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Giant Spirit Sect!

“Senior brother! I’m heading to the Outer Sect now.” A young boy spoke with a slight choke in his voice.

Almost at the same time, a furious roar echoed from inside the room.

“Get lost! What’s so great about the Outer Sect? I couldn’t care less about going there.”

The boy took out a few taels of broken silver from his pocket and spoke softly, “Senior brother, I still have a few taels of silver here. Thank you for taking care of me all this time.”

With that, he set the silver down and turned to leave.

Moments later, the door was pushed open.

A rather unkempt youth walked out.

“Ah! Sent another one away,” Xiao Yang muttered, feeling utterly defeated inside.

He was, after all, someone who had transmigrated into this world. Never mind not having a golden finger—could things be a little less special?

For others, being a servant disciple lasted a year or two at most. That was already considered long.

But as for himself, he had been a menial laborer for ten years.

Counting the one who just left, he had already seen off thirteen junior brothers and one senior brother.

“If I can’t make it through this year, I’ll just leave this place,” he thought.

Facing former junior brothers now required calling them “senior brother,” which made Xiao Yang cringe with embarrassment.

Staying here any longer was pointless. He might as well go home early.

All of this was because of his aptitude.

Xiao Yang was the legendary good-for-nothing who appeared only