Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

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"Uncle Mo, could you please test the skills of that world's richest man for me?" Fang Jueyu's words, completely disregarding Qin Yun, left the silver-spooned young master a bit irked, as he thought Bai You was merely trying to defend Fang Jueyu.

"Qin Yun, this is the Bai Family, don't go too far." When Bai You heard that Qin Yun wanted to make a move on Fang Jueyu, her face immediately darkened.

Although initially pledging to become a follower of Fang Jueyu wasn't done wholeheartedly—rather for the sake of her family—having witnessed Fang Jueyu's extraordinary methods, she had begun to develop a subtle sense of admiration.

Though she was well aware that even if a master from the Qin Family were to personally take action, they might not necessarily win against Fang Jueyu. But this was about attitude; she, Bai You, was Fang Jueyu's staunchest supporter.

"Master, should I step in?" Gu Yi's voice drifted in quietly.

"Step in for what! If you step in, what fun is there? Haven't you experienced the thrill of playing the fool before revealing your true strength? You can't even imagine the joy of showing off!" Fang Jueyu grumbled internally. "Keep a good eye on Bai Ruhai, make sure nothing happens to him."

"Understood, Master." Gu Yi's voice carried a trace of grievance and resentment; he was just trying to show some loyalty, after all.

"Bai You, step back. This guy's a resilient fighter; you can't block him. I'll handle him for fun." Fang Jueyu said.

A mere martial artist at the third stage was nothing to Fang Jueyu. Now even Guo Xinyu could toy with him. He wasn't just a world tycoon—his wealth transcended mere money.

"Mr. Fang, I am Qin Mo from the Qin Family. I just heard that Mr. Fang possesses extraordinary skills. I, Qin Mo, am not as talented, but I'd like to learn a few moves!"

As Qin Mo appeared, everyone instinctively took a few steps back. Qin Mo was incomparable to Qin Yun, a half-step force transform martial artist. His mastery of the Qin Family Boxing was unparalleled, having bested many formidable fighters. He held a high status in the Qin Family as well.

"Come on then." Fang Jueyu released Guo Xinyu's hand. "Sit on the side for a while; I'll play with him."

Guo Xinyu nodded. From Fang Jueyu's expression, she could tell he didn't see Qin Mo as a real opponent at all.

"Clang!" All of a sudden, a pair of specially made metal boxing gloves appeared on Qin Mo's fists. The gloves collided, emitting a deep, muffled sound. "Mr. Fang, use any weapon you like!"

"Weapon?" Fang Jueyu's eyes darted around, and then he shouted towards the sky, "Gu Yi! Bring me that box from the car!"

"Who's he calling?"

"Could it be he has some secret weapon?"

"It's hard to say. Since Miss Bai said her skills were taught by Mr. Fang, maybe he's really a master hiding his true abilities."

"Master, I've brought the item you requested!" In less than ten seconds, Gu Yi appeared in front of Fang Jueyu with a metal box.

"Who is this? How is it possible?" No one actually saw how Gu Yi appeared there. With such speed, this mysterious man could probably wipe them all out in an instant without much difficulty.

"Alright, off you go, and be discreet; don't scare the kids on your way out." Fang Jueyu patted Gu Yi's shoulder.

"Yes, Master!" Gu Yi slowly floated off the ground, then drifted towards Bai Ruhai's room.

"Flying... flying? My God, what did I just witness?"

"This... this person is a master of the mythical realm!"

"How can this be? Is there really someone of the mythical realm in this world?"

In the Ancient Martial World, an Innate Martial Artist was already considered a high-ranking figure. The Heavenly Human Realm was nearly the apex of combat power within the Ancient Martial World. Publicly, there had never been any mention of any family or clan having a master of the Divinity Transformation Realm.

As for the Mythical Realm, that's a legendary status, with its very existence being a mystery! But according to ancient tales passed down, masters of the Mythical Realm had the ability to fly, and now they had seen it with their own eyes.

"Wait a minute, what did that mythical realm person call him just now?" Suddenly someone thought of this question.

"It... it seemed like 'Young Master'?"

"Did I hear that wrong?"

"You probably didn't. I heard him say 'Young Master' too..."

Being addressed as 'Young Master' by someone from the mythical realm, who exactly was Fang Jueyu? Could he really be just a wealthy tycoon?

If it was hard to believe before, now they all accepted that Bai You's skills were indeed taught by Fang Jueyu. Even a mythical realm master appeared to be his house servant. How terrifying could the force behind him really be?

Qin Mo was trembling slightly; he didn't dare make a move. If he won against Fang Jueyu, would a mythical realm expert let him off?

But more likely, this young man's strength surpassed his own because he couldn't gauge Fang Jueyu's depth at all.

"Damn, I told you to be discreet, but you're still so flamboyant!" Fang Jueyu couldn't help but slap his own forehead. Now he seriously suspected whether Gu Yi was just plain dumb.

Couldn't you have left slowly, like on foot or something? Was it essential for everyone to see you flying? You scared everyone, messing with my chance to show off!

"Don't worry, our sparring is our business. You don't have to worry about what will happen if you win or injure me. Come on!" Fang Jueyu gestured at Qin Mo.

But Qin Mo still didn't dare move; he was so frightened that he was slightly trembling all over.

"Fine, if you don't start, then I will!" Fang Jueyu snapped the box open.

Everyone strained their necks to see what was inside Fang Jueyu's box, but when they saw, they were dumbfounded. It wasn't any mysterious weapon; the box was packed with stacks of red Mao Zedong bills!

"What's he planning to do? Work someone to death with money?" Someone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Seems like that's really the plan, haha. But it makes sense, with a mythical realm master here, even if he were useless, Qin Mo wouldn't dare do anything to him!" Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

"Hehe, you're right. I'm actually going to throw money at him!" Fang Jueyu pinched his finger and took out a stack of money from the box, extracting a crisp, new bill.

"Flower-Picking Finger!" A biological current, condensed visibly to the naked eye, gathered from Fang Jueyu's fingertip onto the bill. The formerly soft RMB bill suddenly became tougher than steel.

"Swish!" The red Mao Zedong shot out from his hand, faster than a bullet, toward Qin Mo.

"Zing!" A dazzling spark flashed, and Qin Mo's armguard was ripped apart by the single RMB. The bill then pierced three trees as thick as two arms hugging and deeply embedded itself in the courtyard wall.

"Swish!" A second bill sliced toward another of his armguards.

A stack of RMB grew thinner in his hand, but each bill managed to slice off a piece of fabric from Qin Mo. By the time Fang Jueyu finished all the bills in his hand, Qin Mo was left bare-chested.

"Too... too incredible..."

If Fang Jueyu had the intent to kill, Qin Mo would have died long ago. With that speed, even a strong force fighter would have no chance to retaliate. The most terrifying thing was Fang Jueyu's inner strength was so refined, he managed to strip Qin Mo's clothes without injuring him at all; it was terrifying indeed.

Qin Mo was so frightened he didn't dare move at all. From Fang Jueyu, he perceived the overwhelming pressure only an innate strongman could exert.

"Wow, doesn't your Qin family count as a big clan? How come you can't even afford a decent set of clothes?" Fang Jueyu sighed and shook his head, flinging the remaining box of money at him.

"Don't say I'm stingy, take it to buy yourself a set of clothes. Don't ask me why; having money indeed allows you to do as you wish!"

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