Chapter Eight... A genius is born

Time passed quickly as two more years flew away.

Ye Xiu sat quietly under the sun cross-legged outside his building with his eyes closed, his body has grown more refined, he has grown from a little over one meter to two meters tall which was unbelievable for his age. His innocent face has now turned into a handsome face, together with his cold expression, his face looked perfection like an immortal.

Ye Xiu has returned into this world for seven years now.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and stand when something seemed to dawn on him, he raised his hand and a wooden thin twerk flew into his hand.

Ye Xiu calmly stood there. The twerk in his hand pointed to the ground, and his whole person was as motionless as a mountain.

At that moment, the Ye Xiu eyes let out a spark of light.He made the thin long twerk in his hand vibrate and stabbed forward; he performed a style of swordsmanship skillfully ,His body fluidly began to move without warning; only mirages from his quick movements could be