Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System-Chapter 471: Stop Dismantling, We Were Wrong

Chapter 471 -471: Stop Dismantling, We Were Wrong

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A fierce red light shot up to the sky, causing the entire ancient castle to shake violently as if an earthquake had struck. Even from the other end, people could clearly feel the power of this Magic Cannon blast.

As the thick smoke cleared, the grand gate of Saint Er Magic Academy had completely vanished, and even the tall walls had collapsed for dozens of meters, leaving behind only ruins.

“Wow, the power is too strong!” Fang Jueyu patted the Magic Cannon beside him; the barrel was a bit hot. The power of that shot just now was probably equivalent to a casual strike from a top Source Energy User.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, should I go to the Space-Time Store next time to get a few more powerful Magic Cannons? Install one in every city in Huaxia, then whether to deter other countries or to counter extraterrestrial civilization’s invasions would be no big deal!”

“Cough, cough, cough!” The group of mages struggled to crawl out from under a pile of rubble.

Although they were mages, their bodies had also undergone magic power tempering, not as strong as Source Energy Users of the same level, but comparable to superpower users.

The metal gate had consumed most of the Magic Cannon’s power, and the remaining aftershock was weakened by their combined magic, so they only suffered minor injuries. As for the school’s gate, it was now completely open to Fang Jueyu.

“I’m going to find the principal! You guys stall him for a while!” Bruce knew clearly that once Fang Jueyu broke the gate and entered the school, the first person he would probably beat up was him, so he unceremoniously left the other teachers and headed toward the principal’s office.

“Bruce!” the teachers shouted at him, but they couldn’t be so unscrupulous. If they left, what would happen to the students in the school?

“Damn, Bruce is really something special!” Fang Jueyu indeed wanted to catch him and give him a beating just now, but the relic was just so big, and there was only one exit. Escaping would be useless; it was more important to find his package first. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

“Host, the signal for the package has become stronger! It should be because the Prohibition was destroyed,” said Little Yi.

“Oh? Then let’s quickly go inside and find it!” Fang Jueyu was about to store away the Magic Cannon, but unexpectedly, the teachers suddenly started to cry and shout.

They were all quite old and had spent their childhood at Saint Er. After becoming magic teachers, their efforts had been devoted to this school, and they deeply loved Saint Er.

Seeing Fang Jueyu’s actions, they thought he was still not satisfied and was going to fire another shot.

They knew that the school’s Prohibition had been destroyed, and the remaining defense mechanisms were almost useless against the Magic Cannon. If he fired again, half of Saint Er might be demolished!

“Don’t tear it down, it’s our fault, we shouldn’t have stopped you, please stop!” The oldest mage actually cried out.

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t cry, I don’t bully old people,” Fang Jueyu felt a bit embarrassed, realizing it was indeed a bit over the top to have shattered their school’s gate, but he had no choice; he had to retrieve his package!

“I really came to get my stuff; if you had just let me in, there wouldn’t have been any problem!” Fang Jueyu said helplessly.

“You really aren’t here to steal our civilization relics?”

“Guys, are you all paranoid?” Fang Jueyu rolled his eyes, “I really don’t care at all about your incomplete little civilization!”

“Little civilization…” The mages were momentarily speechless. Did Fang Jueyu just call their civilization ‘little’?

Hey, are you kidding? The current human civilization on Earth is barely scraping the surface of a Level 1 civilization! Although their magic civilization was incomplete, within this castle, it at least reached the level of a Level 2 civilization. Everything was magic-driven, yet it seemed they were being belittled?

“Is there really anything here worth my attention?” Fang Jueyu asked, “Magic weapons?”

Fang Jueyu pulled out a magic wand, “Take a good look, a Third-level wand, made from Dragon Soul Wood as the base material, and the magic-fill material is Crystal Core Shards of an Abyss Demon Dragon, enhancing the power of third-level magic by over 50%!”

“Look again at your junk, I wouldn’t use it as a rolling pin!” Fang Jueyu snatched a mage’s wand and with a little snap, it broke, “A first-level wand without toughness or magical intensity, it’s worse than a firewood stick!”

“You!” The mage looked bitter; even a first-level wand was a scarce item here. It wasn’t made by the later Earth mages but was from the remaining stock in the relic’s warehouse!

“Stop crying, I’ll give this one to you as compensation!” Fang Jueyu tossed over a second-level wand, “It’s just right for you, enough to enhance your magic spell power by more than fifty percent.”

The old mage waved the wand a bit and indeed felt a kind of abundant magic power. The rest of them watched with envy, “Young man, look at my wand? Want to snap it too?”

Fang Jueyu ignored him, “Tell me, what do I have to covet about these things? Magic ore?”

Fang Jueyu grabbed casually, and several pieces of magic ore fell with a clatter, not only with red-level magic ore but even more advanced black and purple ones. These purple magic ores were warfare-level!

If he had driven the Magic Cannon with these ores just now, it would have become disposable, but the explosion’s power would have been enough to level the entire Saint Er!

Who was this person? He not only took out a third-level wand, but high-level magic ore seemed as worthless as roadside rocks to him. It seemed he truly didn’t care for the school’s contents!

As for advanced magic spells, they wouldn’t believe someone with such items wouldn’t have high-level spells, wouldn’t need to steal from them. Now they were seventy percent convinced that this young man indeed came to retrieve his items.

“But what exactly is it?”

“Young man, I apologize for our earlier recklessness and rudeness!” the elderly mage said.

“Still, older people are more reasonable!” Fang Jueyu laughed, “I’ll have someone come fix this door in a while, making it sturdier and more resilient than before. Now can I go find my item?”

“Hey, can we even stop you?” the old mage sighed, “Go, please don’t scare our students; they’re still young.”

Fang Jueyu looked inside. Several robed young mages were timidly watching him, their eyes full of fear. They likely thought anyone destroying the school couldn’t be a good person.

“They’re quite cute, unlike those little rascals from my school who only get up to mischief,” he wished the Potential Guiding Technique didn’t require adult practitioners; he’d love to train a batch of kids like these from a young age.

“Um, hello everyone, big brother has prepared some gifts for you,” Fang Jueyu waved his hand, and a pile of brand-new first-level wands appeared on the ground. These things were useless to Little Yi, not worth much, better to give them to these adorable kids!

Though they had wands, they were incredibly crude, not reaching first-level quality. These would allow them to learn faster and better.

The few teachers exchanged looks, “Who exactly is he?”

“Was he here to cause trouble or to do charity?”