Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

The night is like ink.

Falling Cloud City, Fang family.

In the simple and simple room, the young man stood in front of the window, looking at the dark night sky, and muttered

, "Tomorrow is the day when the Heavenly Sword Sect accepts disciples, and after entering the Heavenly Sword Sect, my father should be proud of me."

The young man has fair skin, sword eyebrows, and an extraordinary temperament, it is the eldest young master of the Fang family, and he is also a recognized cultivation genius in Falling Cloud City, Fang Mo.

At only sixteen years old, his cultivation has reached the sixth level of the Yuan Qirealm!

You must know that those family elders are only in the Nine Heavy Realms.

Therefore, tomorrow the Heavenly Sword Sect accepted the disciples, and Fang Mo was determined to win.

"Knock knock..."

There was a knock outside the door.

"In."

Fang Mo turned around and withdrew his gaze.

"Father... Father?!

Fang Mo looked at the person with a surprised expression.

The person who came must be half-white, and his demeanor was not angry and self-threatening, it was Fang Tianao, the head of the Fang family.

"Well."

Fang Tianao replied faintly.

Glancing at the room, Fang Tianao looked at Fang Mo and said lightly: "It's so late, why don't you sleep yet?"

"Father, I... I'm going to sleep.

Fang Mo looked at his father in front of him, a little overwhelmed.

His father had never been to his room for as long as he could remember, let alone had such a word of concern.

For a while, Fang Mo was a little flattered.

"Mo'er, come to you tonight, I have something to tell you."

"Father, please say."

Fang Mo was a little puzzled, his father rarely spoke to him in such a tone.

"Tomorrow Heavenly Sword Sect accepts disciples, quota... Let it be to your second brother.

After Fang Mo listened, he looked at Fang Tianao in amazement, his face full of disbelief.

Fang Long, Fang Mo's half-brother, is a few months younger than Fang Mo, and the cultivation of the Yuan Qi Realm is fivefold.

Fang Tianao had two wives, Fang Mo's mother was the eldest lady, and Fang Mo died of illness when he was very young.

The second lady gave birth to two sons for Fang Tianao, Fang Long and Fang Peng.

Fang Tianao has been extremely fond of Fang Long and Fang Peng since he was a child, but he turned a blind eye to Fang Mo.

Fang Mo has been practicing hard, in large part to gain the recognition and attention of his father Fang Tianao.

"By what?"

Fang Mo felt that his throat was a little blocked.

What did he try to cultivate, but now he wants to give himself up?

"Mo'er, the Heavenly Sword Sect accepts apprentices once every three years, and the age must not exceed eighteen years old. Your second brother is sixteen years old this year, if you don't enter the Heavenly Sword Sect this time, you won't have a chance in the future.

"Oh, I'm sixteen too, so what about me...?"

Fang Mo clasped his hands and his voice trembled a little.

"Mo'er, you are different from your second brother, your cultivation talent is excellent, even if you don't enter the sect, with the resources of the family, you can still achieve high achievements in the future."

"Huh..."

Fang Mo laughed angrily.

Is this the father I have always admired and respected....

Fang Mo looked at the person in front of him who he called his father, and his hot heart was as if a basin of cold water had been poured, and it instantly became cold.

Although I always wanted to get my father's attention, I was not a fool.

There are many sects in the western part of the Tianbei Domain, and the Heavenly Sword Sect is one of them, and its territory is vast and boundless.

Falling Cloud City is just one of the inconspicuous small cities, and the Heavenly Sword Sect's triennial apprenticeship competition is only a place for it.

Therefore, only the first place in the Great Competition of Accepting Disciples each time can enter the Heavenly Sword Sect.

And entering the Heavenly Sword Sect means ascending to the sky in one step!

More importantly, the Heavenly Sword Sect stipulated that the age of accepting disciples must not exceed eighteen years old.

This meant that if he missed this opportunity, Fang Mo would not be able to reach the Heavenly Sword Sect in this life.

"No way, I will never give up!"

Fang Mo looked straight at Fang Tianao, his eyes showing stubbornness.

Fang Mo knew in his heart that Fang Long was just a five-fold cultivator of the Yuan Qi Realm, and as long as tomorrow's disciples did not release water than himself, Fang Long would not have any chance.

This was the first time he had rebelled against his father.

"Don't you even listen to your father now?!"

Fang Tianao was a little angry.

Hearing Fang Tianao's words, Fang Mo couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted at him: "

Since I was a child, no matter how good I did, you have never looked at me squarely!" Even if I practice hard and become a recognized cultivation genius, you will still only see my two younger brothers in your eyes!" I'm your son too! I just want to ask why the hell is this?? Why!!

This roar contains more than ten years of grievances and sadness of the teenager.

Fang Tianao did not answer Fang Mo, but said in an indifferent voice: "

You think clearly, you give the opportunity to your brother, after a hundred years, the Fang family will be yours."

"I never!!"

"Rebel!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Mo felt a powerful aura suddenly oppressing towards him.

Fang Mo's face instantly turned pale, and he felt like a flat boat in the middle of the sea, which could be knocked over by a storm at any time.

Fang Mo gritted his teeth to resist this pressure, he would not give in, and it was impossible to give in!

Fortunately, the pressure was fleeting.

The room was terrifyingly quiet, with only the heavy wheeze of ink below.

Fang Tianao took a deep look at Fang Mo,

"You are good to yourself."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Watching Fang Tianao's figure disappear into the night, Fang Mo slowly loosened his clenched fists, weakly supported the table, lowered his head, and his eyes were blank.

At a young age, he couldn't understand why his excellent self, which was incomparably excellent in the eyes of outsiders, was so unvalued in his father's heart.

"Alas..."

an old sigh came from behind him.

Fang Mo didn't look back, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Liu Bo, what do you say I did badly?"

A silhouette walked to Fang Mo's side and gently stroked Fang Mo's head, "Young Master, you have done a good job, maybe the head of the family also has bitterness."

Fang Mo raised his head and looked at the loving old man in front of him, and his eyes gradually reddened.

Liuber, former mother's housekeeper. After his mother's death, he has been taking care of Fang Mo. For Fang Mo, he is more like a relative than a relative.

Only in front of Liu Bo could Fang Mo vent his emotions without scruples.

Liu Bo patted Fang Mo's back, his eyes were a little complicated.

From childhood to adulthood, the young master was extremely eager for his father's love, but the head of the family always turned a blind eye....

Alas, yes, why the hell is that?

He's just a kid....

"Okay young master, tomorrow is the day when the Heavenly Sword Sect accepts disciples, this is the white jade lotus soup I just boiled, drink it and rest early."

After speaking, Liu Bo stretched out the white jade lotus soup held in his right hand to Fang Mo.

Looking at the white jade lotus soup that was still a little warm in front of him, Fang Mo's eyes showed emotion.

After taking the lotus soup and drinking it after a few sips, Fang Mo's eyes became firm, and he said to Liu Bo while wiping his mouth: "Liu Bo, tomorrow I must worship the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

Liu Bo's eyes showed a look of relief

, "Well, I believe that the young master will definitely be able to worship the Heavenly Sword Sect."

...

In a luxurious room of the Fang family, the candlelight flickered dimly.

"Are you really willing to give up Fang Mo?"

A coquettish voice sounded.

"Of course."

Fang Tianao looked at the beautiful woman in his arms and said indifferently.

I saw that the woman's skin was like white jade, her face was delicate, and her charm was rippling.

It was the second lady of the Fang family, Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's fingers ran across Fang Tianao's strong chest and said softly:

"You must know that Fang Mo's cultivation talent is very high, and if he enters the Heavenly Sword Sect, if nothing else, his future achievements will definitely surpass you."

Fang Tianao kneaded the Chinese and American people in his arms, and said lightly: "On the road of cultivation, too many geniuses died halfway, and I can't gamble on the hopes of the entire family on an ethereal future."

After a pause, Fang Tianao lowered his head, looked at the beautiful woman in his arms with deep meaning, and continued: "I care more about the moment. "

Don't worry, my father said that when his precious grandson worships the Heavenly Sword Sect, he will help the Fang family to annex the Chu family and let the Fang family monopolize Falling Cloud City."

Lin Feng continued with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "But if you do this, will Fang Mo agree?"

"He has no choice."