Quick Wear: The White-Eyed Wolf Punishment Plan

Seeing his disciples filled with righteous indignation, the leader of Yuanyi Sect deliberately looked at Qin Huanzhong and said, "Sect Leader Qin, I believe in your character, but now..."

"Hmph! Master of the Yuanyi Sect, they of the Shangqing Sect are asking for trouble! Please don't let your disciples suffer injustice just because of your hypocrisy!"

This was exactly what he was waiting for. The leader of the Yuanyi Sect stroked his beard, a trace of regret flashed across his eyes, and he sighed.

"Master Qin, look, even if I want to help you, I can't. This time, you Shangqing Sect has gone too far and caused public outrage among the disciples."

Qin Huanzhong knew that he was deliberately provoking conflict, but he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

Damn it! He had originally thought that Yan Ziying would shine in the sect competition and bring glory to the Shangqing Sect, but he didn't expect that Yan Siqing would show up halfway and not only destroy his precious sword, but also expose their secret plan.

After leaving the Shangqing Sect, it would probably be even more difficult for it to gain a foothold, and as the sect leader, how could he have the face to leave the sect in the future!

Wherever you go, people will poke holes in your back.

He stood there helplessly and furiously for a long time before he finally lowered his back and said, "Ziying, let's go."

Yan Ziying also knew that the best choice now was to leave. Even if he was unwilling and wanted to kill Yan Siqing who had ruined everything for him, he could do nothing at this moment. "Yes, Master."

But what he was thinking in his heart was, just wait, after he returns he will write a letter to his parents and ask them to take Yan Siqing back and give him a good discipline.

First let her kneel in the ancestral hall for seven days and seven nights.

Then put her in a pigsty and let her live with the beasts! Just like her short-lived parents!

"Did I let you go?" Yan Siqing's voice sounded.

Yan Ziying immediately became furious and said with gritted teeth, "What else do you want? You have already ruined my reputation! Isn't that enough?"

Yan Siqing seemed to have heard a funny joke, "Of course it's not enough. How can you easily reveal what your family did to me?"

Yan Ziying clenched his fists in hatred, "Don't go too far!"

"Too much bullying? Why didn't you say it was too much bullying when your family seized my parents' property? Why didn't you say it was too much bullying when you made me stay by your side as a slave and humiliated me wantonly? Why didn't you say it was too much bullying when you teamed up with everyone in the sect to throw dirty water at me wantonly and beat me up?"

After he finished speaking, most of the disciples in the audience nodded in agreement.

Yan Ziying's mentality collapsed, "Then what exactly do you want!"

Yan Siqing leveled his lips and said calmly, "Of course I want you to have a taste of these things."

After he finished speaking, his eyes turned cold, and the fragments of the sword on the divine power control table stabbed towards Yan Ziying.

The domineering spiritual power left Yan Ziying with no ability to resist at all.

"Ah!" The first fragment pierced into the meridians of his left hand.

"Ah!" The second fragment pierced into the meridians in his right hand.

"Ah!" The third one pierced into the meridian of his left leg, causing Yan Ziying to kneel down in extreme pain.

Someone vaguely noticed something was going on.

"She, she is going to destroy Yan Ziying!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity! Although Yan Ziying won with his sword just now, his real strength is also the best among his peers. And he was wasted just like that..."

"Haha, don't you see what their family has done? If it were me, I would make their whole family suffer when I had the ability to resist!"

Yan Siqing took the time to hear this sentence. Oh, how does he know what he is thinking?

Seeing that the fourth fragment was about to pierce him, Yan Ziying's face was full of horror, "You, you can't do this to me!"

"My parents will not let you go! And the elders, I am the hope of the family. If you destroy me, the elders will not let you go!"

"Is that so?" Yan Siqing looked embarrassed.

Yan Ziying thought that his words had frightened Yan Siqing, so he tried to persuade him, "Yes, as long as you let me go now, I can forgive you... I will also speak well of you in front of the elders in the future."

That fawning attitude made the disciple who just felt sorry for him feel embarrassed. No, couldn't he have a little backbone?

Yan Siqing suddenly laughed, "Why bother with so much trouble! Why not just kill them all at once? That way, there will be no more trouble for ever!"

The light voice uttered such vicious and cruel words that the disciples present felt a chill on their backs.

It seemed that no one expected that Yan Siqing, who was so young, could be so violent.

It can be seen how much persecution he suffered in Yan Ziying's home.

After hearing Yan Siqing's words, the blood drained away from Yan Ziying's face, because he knew that Yan Siqing would really kill him.

Fear surged like a spring, surrounding him completely, suffocating him, endless suffocation. He didn't want to die yet. He hadn't become famous yet, so how could he die!

Then, everyone saw Yan Ziying on the stage dragging his lame leg with his good leg, trying his best to escape.

It looked so miserable, just like a lame toad.

After falling off the competition stage, Yan Ziying grimaced in pain, but he didn't dare to stop at all. He crawled forward like a maggot.

Yan Siqing just stood on the stage, looking down at the ants fleeing on the ground, just as miserable as the original owner had been during those years in their house.

Under the control of divine power, the remaining fragments flew into the air and stood upright on Yan Ziying's head.

"Ah!" Yan Ziying was frightened and quickly increased his crawling speed. The ground was clearly marked with traces of his blood.

Those fragments neither attacked nor flew away, just hung above Yan Ziying's forehead.

The threat of being killed at any time made Yan Ziying dare not even breathe.

He was so scared that he cried and screamed, and crawled forward desperately.

Yan Siqing's move was really cruel. Compared to a fatal move, controlling those fragments and making Yan Ziying live in fear all the time was more torturous.

Not to mention, these fragments could occasionally cut off a piece of Yan Ziying's flesh, urging him to crawl faster.

Qin Huanzhong looked at his most proud disciple who had now become a disabled person, his steps becoming so unsteady that he could barely stand.

"Ziying... Master is sorry for you. Master is incompetent..."

Before he could finish crying out about the deep love between master and disciple, Yan Siqing's life-threatening voice rang out again.

"Old beast, since you feel sorry, I'll send you to accompany him~"

Qin Huanzhong heard the threat in her words, "You, you are so presumptuous. I am your clan leader."

"What a ridiculous sect leader! If you weren't a whore and wanted to be a saint, and you were afraid that people would poke your spine, you would have accepted me as an outer disciple. How could a despicable person like you be worthy of being my sect leader?"

"Me!" Qin Huanzhong glared in anger, but he didn't dare to teach him a lesson. After all, when the two of them fought, it was not certain who would teach whom a lesson.

The most important thing right now is to stabilize Yan Siqing and use the moral standards of other people present to demand that she not act presumptuously.

No matter what, as a disciple, I dare not be so rebellious as to hit my master.

Facts have proved that Yan Siqing dares!