Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System
Chapter 508 - 508: Isn't That Too Cheap?

"Cleaned out..." Shabelle's expression turned stiff for the first time. This black market was already one of the largest on Morar's home planet, yet they emptied their resources and still couldn't scrape together 1.5 million trillion Morar currency.

"Forget it, we can just allocate some of the profits and gather funds from black markets in other cities!" Although it would result in a slight loss of profit, it was better than losing this business deal altogether.

"I'll get in touch with the black market in Kunsha Main City. I have a few acquaintances there; getting hold of ten or twenty million trillion Morar currency should not be a huge problem." Roros immediately began contacting friends in other city black markets.

"I also know some people who deal in currency exchange. Shabelle, you've been around for so long, you must know some others, right?"

"Alright, within half an hour, transfer all the Morar currency we can gather into my account. I'll handle the rest." Although she didn't want to seek help from her other siblings, Shabelle had no choice at this time!

Forty minutes later, after virtually cleaning out the entire black market and utilizing every connection the three of them had, Shabelle finally gathered 1.5 million trillion Morar currency for Fang Jueyu.

For ease of use and calculation on the Morar planet, there was also a token called the Morar crystal. Each Morar crystal represented a trillion, which was ten trillion Morar currency.

These Morar crystals were not particularly valuable, similar to checks, just an equivalent created for convenience.

1.5 million Morar crystals were directly transferred from Shabelle's Cosmic Bank account into Fang Jueyu's account.

"Mission accomplished." Shabelle wiped the sweat off her forehead. This was the largest currency exchange deal she had ever done, and she secured the largest portion of Fang Jueyu's 50,000 trillion Cosmic currency. With these Cosmic currency, she might even expand her currency exchange business!

"Thank you, Sister Shabelle," Fang Jueyu said, noting that gathering those funds was clearly not a simple task. "If I'd known it was this troublesome, I might as well have gone to Muyun Bank for an exchange."

"Brother Fang, it's not the same. If you exchanged at Muyun Bank, the rate would be 1:25, without any wiggle room. You'd lose 250 thousand trillion Morar currency, which is no small sum."

"Honestly, I don't really care," Fang Jueyu said indifferently. "More would have been a bonus. After all, these 50,000 trillion Cosmic currency are only worth 1.25 million trillion Morar currency, right? I didn't really lose."

"What!" If Fang Jueyu weren't standing right there, Natu would have cursed aloud. This was 250 thousand trillion Morar currency, worth 10 thousand trillion Cosmic currency, not just 10,000 Cosmic currency!

With 10 thousand trillion Cosmic currency, he could buy five Silver Winged Demons like Fang Jueyu's, and he didn't seem to care one bit.

"Brother Fang, may I boldly ask just how much money you actually have?" Natu asked timidly.

"Hmm... if I used all my money to buy that Silver Winged Demon, it would be enough for you to count for hundreds of lifetimes and still not finish, right?"

"Do you have to flaunt it like that?" If Natu were an Earthling, he'd be spewing colorful language right now. "Okay, so you're someone who doesn't have to think about numbers when spending money. Got it."

"Now that we have the money, Brother Natu, why not take me to the black market's slave trading post for a look?" Fang Jueyu was eager.

"I'm starting to feel pretty nervous for those slave traders." Natu recalled Fang Jueyu previously mentioning his intent to purchase ten thousand seven-tier Divine Ability Users, something he wasn't sure any single slave trader on this black market could provide.

"If I had known you were this wealthy, I would have gone into the slave trade myself. Today would have been a lucrative day!" Natu huffed.

"Hahaha, Brother Natu, if you have any friends in the slave trade, why not introduce them to me? Surely they'd give you a nice commission, right?"

"Brother Fang, you must be joking," Natu felt a chill up his spine. Though, truthfully, getting a commission for introducing business to Shabelle was indeed a perk, with Shabelle taking the lion's share while he could still have a taste.

This was a multi-thousand trillion Cosmic currency deal, and even just a taste was equivalent to several centuries' tax revenue of his hundreds of planets.

5 trillion Cosmic currency, the sum just transferred into his account by Shabelle, which was nearly enough to buy another decent private cosmic spaceship.

"Sigh." Natu could only sigh. If only he indeed knew any slave traders, a single tour with Fang Jueyu in the market could potentially earn him several trillion Cosmic currency, maybe even enough to buy a fourth-level civilization's private spacecraft.

Even among his brothers and sisters, not many owned fourth-level ships.

Those wealthy ones could flick wealth from their fingers, and it'd be enough for them to live for a lifetime.

"I feel like being the son of a third-level civilization ruler is just a joke," Natu always thought himself quite wealthy, quite privileged in this cosmos. It wasn't until now that he understood what a truly wealthy person looked like.

"If this kid goes to Muyun Bank, would he directly exchange enough to bankrupt the bank?" Natu speculated.

Though Shabelle originally wanted to invite them for a meal, she didn't insist when she saw how eager Fang Jueyu was to visit the slave market. Plus, her enormous recent earnings needed distribution, which would keep her busy for a while.

The slave trade market was the most important part of the black market and the area with the highest foot traffic. However, its appearance was somewhat peculiar, not like a typical marketplace, but rather resembling Earth's ancient Roman arenas.

"Brother Fang, here is the slave trade market!"

"This slave market looks quite strange, like an arena?" Fang Jueyu asked, puzzled.

"Hahaha, you're spot on. This slave market functions as half arena," Natu explained. "Every black market has many slave traders, and they need to compete. To prove their slaves are superior, they require such competitions to boost their slave's value."

"I see." Fang Jueyu nodded. This behavior was understandable.

As they walked into the slave market, calls came from all directions, with most slave traders touting their wares like small vendors.

"Come and see the Warhammer Clan slaves, born with godlike strength and thick skin, perfect for labor. Hidden Elementers at the first tier are only 1,000 Morar currency, and those at the ninth tier are merely one hundred thousand Morar currency. Don't miss out!"

"What?!" Fang Jueyu stood dumbfounded in front of a stall.

On Earth, a first-tier Hidden Elementer could easily become a core member of a national superpower user organization, wields considerable wealth and power. Yet in this Morar civilization's black market, they cost just 1,000 Morar currency each, which equates to 40 Cosmic currency!

"This is too cheap!" Fang Jueyu's mouth twitched, "It's almost like a bargain bin price!"