Chen Yan stepped forward.
Under the expectant, curious, and faintly nervous gazes of everyone present, he walked up to the Diagram of Ten Thousand Source Laws.
After watching those who had gone before him, he had figured out how it worked.
The diagram's test had two stages.
First, overcome his heart demon.
Second, comprehend a martial technique.
And judging by the differences in Bai Lingshuang and Shi Han's performances, the time spent comprehending seemed directly tied to the grade of the martial technique they ultimately obtained.
Chen Yan took a deep breath, focused, and gazed at the chaotic scrawl.
Buzz—
The instant his eyes met the scroll,
his vision blurred. Everything around him began to twist and fade.
Mei Qiaoer, Hou Ze, Bai Lingshuang... Everyone vanished.
In their place came a chill that sank into his bones, along with... countless jumbled voices.
The voices seemed to come from every direction, worming their way into his mind.
"Chen Yan, you're about to graduate from college. Planning to go to grad school, or look for a job? Aunt Wang's son next door joined a big company right after graduation. He's making tens of thousands a month!"
"What future is there in staying cooped up in your room playing games every day? You're grown up now. You should understand the pressure your elders are under..."
"Look at you. You've put on weight again. You should get outside and exercise."
"Are you seeing anyone? No? Why aren't you ever proactive, dear?"
Memories of his previous life surged over him like a tide.
The nagging and questioning he had buried deep in his memory—the words of relatives, neighbors, and his parents—were now crystal clear and unbearably grating.
Irritation and helplessness began to well up inside him.
But before he could react,
the scene changed again!