SFS Chapter 1111: Patience
Chapter 1111: Patience
Boom!!!
Those powerful demons were already preparing to make their move.
They watched as those menacing figures hovered in mid-air, their demonic energy surging like dark clouds pressing down on the city.
The destructive pressure emanating from him was like a tangible mountain crushing down!
Qin Yuan, Big Beard, and the other two fellow disciples felt that even breathing had become extremely difficult!
The bones in his body seemed to be groaning under the strain!
The highest cultivation level among the four was only at the late Golden Immortal stage.
Faced with the encirclement formed by so many ferocious demonic cultivators, at least at the Golden Immortal level.
The magical artifact in his hand emitted a wailing "buzz" as it struggled under the strain.
The sword's light dimmed, and it teetered on the brink of collapse!
If they make a move, they will surely die.
There was absolutely no room for luck!
The chilling aura of death instantly gripped Qin Yuan's heart!
All anger and murderous intent seemed pale and powerless under the crushing force of this absolute power!
It's him!
All of this trouble stemmed from his greed for that small gain of 100,000 spirit stones!
He insisted on doing things his own way, wanting to save the money.
That's why my fellow disciples have been dragged into this desperate situation!
We must not let our junior sisters pay the price for our foolish mistakes!
His gaze swept over the face of the bearded senior brother beside him, which was contorted with anger.
He glanced at his two junior brothers, who were clenching their teeth.
His eyes were filled with fear, yet he still gripped his weapon tightly.
The final image focuses on the veiled junior sister behind them, who appears incredibly calm.
A sharp, stabbing pain instantly overwhelmed all of Qin Yuan's pride and resentment!
He must take responsibility!
Just as those demon experts were about to unleash a thunderous attack, their eyes flashed with ferocity, their demonic energy about to burst forth.
"etc!!!!"
A shout.
The shout, almost forced out, suddenly burst from deep within Qin Yuan's throat!
He took a sudden step forward and opened his arms.
You must weather all the storms alone!
"This is all my fault!"
His voice trembled violently from extreme humiliation and repression.
"I broke the rules; it has nothing to do with them!"
His eyes were bloodshot.
He stared intently at the guard who stood high above him, his face condescending and cruel.
"I...I'll kneel!"
"I will bear all the punishment myself!"
"Let...let them go!"
"A true man can bend and stretch!" a voice screamed wildly in his heart.
Trying to numb the excruciating sense of shame.
Just be patient! Just endure this moment!
Patience is key!
Hearing that Qin Yuan had finally given in.
The demon experts who were poised to attack paused slightly.
It wasn't out of pity, but because the cold, hard instructions hadn't yet arrived.
In this brief pause.
A demonic message, perceptible only to them, quietly descended.
"allow."
Just one word!
The surging demonic energy emanating from all the demon experts instantly subsided and dissipated like the receding tide.
The figure hovering in mid-air remained cold, but no longer exuded an aggressive aura.
They were like silent statues, only responsible for suppression, no longer taking action.
The guard's sinister grin was like a blooming poisonous flower.
It's even more glaring.
He crossed his arms and leisurely watched Qin Yuan, who looked like a trapped beast, below.
The voice trailed off, filled with the wicked pleasure of a cat toying with a mouse: "Oh? You've figured it out?"
"At least you have some self-awareness!"
"Then what are you waiting for?"
The guard abruptly stopped smiling, his voice as sharp as an ice pick!
"Your Majesty!"
"Kowtowing, a hundred times!!"
"Call me Grandpa, a hundred times!"
"Not even one less... it won't do!"
As for them..…
He glanced contemptuously at the bearded man and his companions, who looked both relieved and indignant.
"As long as you, a piece of trash, finish your business according to the rules, you can get out!"
"Junior brother! You mustn't!"
The bearded man's eyes widened in fury as he suddenly grabbed Qin Yuan's arm.
That immense force almost crushed Qin Yuan's bones!
"Can you trust what these demonic cultivators say? If you kneel, they'll only become more aggressive!"
"They won't let us go either. In the end, you'll suffer all the humiliation, but we'll all die the same way!"
His eyes blazed with fury as he roared, "I'd rather die standing up and fight them than kneel down!"
"Killing one is enough to make the profit, killing two is a bonus!"
Qin Yuan shook his head, but with unwavering determination, he broke free from the bearded man's iron grip.
His face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, and his lips were bitten until they bled.
He shook his head, his eyes empty and filled with despair.
Yet it carried an almost tragic resolve: "Senior brother, stop talking, I'm the one who caused this trouble."
"I can no longer selfishly put you in danger; fighting means certain death."
"I'll kneel, at least you still have a sliver of hope to leave alive."
As he said this, he seemed to have completely forgotten that his money-saving "cleverness" was the spark that ignited this disaster.
All that remains is a self-sacrificing, righteous indignation that elevates oneself to the highest moral level.
Under the scrutiny of countless eyes, some mocking, some gloating, and some simply watching the spectacle.
Qin Yuan moved forward step by step.
They walked up to the towering, god-like guard.
Every step felt like stepping on a red-hot iron, accompanied by the crisp sound of dignity shattering!
Damn it, this is really going too far.
焯！
He clenched his teeth so tightly that blood seeped from his gums, tasting of blood.
His body trembled violently from extreme humiliation and anger.
He stared intently into the guard's eyes, which were filled with mockery and cruelty.
It's as if they want to etch this face into the depths of their soul!
The humiliation of today will be avenged a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold!
Although he felt incredibly powerful and vowed revenge.
But there's still no way to change the current situation.
You must kneel down.
Under the guard's sinister gaze, Qin Yuan's body felt as if all his strength had been drained, or rather, as if he had been crushed!
"thump!"
A deep, resounding bang that sent chills down your spine!
Qin Yuan knelt down.
Dust rose slightly!
This kneeling is a mark of shame!
An immense pain instantly swept through my entire body!
But what hurts even more is the heart that is being slowly tortured by countless stares and laughter!
That's fucking disgraceful.
I want to die.
"one!"
The guard's cold voice rang out, tinged with a cruel laugh.
Qin Yuan's body trembled violently.
He bent down, his forehead slowly touching the dirty ground.
The laughter and mocking comments from all around instantly reached their peak!
"Hahahaha, he actually knelt down!"
"That's hilarious! We need to find out which faction they belong to, and see if they can cultivate such talent!"
“Look at him, he seems very unconvinced, his mouth is crooked.”
"Kowtowing, kowtow harder, call me grandpa! Have you forgotten? Hurry up!"
"Kid, we have plenty of time, let's watch it here today!"
Those mocking voices repeatedly tore at his last shred of dignity!
He kowtowed!
One!
Qin Yuan raised his head with difficulty.
He opened his mouth, his lips trembling violently.
Those two extremely humiliating words could not be uttered no matter what!
The guard's smile vanished, replaced by an incredibly cold expression.
He suddenly raised his foot!
With a gust of bloody wind, he mercilessly stomped on the back of Qin Yuan's head, which he had just raised!
"call!"
"Oh!"
Qin Yuan's head was slammed back onto the ground by this tremendous force!
His forehead slammed solidly into the hard gravel once again!
Blood instantly stained the dust red!
Jiang Yantian was still watching and did not stop him.
Normally, they wouldn't shout.
Even those born under the lucky star have a strong backbone.
They can bend their knees, but they won't actually shout.
Jiang Yantian didn't expect him to be able to shout.
The goal is to push him to a critical point.
Then I stepped in myself.
Wahaha.
benefactor!
We'll screw him over!