Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

A few days later, Qin Chuan, representing the Empire, accompanied by Xiao Meng, the leader of the Taoist Tianzong sect, officially visited Siji Town, the core and important town of the Farmers.

The news had already spread far and wide, and the entire farmhouse was on high alert, with the atmosphere extremely tense.

In the huge martial arts arena in the center of Four Seasons Town, a large, dark mass of people, led by Tian Guang, the leader of the Farmer's Clan, along with the six hall masters and numerous elite disciples of the Farmer's Clan, stood solemnly to welcome the emperor of the empire, who held immense power and could decide the fate of the Farmer's Clan with a mere flick of his wrist.

Tian Guang had a resolute face, but deep in his eyes lay a profound worry and weariness.

He stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and said in a loud voice with a hint of aloofness: "Tian Guang, the leader of the Farmer's Clan, along with his entire family, respectfully welcomes Your Majesty to Four Seasons Town."

Qin Chuan, dressed in a black casual suit, stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an aura of profound composure and unyielding strength. Beside him, Xiao Meng, dressed in white, was as pure and aloof as the moon.

His gaze calmly swept across the entire room, finally settling on Tian Guang, and he cut to the chase:

"Tian Xiaokui, my purpose in coming here is very clear. The Empire wishes to unite the strength of all schools of thought to govern the world together and share peace. The Agricultural School's philosophy of 'the earth nourishes all things, and Shennong is immortal' is the foundation of the Empire. Today, on behalf of the Empire, I sincerely invite the Agricultural School to submit and join us in this great undertaking."

Tian Guang's heart sank; the moment he least wanted to face had finally arrived.

He took a deep breath, straightened his back, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty's kindness is appreciated by the farmers. However, the farmers have always adhered to the teachings of Shennong, upholding justice and helping farmers. We are just ordinary folks, and we are not worthy of being in the grand halls of power. We dare not presume to claim co-rule with the empire. The farmers only wish to live in peace in a corner of the land and protect the people. We hope Your Majesty will understand."

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan showed no anger, but instead revealed a playful smile:

"Oh? So the meaning of 'Chivalrous Leader' is the same as that of 'Farmer's School'? I've heard that the Farmer's School takes 'chivalry' as its spirit, acts with integrity and uprightness, and despises arbitrariness. I suppose the Chivalrous Leader wouldn't want to be a one-man show, would he? Perhaps we should ask the opinions of the other hall masters?"

Tian Guang felt a chill run down his spine, sensing something was amiss, but Qin Chuan, citing "chivalrous spirit" and "not one-man rule," made it impossible for him to refuse.

He forced himself to remain calm and looked around at the six hall masters: "Since that's the case... Hall masters, with His Majesty here, please speak frankly about your thoughts."

Before he finished speaking, Tian Yan, who was seated in Lieshan Hall, had already stood up.

"Your Majesty is absolutely right. In recent years, the Empire has reduced taxes and levies, developed water conservancy projects, promoted agricultural tools, and encouraged land reclamation. This is precisely the time when our farming tradition of 'encouraging farming and sericulture to ensure sufficient food and clothing' is flourishing!"

Today, she was dressed in an elegant and dignified dress, her demeanor composed, and her gentle yet clear voice resonated throughout the room.

"Disciples of the peasant family are born of the soil and raised in the fields. They should follow the trend of the times, do their part to consolidate the foundation of the empire and seek the well-being of all people. Tian Yan believes that it is the right time to submit to the empire!"

As soon as Tian Yan finished speaking, Tian Zhong, the head of the Gonggong Hall, immediately echoed:

“Miss Tian Yan is absolutely right! Under the Empire’s rule, the people are gradually finding peace, which is the perfect opportunity for our Farmer’s Clan to make great strides! Gonggong Hall is willing to follow Miss Tian Yan and serve the Empire!”

Situ Wanli, the head of the Four Mountains Hall, stroked his beard with a beaming smile:

"Hehe, Situ is a businessman, but he also understands the general trend. With smooth trade routes in the empire, all industries will prosper, farmers will submit, and it will benefit the country, the people, and oneself. Why not do it? Qianlong Hall has no objections!"

Tian Mi, the head of the Kuiwei Hall, let out a charming laugh as her eyes sparkled.

"Oh dear, even Hall Master Situ has said so, so naturally Tian Mi, a weak woman, agrees. Following the Empire is better than wandering the martial world."

In an instant, the four halls of Lieshan, Gonggong, Qianlong, and Kuiwei clearly expressed their support for submission!

The pressure instantly fell on the Zhu family of Shennong Hall and Tian Hu, the representative of Chiyou Hall.

Beneath the ever-changing mask of the Zhu family, their eyes flickered uncertainly, clearly revealing an inner struggle.

Just then, Dian Qing, the burly, towering leader of the Armored Sect, stepped forward from the Shennong Hall seats, his voice booming like a bell:

"Master Zhu! Fellow farmers! I, Dianqing, am a rough man and don't understand all the intricacies! I only know that under the rule of the empire, the war has ended, the exorbitant taxes have decreased, and the government is even helping to repair irrigation canals and distribute grain seeds!"

"We, the disciples of the Farmer's School, simply want the people who farm with us to have enough to eat and wear. Now, only the Empire can bring peace to this land! It can allow us to farm in peace and let the people live a good life! We, the brothers of the Shennong Hall, are willing to submit to the Empire!"

Dianqing's words were simple and unadorned, yet they directly addressed the foundation of farming and the livelihood of the people!

He represents the voice of the lower-level disciples of Shennong Hall, and even more so, the demands of millions of ordinary farmers who depend on farming families for survival!

The expression on Zhu Jia's mask finally settled on a sincere one. He sighed deeply and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Qin Chuan and Tian Guang respectively.

“What Brother Dianqing said comes from the bottom of his heart. The Zhu family also believes that submitting to the Empire is in accordance with the opportune time, the right place, and the right people. Shennong Hall is willing to follow in its footsteps.”

At this point, all six branches of the Farmer's Clan—Lieshan, Kuiwei, Gonggong, Qianlong, and Shennong—had fallen to Qin Chuan!

Only Tian Hu from Chiyou Hall remained, standing beside Tian Guang with a livid face, appearing weak and alone.

Tian Guang felt a chill run through him as he looked at the scene before him!

He finally understood how malicious Qin Chuan's words, "Ask other people for their opinions," were!

His farmhouse, which he had painstakingly managed for many years, had unknowingly been largely infiltrated and controlled by Qin Chuan!

His position as the leader of the chivalrous sect has long been effectively usurped!

Qin Chuan's gaze pierced Tian Guang's pale face like a sharp sword: "Tian Xiaokui, public opinion is overwhelming, and the trend is inevitable. What else do you have to say?"

Tian Guang's lips moved, as if he was about to make a final struggle.

Qin Chuan gave him no further chances, his voice suddenly turning cold, like shattering ice:

"Or is it that you, the leader of the Farmer's Clan, still can't let go of the old story of secretly colluding with Ji Dan, the deposed crown prince of Yan, to plot against Qin? If you continue to sit in the position of leader, I'm afraid the entire Farmer's Clan will be buried with your 'loyalty'!"

"what?!"

These words were like a thunderclap!

The peasant disciples present, unaware of the truth, were in an uproar! The leader of the chivalrous sects had secretly colluded with anti-Qin forces?!

Tian Guang felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer; his body swayed violently, and his face instantly turned ashen.

Qin Chuan even knew such a top-secret matter; he had no more trump cards left.

He was instantly overwhelmed by immense despair and fear.

He gave a bitter smile, bowed deeply to Qin Chuan, and his voice was hoarse:

"Your Majesty... is discerning to the smallest detail. Tian Guang... has failed the farmers! Today, I resign from my position as the leader of the chivalrous sect!"

After saying that, he seemed to age ten years in an instant and staggered backward.

Tian Hu's eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to step forward to help him up.

Just as Tian Guang resigned and everyone was shaken, the ancient and powerful aura of the Six Paths suddenly descended!

Six old men dressed in simple brown and yellow cloth, wearing strange masks with nine-star pearl grass patterns on their faces, appeared in the scene like ghosts and subtly surrounded Qin Chuan.

It is precisely because of the hidden strength of the farming family that the six elders are: the Master of History, the Master of War, the Disciple of Yu, the Master of Strings, the King of Medicine, and the God of Grain!

"We farmers will never be coerced!"

The elder at the head, wearing a "History Master" mask, had a hoarse voice, yet it contained an undeniable air of authority.

Qin Chuan looked at the six elders whose auras were intertwined, seemingly merging with the earth, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"Coercion? I haven't even started, and you've already jumped in. It seems you haven't seen what real coercion is."

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying aura, vast as an abyss and dominating the world, suddenly erupted from Qin Chuan!

It was like an invisible, ancient divine mountain crashing down!

The air in the entire Four Seasons Town seemed to have frozen!

The weaker farm disciples were instantly forced to the ground, struggling to breathe.

Even the six elders were shaken by this aura, and their expressions under their masks changed drastically!

The six elders shouted in unison, their auras instantly merging. They took mysterious steps, and a powerful, all-encompassing array force rose up, seemingly connecting the cycle of the four seasons and the birth and death of the earth!

It is the Farmhouse Town Formation – Earthly Twenty-Four!

"Hmph!" Elder Bingzhu sneered, "Although Your Majesty is strong, the six of us are of one mind and have set up this formation with six layers of changes and rotations. Even Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi, perished in it back then! Your Majesty, do not make a mistake!"

"Lord Wu'an?"

A cold glint flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes, his tone carrying a hint of disdainful mockery:

"Don't try to glorify yourselves by using the name of Lord Wu'an! If Lord Wu'an hadn't been so disheartened back then, willing to die to uphold the loyalty between ruler and subject, would you have dared to harm him in the slightest with your paltry tricks? You're nothing but cowardly rats who got lucky!"

The six elders, their secret exposed, were enraged and pushed the power of the formation to its limit, causing the power of the four seasons to cycle through spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

Furthermore, the phenomena of "day" and "night" appeared, and the six changes overlapped, transforming into a destructive torrent capable of annihilating any top expert in the world, surging towards Qin Chuan!

The ground of the entire training ground cracked, and the vegetation instantly withered and flourished!

Faced with this strongest attack from the peasant school, powerful enough to make even the heroes of the world tremble, Qin Chuan's eyes remained completely unmoved.

He simply rested his right hand casually on the ancient and heavy Great Xia Dragon Sparrow sword at his waist.

"Zheng—!"

A clear, resonant, and long sword cry, seemingly coming from beyond the heavens, echoed through the sky!

There was no earth-shattering build-up, no fancy or complicated moves.

With a mere flick of his wrist, Qin Chuan unleashed a dazzling and domineering blade of light, as if primordial light were tearing through the chaos, and suddenly shone forth!

This blade of light seemed to contain the will to create the world!

Ignoring the cycle of the four seasons, ignoring the alternation of day and night, ignoring the layers of six changes!

It simply and irresistibly pierced the core of the seemingly perfect Twenty-Four Earthly Array!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Six soft sounds, like tearing silk.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The surging torrent of formations dissipated silently, like bubbles crashing against rocks.

The six elders, wearing the Nine-Star Pearl Grass Mask, stood frozen in place, maintaining their posture as they activated the formation.

The next moment, six lines of blood shot out simultaneously from their vital points such as their brows, throats, and hearts!

The boundless vitality they were so proud of, the connection they shared with the earth, seemed to have been drained away in an instant!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Six aged bodies collapsed to the ground almost simultaneously, lifeless.

The nine-star pearl grass mask, symbolizing the supreme authority of the peasant family, was stained with glaring blood and rolled into the dust.

The renowned "Earthly Marsh Twenty-Four" formation of the Farmer's Sect, which once trapped and killed Lord Wu'an Bai Qi, along with the six elders who presided over the formation, were all wiped out by Qin Chuan with a single strike!

Absolute silence enveloped the entire Four Seasons Town!

Everyone was completely stunned by this earth-shattering, unimaginable strike!

Fear, like a cold, venomous snake, coils around everyone's heart.

Having just resigned from his position as leader of the chivalrous clan, Tian Guang witnessed firsthand how the last vestige of the peasant family's strength, his greatest reliance, was so easily erased, shattering all his hopes.