The moonlight is vast and expansive. The clear wind blows gently, and the chirping of insects comes in waves.

  Behind the Han familys mountain, under the night sky, a figure accompanied by the wind, swaying and swiftly moving.

  On that patch of grass, under the moonlight, thirty-six footprints were deeply imprinted, clear and visible.

  These footprints seem chaotic at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it can be seen that these messy footsteps are actually governed by a mysterious and inexplicable rule.

  That figure, constantly wandering, every step was on these footprints, without a single deviation, the body fluttered, like a gentle breeze.

  Finally, after walking for a while, the young man stopped and stood still, panting slightly.

  "Ah, great, youve improved a lot!" The young man stopped in his tracks as words of praise came from beside him.

  "Theres still a long way to go!" The young man sighed and said with his head down.

  Ghost Step, a worthy martial arts footwork of the Mystic Stage middle stage. It appears simple with its 36 steps, but it actually contains countless profound implications, changing and transforming in ways that are difficult to comprehend.

  From the day he got the Ghost Step, Wang Chen had been practicing, and it wasnt until today, after half a month had passed, that he was barely able to grasp some of its superficial aspects.

  Simple thirty-six steps, but walking, it gives people a complex and unbearable feeling.

  Control and transformation of the center of gravity, nimble footsteps, mastery of rhythm, all are crucial. Among them, Ling Zhans guidance for a long time was also a key factor; otherwise, relying solely on ones own words, it would probably still be impossible to practice today.

  "Come on slowly, such things cant be rushed! The more you practice, the more skilled youll become. With more practice and application, it will come naturally!" Ling Zhan said with a sigh as he saw Wang Chens appearance.

  This young man has too high a demand for himself. Sometimes this is an advantage that can motivate him to keep making progress, but sometimes its also a fatal flaw!

  The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment will be. Its easy to strike at ones own confidence and passion, which is counterproductive.

  "Now that youre almost at a small success, you can play a big role in the battle. You dont have to rush, dealing with those guys should be no problem!" Ling Zhan continued to comfort him.

  "Those people?" Thinking of Han Yu, thinking of Lin Qun, thinking of those who often mocked and ridiculed him, Wang Chen clenched his fists and a hint of cold light flashed in his eyes: "They will know soon."

  "Not bad, its about time. My disciple Ling Zhan will be worse than them? A group of idiots, teach them a good lesson!" During this period of interaction, he saw and understood more, and Ling Zhan became increasingly clear about Wang Chens situation, naturally knowing who those people were.

  After taking a rest, Wang Chen practiced his footwork once again before heading down the mountain and returning to the Han residence.

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  At dawn, the sun had just risen from the horizon, revealing a hint of red glow. In the secluded courtyard of the Han family, Wang Chen had already begun his cultivation.

  This courtyard is slightly old and compared to the Han familys large courtyard, it looks out of place. It was abandoned by the Han family as a separate courtyard. Under the sunlight, the small courtyard was dyed with a faint red glow, and the green bricks and black tiles showed an ancient atmosphere. Wang Chen and his aunt lived here.

  At this time, in the courtyard, lotus flowers bloomed with every step, and her figure fluttered like a ghostly shadow, drifting unpredictably. Her speed was fast and slow in an orderly manner, making it impossible for people to guess.

  As he stood still for a moment, a faint smile appeared on his face, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and walked towards the house.

  Today is the day when the Han family compares their registration, and Wang Chen naturally will not miss it.

  "Xiao Chen, dinner is ready!" The familiar voice from outside the door made Wang Chens eyes flash with a warm and gentle gaze.

  She was her own aunt, who had married into the Han family many years ago. After the fall of the Wang family, she withstood the opposition and criticism from the Han family members and brought herself to live in the Han family.

  "Coming!" responded a voice, Wang Chen washed and quickly walked towards the hall opposite.

  A table, a few chairs, and an old painting, without any extra decorations, but also warm and cozy. At the dinner table, at this moment, sits a beautiful woman in her thirties!

  "What have you been busy with these days? I havent seen you around!" The young woman asked with a soft smile as she saw Wang Chen walk in.

  "Practicing, Ive been practicing for these few days!" Wang Chen found an excuse to gloss over it.

  Looking at the scarf on the young womans face, I felt a dull ache in my heart! This person was none other than my aunt - Wang Lin. If judged by her figure alone, she would be considered one of the most beautiful women. However, during that disastrous event when the Wang family fell, in order to escape with me and my brother, Aunts face had been marred by a gruesome scar, causing her originally captivating features to lose all their luster.

  These years, Wang Chen himself was bitter, but he knew even more about his aunts bitterness. The kind of bitterness that cannot be spoken, is the most piercing.

  "Xiao Chen... are you really going to participate in this clan comparison?" She stopped her chopsticks and looked at Wang Chen, the young woman asked with concern.

  Although Wang Chen had been keeping this news from her, Tang Ming told her when he came to see Wang Chen a few days ago, and she couldnt help but feel some worry.

  The academys affairs she all knew, Wang Chen was unable to condense his true yuan, knowing how his strength was, and even more so knowing that such a clan comparison would be even more intense and cruel, which is why she would worry even more.

  Wang Chens personality she understood, for many years now, the familys downfall he couldnt possibly forget, and like herself had shouldered too much pressure. Adding to that the current inability to condense true yuan, he alone bore all the pressure without telling her, wasnt it because he was afraid of worrying her? But the more it was like this, the more she couldnt help but worry.

  "Ah, Donglin Mountain has someone coming to watch the battle, this is an opportunity!" It was not unexpected that Auntie would know about this matter, Wang Chen said firmly.

  "But you... arent you unable to condense your true yuan?" Wang Lin worried, could it be that relying on this period of bitter practice would make up for everything? Its not that simple.

  "Dont worry, Auntie. I wont force it. This is an opportunity that must be tried. Its impossible for the true yuan to never condense. This time, the clan comparison will not disappoint you!"

  Knowing what his aunt was worried about, Wang Chen comforted her.

  "You... hey... forget it, just be careful yourself, dont force it, if not, then give up. As long as the green hills are there, you wont have to worry about firewood!" Seeing Wang Chens stubborn expression, combined with her understanding of him, Wang Lin knew that saying anything more would be useless, and could only remind him of a few things."

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  After having breakfast and checking the time, Wang Chen headed towards the Han familys martial arts arena.

  When they arrived at the martial arts arena, most of the younger generation of the Han family were gathered here, dozens of people. The clans comparison was a big event, let alone someone from Donglin Mountain came to watch the battle, they naturally wouldnt miss this opportunity.

  Taking a deep breath, Wang Chen started walking towards the martial arts arena, feeling the fervent atmosphere, his eyes filled with a burning emotion, after enduring for nearly two years, he should finally erupt.

  Wang Chens appearance quickly drew everyones attention, but in the eyes of those who noticed him, there was a hint of mockery and confusion, wondering what he was doing here.

  Could it be a registration? Thinking of this, everyone couldnt help but reveal a self-mocking smile, definitely not.

  The registration requirements for the clan comparison are simple, with a cultivation base of five stages being the threshold. However, Wang Chen cant even condense his true yuan at present! Does such a person also want to register?

  King Chen just swept a glance at the eyes of the people around him, and didnt make any further explanation, but walked straight to the registration office in front.

  "Hey, isnt this Wang Chen? Whats going on? You couldnt even wait for two months and came to find me today?" Just as he walked up to the registration point, that cold and sarcastic voice came again! He looked up to see the approaching man, and Wang Chens eyes were somewhat icy.