Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"If we could find the General, would we still be here getting beaten?" These slave hunters had heard tales of the shamelessness of the Shenhao Civilization, but today they truly witnessed it.

They were mere Divine Ability Users, who, despite holding some status in the cosmic civilizations, were nothing more than ants before a Demigod.

Sillia's cosmic slave trade spanned the entire universe; this place was just a tiny operation. Even if their entire main force were wiped out, he wouldn't feel a thing. Such small operations were easily replaceable for him.

As for their small division being wiped out, he wouldn't feel the slightest bit of pain.

It's worth noting that there were quite a few competitors among the Slave Hunters. They not only had to constantly guard against their peers' treachery but also had to avoid the Cosmic Federation's raids. Every day, Siska's troops were disappearing without end; could he really manage it all?

This young man from Shenhao Civilization was clearly emboldened by the fact that General Sillia would never appear here, which was why he dared to speak so arrogantly.

At their level, the best they could contact would be a Controller Level Commander, but right now their Commander was hundreds of light-years away, attacking the Okai Civilization, and couldn't spare the effort.

"Don't say I'm bullying you. I'll give you a chance, go call more people," Fang Jueyu said as he pulled out a bag of sunflower seeds and leisurely cracked them against the wall.

"If you can actually get that General Sillia to come over, then I don't mind."

To those slave hunters, this seemed like nothing more than a show, but in reality, Fang Jueyu didn't care about General Sillia at all. Even if the entire cosmic underworld showed up, it wouldn't be a match for a Demigod from Wanshen Manor.

The slave hunters exchanged glances. Things had spiraled out of control. They had believed that conducting a trade in such a remote area was foolproof, yet here they were, facing this calamitous star.

However, as it stood, there was nothing they could do. Fighting was out of the question, and leaving meant they'd be held accountable for the loss of these slaves. They're stuck between a rock and a hard place.

"Hey, you're not up to much, are you?" Fang Jueyu spat out some sunflower seed shells. "You're in this society but without the proper tools, trying to rob and plunder civilizations. A little trouble and you're done. Honestly, you guys are a joke."

"Back in the day, I led a few lackeys into the royal tomb of a top civilization, looted it bare, and carted off their treasure. Not a peep out of them as they even politely saw me out. Now look at yourselves!"

"Are you kidding us?" the slave hunters muttered to themselves, "He infiltrated a top civilization? A top civilization surely has King-level Transcenders. Even your Shenhao Civilization would struggle to escape unscathed. And they saw you out politely? Are they idiots?"

And to talk about such nefarious exploits like it's a badge of honor, does your family know how bold you are?

"Here's the deal, I understand if all these slaves are let loose, you can't avoid responsibility. Your superiors will hold you accountable," Fang Jueyu suddenly spoke as if he was concerned about them.

"Could he have changed his mind?" A glimmer of hope arose in their hearts. Perhaps this young man from the Shenhao Civilization intervened on a whim and might lose interest in meddling further.

Or maybe he got cold feet after hearing General Sillia's name, wanting to save face by finding a way out.

But no matter the case, it seemed the situation was turning around.

These were just a few million slaves in this warehouse. Even if they escaped, what of it? This batch had hundreds of billions in total; losing a few million was nothing.

"I know you make a living out of this," Fang Jueyu said earnestly, "It's said that taking someone's livelihood harms one's virtue, but people from the Shenhao Civilization, like living Lei Fengs, love to lend a hand. Look up Fujiwara Takumi's deeds, and you'll understand."

Someone quickly checked Fujiwara Takumi's records and was taken aback by what they found. Daring to pull such stunts in the Guna La Civilization, no wonder they were so bold. But indeed, the Shenhao people seemed to have a penchant for playing the hero and butting into others' business. It seemed true.

"Sir..."

"How about this, I'll just buy these people from you?"

"Well, that wouldn't be a bad solution!" The slave hunters nodded at each other.

Selling the slaves to someone else was still a sale. Rumor had it that Shenhao Civilization was filthy rich, with money to spare. Perhaps they'd offer a higher price than other slave traders, and even if a bit lower, at least the losses would be somewhat controlled, and their Commander might not punish them excessively.

"Great! If you're giving us this face, we'd be too rude not to accept it." The slave hunters helped each other up, waiting for Fang Jueyu to pay.

"Clink!"

A coin tumbled to the ground, rolling to the captain's feet.

"There, transaction complete, these slaves are mine now!"

The Slave Hunter Captain twitched at the corner of his mouth and picked up the cosmic coin.

One cosmic coin! He intended to buy these hundreds of billions of slaves with just one cosmic coin. Why didn't he just resort to robbery!

"I've paid a cosmic coin for these slaves. No need to thank me for my generosity!"

"Sir... are you joking?" the slave hunter captain suppressed his anger. He thought this was a genuine attempt to compromise, but now he realized Fang Jueyu was only messing with them, with no intention of stopping here!

"Alright, fine, let's make it two!" Fang Jueyu tossed another coin over, "Happy now?"

"Sir, have you really made up your mind to oppose General Sillia?"

"Oh-ho," Fang Jueyu raised the three-pronged two-edged sword in his hand, "I'm spending money on your slaves as a favor to you. And you still don't know what's good for you?"

"Were you playing us from the start?"

"Ah, you figured it out? Guess you're not completely dumb," Fang Jueyu said in a deliberately annoying tone.

"Hahaha, but what can you do? You can't beat me. Frustrating, isn't it? Frustrating?"

"What... what on earth is Immortal Master Erlang doing?" The people from the Draco Civilization flushed with embarrassment at the spectacle. Their Savior appeared more like some kind of scoundrel.

"I... I don't know... I'm afraid of blaspheming, but he looks utterly shameless like this."

"Why do I suddenly feel like being saved by him is kind of embarrassing?"

"I... I feel the same way."

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