User level five to qualify for the entrance test. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity," Xiao Yi said.

"Damn, I'm almost thirty, and you call me to go to school?" After staying on Earth for a long time, Fang Jueyu's thinking returned to the Earth mode. In cosmic civilization, being in your twenties was just the beginning.

"Our family has always hoped for a demigod to emerge. Without a demigod, the Fang Family could never become the top family, but even now your forefather Fang Zun has just crossed into King-level Transcender. If he had this opportunity in his youth and with Xiao Yi's help, he might have already been exploring the realm of demigods," Fang Huai added.

"Dad, I'll think about it," Fang Jueyu hesitated.

"Alright, then I'll send you the talisman for the entrance exam qualification. Remember, the exam begins in a year, and it takes several months to travel from Earth to the Cosmic Federation School, so make sure to manage your time well."

"I understand, Dad."

...

"Cosmic Federation School," Fang Jueyu contemplated in silence. "Xiao Yi, do you think I should go?"

"Host, make your own decision; I don't want to interfere."

Joining the Cosmic Federation School would mean Fang Jueyu would have to leave Earth indefinitely, possibly only returning home as infrequently as his ancestors once did.

Guo Xinyu was already over nine months pregnant, a time when she needed him the most. Leaving now wouldn't make him a responsible father and husband.

Yet, in this cosmic civilization, it was always survival of the fittest, a lesson learned when Earth was invaded by the Joraike Family.

The Fang Family was indeed wealthy, but they lacked a true top-level martial artist belonging to their family. Should they provoke a similar threat one day, their fate would no longer be in their hands.

After sitting silently in the training room for hours, Fang Jueyu exhaled deeply, "Xiao Yi, I'm going!"