What's wrong with my senior brother just doting on me? !

Baili Li is not a direct child of the Baili family, and his background can be said to be bad.

His father was a marginal member of the Baili clan, and even within this lineage, his father was not a central figure.

Ordinary spiritual roots, thin bloodline, mediocre talent.

Obliterated by all living beings.

Without the word "Baili", his father would be in a very embarrassing position even in ordinary sects.

He is proud and arrogant, but he does not strive for progress. Every day he prays to God to give him a great opportunity to become a leader in the world of immortality.

No matter how you look at it, such people will never get ahead.

Bailili felt that the only thing his father had a clear understanding of was that if he was such a waste, the children he would give birth to would not be very talented.

Bailili, who did not have high hopes, sneaked out of the house to play alone every day amid his father's resentment and his mother's long-winded complaints.

From the gravel stalls by the river to the abandoned lofts on the highest mountain in the area, from the splendid high-ranking areas to the abject slums, there is a small figure everywhere,

Baili Li ran around everywhere, covered in dust and mud, and had to be beaten when he returned home.

"You're as young as a monkey! You don't have the demeanor of a Baili family man at all!"

But he is not one of those young masters who was raised in a house, right?

What is style? Why would he need that?

If he happened to meet his untalented father drunk, he would probably have a more complete childhood.

Baili Li didn't care about talent, fame and wealth as much as his father. He was drunkenly scolded several times for being "unmotivated" and "not like the Baili family", so he went to class with the more famous son of theirs. Let's see what "motivation" means and what "the demeanor a Baili family gentleman should have" is. The ending is to watch them from the window sill with a sad face while being slapped on the palm by the teacher.

The sound of the beating was so loud that Bailili, who was so frightened that he held the school window and ran away.

It's better for him to run around freely.

The little Baili Li thought that he would never go to this kind of school in his life to continue what his father said was selfishness covered with family glory.

Of course, everything was like this before the young Bailili was taken to the spiritual root testing meeting held by the family for school-age children.

"Mutated Heavenly Spiritual Root?!"

"Oh my God, there is such an outstanding talent in this vein?!"

"Really or not? Even Heavenly Spiritual Roots are rare, let alone mutated Heavenly Spiritual Roots?!"

Bailiyi, who was coaxed to put his hand on the stone that measured the spirit root, watched in confusion as the spirit stone erupted with dazzling light, and then a heated discussion broke out among the adults surrounding him.

What is the Mutated Heavenly Spiritual Root?

what is that?

No one came to explain to him, everyone was discussing intensely about words he couldn't understand.

What "gift", "family light", or "god-given glory".

Bailili only remembered being carried around in the arms of those elders whose father would usually nod and bow down when they saw him, as if he were some rare treasure.

Bailili lay on the shoulder of one of the elders without saying a word.

All the children who came for the test were held by their fathers and mothers. Only his father stood not far away, looking at him with bright eyes.

Finally he returned home.

But he was not allowed to go out and could only stay in his room and read some books about the exercises.

The young child was a little afraid of the fanatical light in his father's eyes, so he stayed in the room obediently and read the illustrations on the exercises for three days.

On the fourth day of being banned, Baili Li was finally released.

"These are your new parents, good boy. From now on, according to the family tree, your name will be Baili Li."

Upon hearing this, Bailili turned to look at his parents.

His parents didn't look at him.

They were looking at the long list brought by the elder they called "the patriarch". The yard was full of boxes with invisible contents, and they didn't care at all that his name had been changed.

"Father, mother?"

The person who answered was someone he didn't recognize.

The couple squatted down in front of him with smiles and put a necklace with a longevity lock around his neck.

Gorgeous Yingluo fell from the sky and put it around his neck like a shackle.

Trapped in a life that should have been free for him.

"Ali, let's go home."

He left the small house, his father who was always daydreaming, and his mother who only complained about others, and was taken to the compound where the "gongzi" lived.

"Young Master."

"Hello, young master."

"I've met Mr. Baili."

Bailili, who has grown into a handsome young man, smiles and nods to the people on the road, and the jade decorations on his body jingle.

Mutated Tianling roots.

Baili Li was just like what those elders expected. Even if he didn't go to the sect to practice, he could become a leader in the world of immortality at a young age.

He formed elixirs at the age of fifteen and became the first person in the world of immortality in hundreds of years.

No one doesn't know how a direct descendant of the Baili clan received an astrological sign from the sky and gave birth to a genius.

Bailili, who was rumored to be more and more impressive by the outside world, was sitting in the study, upright, quietly reading sword manuals that were not suitable for his age.

Practice, practice swordsmanship, go out and spar with those who challenge you, and accept praise.

This is Bailili's life after coming to our family.

When he first arrived, Baili Li was forced to burst into tears by the extremely strict teacher. He escaped over the wall several times, but was caught every time.

"Young Master, how can you be so self-assertive?! You are the hope of the Baili Clan! You are the future family! Look at the family emblem! Think about whose blood you have!"

"sorry."

"You shouldn't say sorry. The young master of the Baili family should be gentle, elegant and confident, just like that adult! The Baili family will only do the right thing! You shouldn't say sorry, understand? ?You just need to nod."

"Ah."

Occasionally at family gatherings, Bailili, who was sitting next to the head of the family, could see his biological parents.

His father seemed to have become the elder of that branch, so he was qualified to come here.

The relaxed-looking father and the well-dressed mother sit below, talking calmly with others. A very young child lies in his mother's arms and gnaws his fingers.

As if aware of his gaze, his father turned around and smiled, took the wine glass and stood up. Under Bailili's gaze, he walked forward step by step and bent down: "I would like to propose a toast to you, young master. You are serious about this." Young and promising.”

Bailili held the wine cup and did not move, just looking at the stranger in front of him quietly.

"Little Lord."

Perhaps he paused for a long time, and the attendant on the side bent down and whispered to remind him not to lose his manners outside.

"Well, no courtesy."

That was Baili Li's first time drinking. The wine didn't taste good. He still couldn't understand why the person in front of him used wine to relieve his sorrow.

The Yingluo worn around Baili Li's neck collided with his movements and made a crisp sound.

He is no longer his father.

His father is the current clan leader. He is the eldest son of the Baili clan and the young master of the Baili clan, Baili Li.

"I do not accept."

"They all voluntarily sacrificed their lives for the Baili clan."

Baili Li, whose cultivation had been stuck for a while, was called by the clan leader, who wanted to give him other people's cultivation to help him break through the bottleneck.

"I don't accept it! I will find a way to improve my cultivation by myself. I don't need to steal other people's cultivation!"

"What is stealing?! This is the business of the Baili clan! Do you know how important your training progress is to the entire family?!"

"Using other people's cultivation to practice, what's the difference between that and demonic cultivation?! Let me ask you, what's the difference between that and demonic cultivation?!"

"Of course there is a difference! Demonic cultivators are selfish and force others! We are an orthodox cultivating family and we don't have to use this method! Those disciples are all voluntary! It's too late for them to be happy about contributing to the glory of the family!"

"Could it be that the previous head of the family also relied on stealing other people's cultivation?"

"Of course not. You are different. Your talent is the best. You are the only one in our Baili clan who can ascend. Do you understand? Don't make trouble. This is good for you. Do you understand?"

Baili Li looked at the "father" in front of him in disbelief and remained silent.

"I see."

Bailili was quiet for a while, then took off the longevity lock around his neck and placed it on the table.

"What's wrong? Don't you like this style? There are many more in the warehouse. If you have time, go and see if there is anything you like."

Bailili smiled.

"When I grow up, I no longer need the longevity lock. It's better to give it to children younger than me."