958: C958 Golden Striae

C958 Golden Striae

If Situ Ding, who was completely dead, knew that Ye Xiaofan's identity was actually True Spirit Martial Academy Junior Academy Principal, he would be so regretful that his intestines would turn green. If he was killed, then it would be a waste of his life.1

If Situ Ding could come back to life, he would definitely beat Lu Yuhang, the direct disciple, to death. F * ck, who dares to offend the little ancestor, Ye Xiaofan.

After the outer sect elders left, several high ranking members of the Labor Peak, which was also the manager of the Labor Peak, came here. After understanding what had happened, they all rushed over to Ye Xiaofan to pay respects.

Su Sheng looked at Ye Xiaofan with a more worshipful expression. He thought Ye Xiaofan's strength was enough to defy the heavens, but he didn't expect Ye Xiaofan's deterrence level to be even higher. The few horrifying outer sect elders aggressively came and ran away, all because of Ye Xiaofan.

"Yes, this is my little brother. You should know what to do, right?"

Ye Xiaofan stood in front of hundreds of thousands of people and called Su Sheng over. He patted Su Sheng's arm and introduced him shyly to the crowd.

Suddenly, when the beautiful female service disciples saw Su Sheng, their hearts burst with joy and their eyes bloomed. They wished they could give birth to a monkey for Su Sheng.

The other male disciples also secretly made up their minds to applaud with Su Sheng. If Su Sheng could give them a few words of praise in Ye Xiaofan, they would be able to work less hard in their lives.

Su Sheng had been in the service for a few days and had often been bullied and humiliated. He never would have thought that he would stand in front of hundreds of thousands of people and receive the admiration and adoration of hundreds of thousands of people. He knew this was all because of his elder brother, Ye Xiaofan.

"..."

After driving everyone away, Ye Xiaofan started to search for the location of the true spirit well spring. He searched through the entire Labor Peak three times and spent several hours to search for it to the point where he was completely confused.

"Buzz buzz …"

Ye Xiaofan went back to the place where he fought with Situ Ding. He sat on a piece of broken rock and wondered if he missed something. A faint light flickered under the broken rock and if one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to see it.

It was already the middle of the night, and any glow would be very attractive at this time. Ye Xiaofan lowered his head and saw the faint yellow glow underneath. It would only flash once every half an hour for half an hour.

"Boom!"

With a puzzled expression, Ye Xiaofan kicked the rubble dozens of meters high into the air, revealing the scene below. Below it was a flat ground with densely packed golden words, as if it was some kind of formation pattern.

"Could it be that this is where the true spirit well spring is located?"

Ye Xiaofan was a little excited. If he found the spring, he would be able to revive Jian Nanxuan.

"Sizzle …"

When Ye Xiaofan's small hand touched the golden lines, the golden lines emitted a layer of light. A stream of golden flames burned his little finger and a bone-piercing pain instantly gushed into his mind.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"Phew …" Phew... "Hu!"

Feeling the bone-piercing pain, Ye Xiaofan immediately flailed his little finger and kept blowing on it, trying to extinguish the golden flame. Who knew that the more he blew, the stronger the flame became and the hotter it became.

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