Chapter 1841

Talking and laughing, the family of three looked around, hesitating which sect to choose.

"Such as Haizong, this one is not bad. I have heard of their reputation before. Although it is a Xuan-level sect, it can be regarded as a high-level existence among Xuan-level sects." Zhuo Yuan took a fancy to a sect and smiled. walked over.

Third Uncle and Third Aunt followed immediately.

For example, Haizong is among the major sects on the first floor below, but there are not many people queuing up to sign up.

Just when Zhuo Yuan and the others felt a little strange about this, Zhuo Qingyu came over and said, "Third Uncle, Third Aunt, Zhuo Yuan."

Hearing this, the three of them turned their heads and saw that it was Zhuo Qingyu who came, and they suddenly had strange expressions. Zhuo Yuan and the third aunt obviously showed displeasure on their faces, but the third uncle forced a smile and said to Zhuo Qingyu, "Qingyu, are you here too?"

"I came with my teacher." Zhuo Qingyu said, and then asked, "Third Uncle, what are you—"

Before the third uncle could speak, Zhuo Yuan sneered and said, "I'm here to participate in the Ru Haizong's registration assessment."

The third aunt also said with a sarcastic voice in her tone, "Some people don't know the goods, and they can't see the talent of my Yuaner. Let's find a real professional!"

Of course Zhuo Qingyu heard the ridicule of the two, but at the moment she was not in the mood to pay attention to it, but persuaded, "Third uncle, third aunt, Ru Haizong's assessment, I suggest that you should not participate in it."

"Why don't you participate? My Yuaner's talent is so high, he will definitely be selected." Third Aunt looked triumphant.

Zhuo Qingyu frowned slightly, looked at the third uncle, and said: "Third uncle, the Ruhai Sect is a Xuan-level sect, and it is considered a very powerful Xuan-level sect. My master said before, Zhuo Yuan I'm afraid it's not enough talent."

"Besides, to participate in Ru Haizong's assessment, you can't just do it casually, you have to pay an application fee, one million at a time."

"One million! So expensive!" Zhuo Yuan's family of three couldn't help exclaiming when they heard this number.

Zhuo Qingyu nodded aside, that's why she came out to persuade Zhuo Yuan. Although my third uncle's family is considered rich, the combined family property is almost five million.

But this money is nothing in the world of martial arts. For example, Haizong's registration fee is one million, which directly consumes one-fifth of the property of the third uncle's family.

Moreover, with Zhuo Yuan's talent, it is impossible for him to be selected by Ru Haizong. This one million is equivalent to a waste of money.

Zhuo Qingyu naturally didn't want to see his third uncle's hard-earned money wasted like this.

However, after discussing with the family of three, they did not listen to Zhuo Qingyu's words.

"One million is one million. As long as Yuan'er can pass the assessment, what is a million, and he will earn back ten times and a hundred times."

"Dad, I'm sure I'll pass the test, don't worry. As long as I become a disciple of the sect, my family will surely flourish."

………

The third uncle hesitated, but thinking about the future of his son and the family, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded, and said, "I will pay the million."

Saying that, the three of them walked towards Ru Haizong's registration point.

"Third Uncle—" Zhuo Qingyu looked anxious when he saw this, and wanted to persuade him.

But the third aunt directly said coldly: "Qingyu, I know you are worried that my family's Yuan'er will step into the martial arts, surpass you, and make you lose face. That's why you are jealous of my family's Yuan'er, and obstruct our actions again and again."

"Third Aunt, I'm not, I'm just—" Zhuo Qingyu was impatient and angry at the same time, wanting to explain.

But the other three didn't listen to her at all, and went directly to Ru Haizong's registration point.

The third aunt squeezed out a smile, and said: "Master, hello. My son is very talented. He wants to become a teacher and enter Ruhaizong. I don't know—"

Ru Haizong's staff heard the words, raised their heads and glanced at a few people, then interrupted the third aunt, knocked on the table, and said: "The registration fee is one million. Pay first, and then come in."

Although they had just learned about this from Zhuo Qingyu, the three of them were still a little emotional at the moment.

Zhuo Yuan and the third aunt looked at the third uncle, and the third uncle paid the money with some pain.

Ru Haizong's staff inspected it, then took out a number plate, threw it in front of Zhuo Yuan, and said, "Go inside!"

Zhuo Yuan picked up the number plate and walked inside excitedly. The third aunt and the third uncle followed up immediately, wanting to go in too.

But Ru Haizong's staff yelled, "What are you doing, stop!"

The two were startled, and tremblingly said: "My son goes in, we want to go together—"

"Only those who participated in the assessment can go in, and they cannot be accompanied! You all wait outside." The staff member said coldly, and then pointed in one direction.

The third uncle and the third aunt looked over there and found several middle-aged men and women standing there. It should also be the parents of the person who participated in the assessment.

The two were about to go there. At this time, the third uncle suddenly thought of something, and asked the Ruhaizong staff aloud: "Master, I would like to ask. If my child fails the examination, how about the one million yuan?" Registration fee, can you-"

"Are you kidding me!" The staff snorted coldly, "Our Ruhai Sect is a prefecture-level sect, and the people who come here to take charge of the assessment are all prefecture-level masters."

"Wasting time to assess these secular garbage, asking you to pay one million is cheap for you. You still want to get the money back, thinking we are what—" the staff said angrily.

When the third uncle and the third aunt saw this, their faces turned pale with fright, and they quickly nodded and bowed to say sorry, worried that they would offend each other.

Immediately, the two came to the open space where several parents gathered.

Aunt San took the initiative to chat with a few people, and soon several parents chatted enthusiastically, talking about their children with joy, like parents waiting outside the school before the college entrance examination.

"I asked someone before, and they said that my son's talent is not bad, and Ru Haizong still has hope."

"I don't care about these things. My daughter is here to try this time. It doesn't matter if you can't be selected for a good sect like Haizong. You can try other ones. Anyway, it's just a matter of paying the registration fee."

………

Hearing these words, Third Uncle felt a little ashamed and distanced himself a little.

But the third aunt looked beaming, and excitedly talked about her son, "My son is very confident this time. Before we came, someone said that my son is very talented, and he will definitely be selected."

"Actually, it's nothing to do with us, and we can't find a suitable person. Otherwise, my son will go directly to the assessment points of the earth-level sect and the heaven-level sect, and he won't come here at all."

………

The other parents were stunned when they heard the words, and they looked at the third aunt with strange eyes.