South Bean Country.

Fire Persimmon Fairy City.

Ning family land.

Today is the big day for the Ning family to announce the results.

Nearly a hundred teenagers aged sixteen or seventeen gathered in front of the list. These were the Ning family’s teenagers with cultivation qualifications, the Ning family’s hope.

“Don’t squeeze me!”

"Hey, make way."

"I saw it, I saw my name, I'm number 29! Oh my god, I'm in the top 30."

Suddenly, a young man in the crowd raised his arms and shouted.

The crowded crowd paused and cast envious glances at the cheering boy.

The result of this exam was particularly important to them, because from now on, they could no longer stay in the family school to practice, but had to enter various industries, work, and engage in production.

The top thirty young men in the exam are eligible to join the Ning family's business, and their future will undoubtedly be brighter.

As time passed, the teenagers who made it into the top thirty laughed out loud or jumped for joy, while those who ranked below the top thirty had gloomy faces and dull eyes.

Sixteen years ago, the Ning family migrated with their entire clan, but suffered heavy losses on the way and fled to Huoshi City in a panic.

After that, the Ning family recuperated, slowly recovered, gradually took root, and became one of the major immortal families in Huoshi City.

The children of the Ning family have their physiques tested since birth, once a year until they are twelve or thirteen years old.

Those who have the qualifications to practice cultivation are sent to the family's private school, where they are supported by the family and study full-time.

Among this crowd, there was a young man who was dressed plainly but had a rather outstanding appearance. His name was Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo looked anxious as he stared at the list intently.

He saw his name, ranked 31st!

It's embarrassing, being just outside the top 30.

Ning Zhuo froze for a moment, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He was quickly squeezed out of the crowd by the teenagers around him.

A tall and thin boy came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Cousin, your grades are usually in the top 20, why did you perform so poorly in such an important exam this time?"

Ning Zhuo didn't need to look up. He knew who was coming just by listening to the voice.

He looked up.

Sure enough, it was Ning Ji who spoke.

Ning Ji seemed to be sympathetic and concerned, but in fact, he was gloating. Usually, in the family school, his grades in all subjects were surpassed by Ning Zhuo. It was rare that he actually beat Ning Zhuo this time, and in such a crucial exam! Ning Zhuo's eyes were a little dull, and he subconsciously looked at the list, muttering: "I don't know..."

There were many students around him who looked similar to him, which only made Ning Ji look even happier.

At this time, two young men approached.

Ning Ji glanced at the two of them, and patted Ning Zhuo's shoulder proudly: "I'm leaving first, you should go home soon, my parents are looking forward to the results of this big exam."

The two young men were named Ning Chen and Ning Yong.

Ning Yong said carelessly: "Ning Zhuo, I saw your results. It seems that you didn't perform well this time."

Ning Yong grumbled, "But what's the difference between being ranked outside the top 30 and our results? We can't even enter the family business."

Ning Chen looked at Ning Zhuo and said, "I heard from someone that, in fact, those who are ranked within the top 35 can also enter the family business. It just requires asking someone to send gifts and use some connections."

"With your ranking, there is still hope."

Ning Zhuo exclaimed, and his eyes seemed to light up again: "Is that really the case?"

Ning Chen nodded: "Go quickly and talk to your uncle and aunt. There are actually limited places like this. If you are late, they will be taken by others."

Ning Zhuo couldn't help showing his anxiety: "I, I will go back and explain the situation to my uncle and aunt. Thank you!"

Having said that, he trotted away.

Ning Yong had a complicated expression, and muttered, "It looks like Ning Zhuo might be able to squeeze into the family business."

Ning Chen shook his head: "I'm afraid it's a bit risky."

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"I heard about Ning Zhuo's situation by chance."

"He lost his father before he was born. When he was one or two years old, his mother died of illness. He did not live a happy life at his uncle's house and was often bullied by his cousin when he was a child."

"His uncle and aunt don't treat him well. If we use their connections to give him gifts, it will cost a lot, so I'm afraid he won't agree."

Ning Yong was a little bit unbelievable: "At this critical moment, his uncle and aunt would not be ignorant of the seriousness of the matter, right?"

Ning Chen shook his head and sighed, "It's hard to say."

The other side.

In the deep courtyard of the Ning family.

"Miss, Miss, you passed. You are the first in the exam!" The maid ran in, her face flushed with excitement.

Ning Xiaohui, a member of the main lineage, was making talismans without even raising her head.

She used the tip of her index finger to gently slide across the talisman paper. Wherever her finger tip passed, a trace of ice spread gently, eventually forming a frost talisman.

Ning Xiaohui looked at the frost talisman and a complacent smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She looked down at her hands and snorted, "I have a pair of icy jade hands, so I must be superb in the talisman subject. What's so strange about winning first place?"

"My classmates are all mediocre and incompetent without exception. What can they use to compete with me?"

Ning Xiaohui's eyes kept moving between her hands.

She was of average appearance, but her hands were extremely beautiful, as if they were carved from snow-white jade. Her ten fingers were long and slender, and her nails were neatly trimmed, shiny and full, like pearls reflected on the water.

The texture on the back of the hand is delicate and clear, exuding softness and elegance.

In the sunlight, the delicate blood vessels on the wrist are slightly bluish-green, like thin jade lines.

She turned her hands over, palms facing up.

With a random finger gesture, the ten fingers were bent, and the hands were like blooming ice flowers. In the sunlight, the outline of the palms was faintly transparent, delicate and moving, pure and clean.

The maid beside her subconsciously held her breath and murmured infatuatedly: "It's so beautiful."

(End of this chapter)