High School Student with Immortal Race System

In Yanhua, the rules for the Gaokao vary slightly between provinces and cities.

And in Jianghuai, they followed a fill-after-score policy.

On this day, all the young people who had taken the Gaokao felt a little anxious.

Of course, some had already given up hope, perhaps having already been put on the market.

In a certain mansion, Cao Wei ended a call with her junior martial brothers. She had been working hard recently, helping her Esteemed Teacher negotiate a lower price. This was the first time their group of Martial High School students had ever used their intellect to handle a complex social matter.

’They had always used their fists before...’

Just as she hung up, Cao Yue’s voice came from behind her. "Weiwei, the scores will be out after midnight. Let’s check them together."

Cao Wei trotted after him. She was actually very concerned about her score, but there was no use dwelling on it. The exam was over and done with.

Cao Yue turned on the computer in his study. He typed in the URL, his fingers moving a bit clumsily, and said, "We agreed before. If your score is over 710, you’ll apply for Jiangti..."

Cao Wei had broken through to the Mid-stage of Marrow Refining right before the Gaokao. ’There’s still hope,’ he thought.

As he spoke, Cao Yue grew nervous himself. Getting into Jiangti was an incredible feat.

Having a Jiangti student in the family would give him so much clout when negotiating business deals.

He could brag about this until his daughter hit menopause!

Money was one thing, but as the top university in all of Yanhua, Jiangti represented so much more. It could perhaps even elevate the entire Cao Family to new heights.

A poor person attending Jiangti and a rich person attending Jiangti were two completely different things.

Cao Wei pursed her lips. "Esteemed Teacher has trained me for so long. I should have a chance..."

Cao Yue felt a wave of annoyance. ’Why don’t you mention that I’ve raised you for seventeen years!’

’Eighteen, if you count the time in the womb!’

Cao Yue poked at the keyboard with his "One-Finger Zen" technique, carefully entering her student ID.

Finally, he slammed the enter key.

"Weiwei! 715! You’re a lock for Jiangti!!"

Cao Yue immediately threw his arms up in a cheer, turning to hug his wonderful daughter.

But instead, he saw his daughter’s face light up with joy as she grabbed her phone and bolted.

"Yes! I have to tell my Esteemed Teacher the good news right away! I’m going to Jiangti with my Esteemed Teacher! I can serve at my Esteemed Teacher’s side again!"

Cao Yue froze mid-embrace...

’This isn’t just a case of a daughter leaving her father out in the cold,’ he thought. ’This is like being stomped on and used as a doormat!’

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Meanwhile, in a 20-square-meter rental unit, Tian Zihan and his family were checking his score via text message.

They had no computer—it had been sold long ago. Even their phones were models from a decade ago.

The family of six knelt on the bed, huddled together as if performing some kind of cult ritual.

"Why isn’t there a message yet? Don’t tell me the phone’s out of credit."

"No way. I put five yuan on it this morning just for this!"

"Pull the antenna out! The signal is better with it out!"

Tian Zihan nervously wrung his hands, his huge palms creaking from the pressure.

A moment later, the phone buzzed, and the six of them huddled together once more.

"Holy shit! 702! Zihan, you got a 702!"

"Jiangti! You have to apply to Jiangti!"

The haggard-looking Mr. Tian was suddenly reinvigorated. "I knew it! My donation wasn’t for nothing!"

The whole family erupted in cheers. They had lived like dogs for two years, and now they had finally made it ashore!

The celebration in the 20-square-meter rental was like watching a primal reversion to an earlier state of humanity.

Only Tian Zihan remained a little nervous. "Dad... isn’t applying to Jiangti with a 702 still a risk?"

But Mr. Tian stood ramrod straight, then jumped up and slapped his son on the shoulder.

He spoke with grave importance.

"No, Zihan, you are mistaken. Whether in high school or university, you must always remember the Tian Family’s creed."

Tian Zihan blinked. "Huh? What’s our family creed?"

Mr. Tian’s voice rang with conviction. "All in! Our family has gotten this far by always going all in!"

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In another residential complex, Huang Gang checked his score.

443!!

He, too, was ecstatic.

He leaped onto the table, threw open the window, and roared outside, "Who else could do it~!!!"

His parents, standing to the side, were also a little surprised. ’Is this really a score our son could get?’

’From what they remembered, he should have scored about half that...’

Huang Gang said proudly, "They all looked down on me, but I’m the best! I’m not bragging, but with this score, I can take my pick of any Third-Tier university! Even for a Second-Tier one, I’m not out of the running!"

Huang Gang’s sister was speechless. "Okay, okay, get down from there. I remember you said a classmate helped you a lot? You should thank him properly later."

Huang Gang nodded earnestly. "That’s true. While my natural genius is hard to suppress, Yang Shen was still a huge help."

He had already successfully joined the "Yang Family Army." They had all agreed that even if they ended up at different schools, they would leverage their distribution across Jianghuai’s universities to build a large, dynamic organization covering the entire region.

Huang Gang’s sister asked, "By the way, do you know that classmate’s exam ID? I’m a little curious. What kind of person could drag your score up this high?"

’He really can turn shit into gold...’

Huang Gang scratched his head. "How would I remember that?"

But then, a bold idea struck him.

"He’s a total monster! Let’s just check this year’s top 100 list for Jianghuai. His name might be on it!"

The essence of the Martial Arts Education system was a battle to crown the king of the grind, so there was no practice of hiding the top students’ scores. To be precise, the "Top 100" were openly listed every year.

The whole point was to prop up the geniuses and spur everyone else to keep grinding.

It was to make the slackers reflect upon themselves three times a day: Have I trained hard enough in Martial Arts? Have I injected enough elixirs? Have I maxed out my loans?

Huang Gang’s sister said in surprise, "The top 100 is a bit of a stretch, but we can check. I’m quite curious myself."

So the family went back to the score-checking homepage, and sure enough, they saw a glittering link for the "Outstanding Scholars Showcase."

They clicked it.

"Holy shit?!!"

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At the Yang Family’s home, they were also checking scores.

The four little ones were gathered together, chattering excitedly as they waited for their big brother’s score.

Meanwhile, Yang Shen was unboxing a computer.

Tao Ying said, exasperated, "It’s been days, and you haven’t even opened the box..."

Yang Shen gave a helpless smile. "I’ve been busy. There’s been a lot to do since the Gaokao."

This computer was a birthday gift from Tao Ying after the Gaokao, but it had remained sealed.

Because he had to kill people at night, his Cultivation sessions were moved to the daytime, each lasting five or six hours. He also had to water the flowers and plants and guide the four little ones in their own Cultivation.

He really didn’t have the time.

After spending some time getting it booted up, Yang Shen turned on his phone’s hotspot. Since they were moving soon, there was no point in getting broadband, so the internet speed was very slow.

After a long while, he finally loaded the score-checking page.

However, Yang Shen got stuck on the step requiring his exam ID number.

"Uh... hang on, I need to find it. I can’t quite remember it."

Everyone was speechless. ’For such an exciting moment, isn’t this a bit too much foreplay?’

But after taking just two steps, Yang Shen came back.

"Why bother with the exam ID? Let’s just look at the top 100!"

Tao Ying was a little worried, but then she thought, ’Why not be a little bold?’

’If he’s not in the top 100, it won’t be too late to find his ID number then.’

Yang Shen clicked the link for the top 100 list on the homepage. The browser’s progress bar began to crawl...

Everyone held their breath; even Xiaolei Yi’s eyes went wide.

Fortunately, the victor never has to wait long.

Tao Ying was the first to cry out in celebration. "Champion Scholar! Shen, you’re the Champion Scholar! A total score of 785!!"

The four little ones jumped up as well. "Big brother is the Champion Scholar! That’s amazing!"

Amidst the joyful cheers, Yang Shen was much quieter, a smile playing on his lips as he gazed at the number on the screen.

The numbers were tiny, only the size of a grain of rice...

But being number one in Jianghuai City... that represented so much.

The margin over second place was small. The student named Jiang Xin must have been the one who took the Gaokao at the Innate Realm. His total score was 783...

’But too bad... I, Yang Shen, still won.’

’I wonder if that guy will be furious.’

’An Innate-level Gaokao taker only appears once every few years, and he didn’t even get Champion Scholar. Ha.’

Yang Shen suddenly wondered... ’Could Xu Bamboo be on this list too?’

He began to scroll down, searching.

Finally, at number 23 on the top 100 list, he found Xu Bamboo’s name.

Yang Shen smiled faintly.

His phone was already buzzing incessantly, but Yang Shen silenced all the calls and ignored all the texts.

He got up, walked to the window, and dialed Zhuzi’s number.

The call connected in less than a second.

"Shenzi! Did you see it?!"

"I did. Congratulations. 23rd in Jianghuai, same as your birthday."

Xu Bamboo, who was still living at the Gaokao Center, smiled brightly. "My score is nothing. You’re the real story."

"Congratulations, my Champion Scholar!"

In truth, he had already known.

Because the reputation of the "Jianghuai Yang Family" was skyrocketing.

Yang Shen smiled and looked out the window.

The sun blazed high in the sky. His time was now.

He had arrived at the place where he was always meant to be.

...

"Congratulations, Host. You have completed an achievement quest and obtained the family title: Martial Arts Gate."

"Martial Arts Gate: When equipped, this title increases family members’ understanding and Comprehension of Martial Arts. They will become particularly adept at handling various assessments and selections. It also increases, to a certain extent, the attention received from official mortal factions."

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