Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Qin Chuan's gaze fell on Xiao Ling, his voice calm yet carrying a penetrating power:

"Xiao Ling, a disciple of the Taoist Tianzong sect, infiltrated the Yin-Yang school for five years, all in search of her lost younger sister, Xiao Yi. Her dedication is truly touching."

Xiao Ling trembled violently and looked up at Qin Chuan with disbelief and immense fear in her eyes.

When his gaze met Qin Chuan's deep eyes, a long-buried, terrifying memory instantly flooded his mind.

The peerless expert who easily defeated his grandmaster Beimingzi with "Soul Soaring Dragon" in front of the Tianzong sect's mountain gate back then, and sent the young Xiaomeng into the Tianzong sect! is the person right before my eyes!

"It's...it's you!"

Xiao Ling's voice trembled as she knelt down with a thud, grasping at the last straw in despair: "Your Majesty! I beg Your Majesty to have mercy! For... for the sake of Aunt Xiaomeng! This disciple only asks... only asks to see my sister one last time before I die! I beg Your Majesty to grant my request!"

He kowtowed repeatedly, his forehead hitting the gold bricks with a dull thud.

"Xiaomeng? Hunxi Longyou? Defeated Beimingzi?!"

These words resounded like thunder in Rashomon.

The Moon Goddess, Star Soul, Grand Master of Fate, and Lord of the Clouds were all horrified!

Defeat Bei Mingzi, the former leader of the Taoist Tianzong sect?

That's some terrifying power!

This means that the ruler before us has attained a level of mastery in Yin-Yang arts that is comparable to or even surpasses that of Donghuang Taiyi!

Awe swept over everyone except Yan Fei, and their gazes toward Qin Chuan were filled with even deeper fear and submission.

Qin Chuan ignored the shock of the crowd and turned his gaze to the silent girl in green: "The sister you want to see is right here."

Xiao Ling was struck dumb, and looked up at Xiao Yi with a start, instantly understanding!

That veiled girl with vacant eyes was the sister he had been searching for!

He was overwhelmed by a mix of intense emotions, but reason told him that revealing his sister's identity would only lead to her death as well! For his sister's sake...

A resolute glint flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes. He suddenly stood up, pointed at Xiao Yi, and roared in the most vicious tone, "Witch! Lackey of the Yin Yang School! Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"

Before he finished speaking, he formed a hand seal, and the Taoist ultimate technique "Ten Thousand Rivers Autumn Water" transformed into a sharp water blade, rushing straight towards Xiao Yi!

He wanted to force Xiao Yi to make a move through his attacks, and even... provoke her into killing him!

Only in this way can my sister completely sever ties with me and perhaps survive in the Yin-Yang School!

Faced with this sudden attack, Xiao Yi's empty eyes finally showed a flicker of emotion—it was instinct.

Almost instinctively, she raised her hand, and a bright green light suddenly shone. Countless leaves appeared out of thin air, swirling and dancing to form a solid barrier. It was the Yin-Yang School's Wood Department's ultimate technique, "Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flower Flow"!

However, just as the Thousand Leaves Flying Flowers Flow was about to collide with the Thousand Rivers Autumn Water, Xiao Ling's eyes flashed with relief and the deepest care. He actually took the initiative to dissipate all his power, opened his arms, smiled, and calmly faced the emerald storm that was enough to tear him apart!

"Do not--!"

Although Xiao Yi's memories were sealed, the throbbing deep within her bloodline made her let out a silent cry. She wanted to forcibly take back her power, but it was too late!

At this critical moment!

Qin Chuan's figure seemed to have never moved, but he simply raised his hand.

An invisible and intangible yet boundless power instantly enveloped the entire Rashomon!

Time, space, color... everything seemed to be stripped away and frozen in an instant!

The supreme and ultimate skill of the Taoist Heavenly Sect, which makes heaven and earth lose their color!

The raging torrent of ten thousand petals was extinguished silently before this absolute power, like a spark thrown into the ocean, without even a ripple.

Xiao Ling stood unharmed, a smile of resignation and shock still lingering on her face.

Qin Chuan withdrew his hand, and the colors of Luo Shengtang instantly returned to normal.

His gaze, sharp as a torch, swept over the utterly shocked members of the Yin-Yang School. His voice, booming like a great bell, echoed through the silent hall:

"The Yin-Yang School and the Taoist School share the same roots and origins, both stemming from the exploration of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth. However, over the past five hundred years, the Yin-Yang School has gradually strayed from its original path, taking extreme measures, even pursuing power at the cost of fratricide and the loss of humanity! They have forgotten the fundamental principles of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, their mutual generation and interdependence, and their endless cycles!"

His gaze fell on the still bewildered Xiao Yi, and his tone became gentle yet undeniable:

"The Lesser Master of Fate has returned to his position; why should there be sacrifice? Understanding the true meaning of 'wood generates water,' and using water to nourish wood, ensuring endless life, is the right path!"

After speaking, Qin Chuan raised his hand again.

This time, it's not a Taoist secret technique, but a supreme technique of the Yin-Yang School's Water Department!

The abundant water vapor gathered in his palm, transforming into nine agile and gentle water dragons, emitting clear and melodious dragon roars. This was the Nine Waters Wind Rising, the top secret technique of the Water Department!

However, these nine water dragons were not attacking the enemy, but rather gently encircling Xiao Yi with abundant vitality and a gentle power that nourishes all things.

The water dragon transformed into drops of sweet rain, silently merging into Xiao Yi's body and the emerald green light.

Xiao Yi let out a soft groan, not of pain, but of a long-awaited relief, like rain after a drought.

The emerald green light emanating from her body suddenly surged, becoming several times purer and more vibrant and powerful than before!

Countless more solid and vibrant leaves danced and swirled around her, each one seemingly containing the rhythm of life.

Her aura surged, instantly reaching the level expected of an elder of the Yin-Yang Clan!

Even more astonishingly, at the same time Qin Chuan unleashed the Nine Waters Wind, a subtle yet incredibly precise golden stream of light, like the most skillful key, instantly shattered the memory seal that the Moon Goddess had placed deep within Xiao Yi's soul!

"Om-!"

Countless fragmented memories flooded into Xiaoyi's mind like a burst dam.

The hazy warmth of childhood, the brother's kind smile, the fear and helplessness at the time of separation, the cold numbness of being used as a tool in the Yin-Yang School for five years... everything suddenly became clear!

Beneath the veil, Xiao Yi's tears flowed freely. She looked up abruptly, her eyes no longer empty, but filled with unbelievable excitement, pain, and immense joy at having regained what she had lost.

She spoke for the first time, a voice hoarse from the long silence, yet possessing a power that pierced the heart:

"Brother...Brother!"

Xiao Ling was struck dumb, the overwhelming joy almost making him lose his balance. He staggered forward:

"Xiao Yi! My little sister!"

The brother and sister embraced tightly and wept uncontrollably, all their grievances, longing, and despair turning into scalding tears at that moment.

Beneath the Luo Sheng Hall, only the bittersweet cries of the brother and sister, who had survived the ordeal and finally recognized each other, and Qin Chuan's imposing figure, seemingly capable of stabilizing the world, remained.

The Moon Goddess's face turned deathly pale. All her meticulously planned schemes had been utterly shattered, appearing so laughable and pathetic in the face of absolute power and ideology.

A complex light flickered in Xinghun's eyes, a mixture of awe and contemplation.

Yanfei looked at her husband, her eyes filled with pride and tenderness.

The Grand Master of Fate and the Lord of the Clouds lowered their heads, their hearts churning with turmoil. They felt an unprecedented shock and indescribable awe at the Lord's methods and philosophies.

Qin Chuan looked at the embracing siblings, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority that resounded throughout Luo Sheng Hall:

"Young Master of Fate, return to your position."

Chapter 63 Duanmu Rong arrives, Xiongnu invade the border

Xianyang City, Qin Chuan Mansion.

As soon as I stepped into my familiar home, a sly fragrance wafted over me.

Chi Lian, dressed entirely in fiery red, resembled a nimble, beautiful snake. She coiled around Qin Chuan's arm, winking mysteriously.

"My lord~ guess what? A rare guest has come to our manor today, a truly stunning beauty!"

Qin Chuan saw the mischievous glint and a hint of barely perceptible jealousy in Chi Lian's eyes, understood perfectly, but pretended not to notice:

"A great beauty? Let me think... Could it be a new young lady from a prominent family who has arrived in Xianyang?"

Chi Lian raised her chin triumphantly, her red lips slightly upturned.

"Then... could it be an old friend from Han?"

Qin Chuan continued to guess.

"That's not right either!"

Chi Lian became even more smug, as if she were holding some great secret.

Qin Chuan looked at Chi Lian's smug "you'd never guess" expression, a smile flashing in his eyes. He stopped teasing her and directly pointed out the truth:

"Who else could be the stunning beauty that my Lady Chilian would mention so specifically, with a hint of sourness in her voice... besides the aloof and ethereal, divinely skilled physician, Miss Duanmu Rong of Mirror Lake?"

Chi Lian's smug expression froze instantly, turning into a hint of embarrassment at being exposed:

"Hmph! You guessed it right away! Husband, you... you must have been thinking about her for many years, right?"

Qin Chuan smiled frankly and reached out to pinch Chi Lian's puffed-up cheeks: "I may be interested, but I'm not interested in her beauty."

His tone became serious:

“Back then, I made a promise with Miss Duanmu that once she had mastered her medical skills, we would work together to establish a medical system that would benefit all people in the Qin Dynasty. This is a major event that benefits the country and its people, and it concerns the lives of countless ordinary people. Naturally, I always keep it in mind.”

Upon hearing this, Chi Lian's jealousy was instantly replaced by pride and admiration.

Her husband had the world and all living beings in his heart!

This vision and ambition won her over.

"So that's how it is... Husband, Chi Lian is being stingy."

At this moment, Yan Fei, who had been quietly observing, smiled knowingly, her voice gentle yet cutting to the heart of the matter:

"It's true that my husband is interested in Miss Duanmu's medical skills, but as for Miss Duanmu herself... I'm afraid he's also 'interested' in her."

Qin Chuan, having been exposed by Yan Fei, laughed heartily, neither admitting nor denying, cleverly changing the subject:

"Alright, alright, stop joking. Since such a distinguished guest has arrived, how can I, as the host, neglect her? I'll go see Miss Duanmu."

After saying that, he walked towards the courtyard where the Snow Woman lived.

Duanmu Rong and Xue Nu were close friends, so they were naturally arranged to live together.

In the serene courtyard, the fragrance of herbs and orchids mingled.

Duanmu Rong was still dressed in a simple blue and white dress, with a cool and aloof temperament, like a lotus in a snow mountain.

Upon seeing Qin Chuan, she rose and gave a slight bow: "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Miss Duanmu, there's no need for such formalities," Qin Chuan said with a gentle smile. "After so many years apart, your medical skills must have reached a state of perfection."