Quick Wear: The White-Eyed Wolf Punishment Plan

When he arrived, he saw an elder with black hair and beard sitting on a high platform.

Yun Wan was standing beside him, looking at Yan Siqing with a smug look on her face.

It’s as if I’m showing off. I never thought that not only my master dotes on me, but the elders of the sect also like me!

"I heard that you got the Cage Spirit Grass some time ago?" He asked about the Cage Spirit Grass as soon as he came. This guy really didn't beat around the bush at all.

In this case, Yan Siqing didn't tolerate it anymore and simply sat down on the chair next to him.

"Well, isn't Elder Mo Ran in seclusion? He seems to be well-informed."

"In that case, take it out."

The elder extended his hand toward her as if it was a matter of course.

It's so funny. This guy wants to steal other people's things and actually waits for others to give them to him?

He really dares to think!

Seeing that she didn't reply for a long time, Yun Wan knew that the opportunity had come. In order to make Elder Mo Ran hate Yan Siqing even more, she deliberately said,

"Senior Sister Yan, Elder Mo is talking to you, how can you be so rude?"

Yan Siqing is not tolerant. Who cares what this perverted old man thinks of her?

An old man’s love can’t be used to make a living.

"You are polite. You just want to steal other people's things as soon as you come. I got the caged spirit grass after risking my life. You just open your mouth and take it. How dare you!"

"You, how can you say that to Elder Mo Ran! You are a disciple of the Bi Xiao Sect and have been favored by the Bi Xiao Sect since you were young. You should give what you have gained to the Bi Xiao Sect."

With a righteous look on his face, he wanted to discredit her as an ungrateful ingrate.

No? Where does she have the face?

"I'm not talking about Elder Mo Ran," Yan Siqing said, glancing at Yun Wan again, "I'm talking about the two of you. You're both pretty shameless. No wonder you can get together and sympathize with each other. It turns out you're both robbers who want to rob people of their treasures~"

"You, what did you say!"

Yun Wan was about to explode, but the black-bearded elder beside her raised his hand to stop her.

"Humph, you are worthy of being the chief disciple of my Bixiao Sect. You are indeed quite brave. However, I don't have time to appreciate your bravery. I advise you to take out the cage of spiritual herbs as soon as possible if you are sensible, so as not to ruin the friendship between me and your master."

The shameless seniors in the world of cultivation all have one thing in common, which is that they arrogantly think that the resistance of the younger generations is just to get them to look at them differently.

No, what if he is treated differently and can directly ascend to become an immortal?

He even brought up Feng Lianxiu to pressure her. Didn’t Yun Wan tell him what happened a few days ago?

What does their bullshit friendship have to do with her?

Yan Siqing held his forehead and shook his head, smiling bitterly, "You old thing, your cultivation is not high, but you are quite arrogant."

The voice that deliberately imitated the domineering president he had seen in the past, and the look of contempt that was three parts cold, three parts sarcastic, and four parts careless.

It was as if he wanted to piss someone off to death.

The black-bearded elder would never have thought in his life that he would be treated so weirdly by a junior.

He immediately flew into a rage and pounded the table beside him, "How dare you!"

"You are the one who is presumptuous!"

He pounded the table, and Yan Siqing also pounded the table, and with one palm he split the table in half.

His aura was so overwhelming that it overwhelmed the black-bearded elder.

“You are such an old and disrespectful person! If you like Yun Wan so much, why don’t you go pick the spiritual herbs for her yourself? Why are you showing off your power as an elder in front of the younger generation?

You open your mouth and ask for this priceless caged spirit grass. You are an elder of alchemy, but you really don't even have any dignity left!

You are almost three hundred years old and you are still only in the early stage of Yuanying. Only the Bixiao Sect can provide you with a quiet place. If you were somewhere else, you would have been used to make pills long ago!"

Of course, to be able to become an elder, one must have certain abilities, but Yan Siqing was deliberately belittling him in this way.

After all, this old guy said a lot of derogatory words to the original owner because he favored Yun Wan.

Now, I return it to him.

Mo Ran is three hundred years old, and this is the first time he has been scolded by someone. He was so angry that his face turned red.

He glared at Yan Siqing angrily.

"You, you, you! Even your master doesn't dare to speak to me like this, and you dare to act wild in front of me! I think you really don't want to live!"

As he spoke, the bearded man gathered his palm power and attacked Yan Siqing heavily.

Yun Wan, who was standing aside and watching the fight, lit up her eyes.

Her original intention was just to get the caged spirit grass in Yan Siqing's hand so that she could form a pill as soon as possible, so she asked Elder Mo Ran to force her.

But I didn't expect Yan Siqing to be so stubborn. He even dared to be so disrespectful to Elder Mo Ran for the sake of the cage of spiritual herbs.

Hahaha, being stubborn is good. It annoys Elder Mo Ran.

When Elder Mo Ran killed her with a palm strike, it could be considered as revenge for what happened that day!

Yan Siqing, you brought all of this upon yourself!

“Prepare to die, you bastard!” Elder Mo Ran shouted angrily and was about to hit Yan Siqing.

Yan Siqing did not dodge at all, but greeted the attack with a cold smile on his face, "Old man, you are really looking for death~"

“Heh, no one below the Nascent Soul stage has ever survived under my control. This is the price you pay for your arrogance! In your next life, be more low-key!”

"Is it?"

With a rhetorical question, before the two palms touched each other, the black-bearded elder felt a huge pressure.

His face changed immediately. What is this?

He wanted to stop, but it was too late as he faced this huge pressure head-on.

Yan Siqing also gathered strength with his other hand and attacked the old man's abdomen directly.

Mo Ran did not expect that Yan Siqing could still have the spare energy to accumulate such spiritual power in his other hand.

I was hit by a palm unexpectedly.

However, Yan Siqing's purpose seems to be more than that...

Feeling the surging waves in the central palace, Elder Mo Ran's overly serious face was finally filled with panic.

"No, you!"

"what!"

Without waiting for him to finish, Yan Siqing easily crushed his Nascent Soul through the air, and then slammed him out.

With a bang, the black-bearded elder fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, so pitiful.

"Elder Mo Ran!" Yun Wan screamed and hurried over to help him.

Elder Mo Ran coughed several times, still not recovering from the shock.

He, his Nascent Soul, his Nascent Soul?

He couldn't believe it and quickly adjusted his breathing, but he really couldn't feel the existence of Nascent Soul.

This Yan Siqing actually crushed his Nascent Soul, his Nascent Soul!

He, he actually lost! He was defeated by a young boy!

Then he looked back, wanting to see Yan Siqing who was also coughing up blood in pain.

But the other party was not injured. Instead, he looked at him with interest, "Old man, keep a low profile in your next life~"