78 Like A Dead Dog

However, Ye Xiwen was quite used to his special way of cultivation and he needed to arrange for surplus spirit stones to continue practicing in the ‘Special Space’.

After entering the Xiantian realm, the crazy consumption rate of spirit stones had led to a rapid increase in his strength and speed, to a terrifying extent.

People of Shaoyang Yi Yuan School were also giving somewhat strange looks to Ye Xiwen, because they did not know why disciples of Qingfeng Mountain Yi Yuan School looked so overjoyed after the sudden appearance of this young man.

“Who are you?” Huo Cheng asked.

“Qingfeng Mountain Yi Yuan School’s Ye Xiwen.” Ye Xiwen indifferently said, “Who wounded my brother?”

“It was him, that Huo Cheng!”

“Yes, it was him!”

Many of the disciples of Qingfeng Mountain Yi Yuan School immediately said while pointing towards Huo Cheng.

“So what if it was me!” Huo Cheng looked at Ye Xiwen with disdain and said, “Are you that Ye Feng’s younger brother?”