My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

The battle ended and the defenders were completely defeated. He was picked out again and knelt in a row alongside all the Kuhaha miners. Seeing the condescending and murderous eyes of the winning party, Young Master Fang trembled and made the second wisest decision in his life. His knees went weak and he knelt down on the ground. With the second most tragic tone in his life, he burst into tears. His face was full of tears and he cried loudly: "Hero, please spare your life. I have a ninety-year-old mother and a two-year-old brother. The whole family depends on me to support them. Please hero..."

Then, he was kicked over and knocked unconscious. Before he fainted, he vaguely heard the other party's contemptuous sneer.

"Haha, what's going on with this idiot?"

"I'm probably scared out of my wits."

"He has a ninety-year-old mother at the top and a two-year-old brother at the bottom. Hey...hey, his father, it's not easy."

"Do you want to stay?"

"Why keep a fool? Forget it, just beat him for a few hours and throw him out."

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When he woke up again, he didn't know how many days had passed. Young Master Fang felt that all the bones in his body were falling apart, and even his mind was blank.

After lying there for several days, he finally regained consciousness and thought of his father, Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen, Fatty Bai... At that moment, Young Master Fang burst into tears.

After regaining consciousness, Young Master Fang took the healing elixir refined by Gu Fenghua himself. A few days later, he staggered away from the sad place and wandered around the spiritual realm.

Perhaps even God couldn't stand his tragic fate and finally gave him a chance. By accident, he came to a low-level sect, and happened to catch up with this sect to recruit disciples. This time, he remembered the name of this sect: Wuyi Sect.

It was just a low-level sect, so it certainly didn't have high requirements for recruiting disciples, and Young Master Fang's qualifications happened to be not too bad, so he successfully passed the assessment and was accepted into the Wuji Sect's sect.

What surprised him the most was that, according to the elder who was responsible for the assessment, his qualifications were rare in Wuji Sect for thousands of years. As long as nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to get the personal inheritance from the sect leader, and the sect leader had no children. If If he practices well, he might be adopted by the sect leader as his adopted son and inherit the sect leader's position in the future.

Seeing the ancient sect with his own eyes and the splendid sect master's hall, he knew that this time he had not been deceived.

It was just a low-grade sect. In the past, Young Master Fang would not have taken the position of the sect leader seriously, but it is different now. Young Master Fang, who had been a black miner for a period of time, had already experienced the spiritual extreme. It was not easy to survive in the domain. Hearing the words of the elder Chuan Gong, he was so excited that he almost cried on the spot.

He secretly swore in his heart that he must practice well, he must sit on the position of the leader of Wuji Sect, and he must live a good life.

With such ambitions, Fang Tianyou and several other selected young people came to the sect master's hall.

At this moment, the ancient bell in the sect rang. The distant sound of the bell shocked people's hearts, and Young Master Fang was ecstatic when he heard it. He couldn't help but secretly sigh: He is worthy of the Holy Heaven of Wuji. Even if it is just a low-level sect, it is such a grand ceremony for new disciples to enter. This welcome ceremony is really grand.

Of course, it might not be so grand every time a new disciple enters the ceremony. This time it was just an exception because of him. After all, he is a man who has great hope of inheriting the position of sect leader, so it is appropriate for the welcome ceremony to be grander. After the shock, Young Master Fang thought so smugly again.