My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Zhen Fengliu and Liang Yicheng didn't notice the weird looks on Gu Fenghua and others, but looking at Ye Yunji's figure of the jade tree floating in the wind, as if it didn't disturb any dust, they also looked at a loss: What is Mr. Ye doing? Now, at this critical moment of life and death, is it the time to do business? What to buy and what to sell?

Yuandaoling was already prepared to die for his family, but he was slightly startled when he heard Ye Yunji's words, and the hand seals he was making were a little slower.

"Master Yuan, you don't really want to commit suicide, do you? The Holy Yuan Sect is surrounded by powerful enemies. Even if you sacrifice your life today to help them escape, how long can they live? Sooner or later, the tens of thousands of years of Sheng Yuan Sect's foundation will be destroyed. destroyed in their hands.

You are asking for death because you feel ashamed of your ancestors and want to have a clear conscience. But ask yourself, can you really feel at ease under the Nine Springs and have the dignity to meet your ancestors? "Ye Yunji continued.

He still had that gentle smile on his face, but every word, every word, was like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Yuandaoling's heart.

Yes, he asked for death, but in fact he just wanted to have a clear conscience. But he actually knew very well that even if he sacrificed his life today, he could only save his disciples for a while. Soon, the Shengyuan Sect would inevitably be destroyed, and he still had no face to face the ancestors of the sect.

"Who are you?" Yuan Daoling finally stopped his handprints and asked.

Looking at the other party's appearance, it is obvious that he has no intention of destroying his Shengyuan Sect. Things can still turn around, and of course he does not need to rush to seek death. It is better to die than to live. Ordinary people know how to cherish their lives. Of course he, a powerful eighth-grade Emperor Saint, does not want to die.

"I'm a businessman." Ye Yunji took out a small golden abacus from nowhere, flicked it with his fingers, and heard a crisp sound.

Uh... Yuan Daoling's eyes also became a little blank.

Not to mention, the young man in front of him stood tall and tall, and flicked the golden abacus in his hand. He really looked like a businessman. But to reach their level, the most important thing is not to cultivate the mind. How could a businessman who smells like money and is obsessed with money every day have such a level of cultivation?

Is this guy trying to make fun of himself?

"By the way, my name is Ye Yunji." Ye Yunji waved his abacus, and there was a series of snapping sounds, and then said.

"So it's Master Ye. I wonder what kind of business you want to do with me?" Yuan Daoling came back to his senses and asked.

"Businessmen, of course, value harmony. As the saying goes, God has the virtue of good life. As a businessman, I don't want to commit more crimes. Besides, it is not easy for Shengyuan Sect to be passed down to this day. If it is destroyed in this way, there will be consequences. It hurts Tianhe, so even though you have bad intentions and kill the Chenxin Sect again and again..." Ye Yunji said leisurely, with a face full of righteousness and compassion.

"Twice." Yuan Daoling always felt strange when he heard what he said about peace being the most precious and what harmed the peace of the world. But after hearing him say it again and again, he still couldn't help but argue.

"Well, it's just two times. It seems that you are also a businessman, Master Yuan, and you know the principle of penny and penny. Then our business will be easy to do." Ye Yunji slapped the abacus on his left hand and looked at Yuandao Ling's eyes were a little more appreciative, a little more approving, and a little more close to his peers.

Several black lines stood up on Yuandaoling's forehead. No matter how the Shengyuan Sect declined, he was still the leader of the sect. How could he have done any business?