Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

The last glimmer of light in his eyes went out, leaving only boundless despair and desolation.

"Heh...heh..." Tian Guang let out a hoarse, unpleasant laugh, filled with self-mockery and relief. "Fate...fate..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, gathered all his remaining internal energy, and slammed his palm hard onto the top of his head!

Blood splattered. Tian Guang, the last chivalrous leader of the old-time peasant family, committed suicide in Four Seasons Town, falling beside the bodies of the six elders.

Qin Chuan slowly sheathed the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, the crisp sound of it being sheathed particularly jarring in the deathly silent square.

His gaze calmly swept over every silent peasant disciple in the room, finally settling on Tian Hu, whose face was deathly pale and who was trembling all over. It then swept over Zhu Jia, Situ Wanli, and others, whose expressions were complicated but whose heads were bowed respectfully, before finally settling on Tian Yan.

"A farming family cannot be without a leader for even a day." Qin Chuan's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying an unquestionable authority. "From this day forward, Tian Yan will serve as the leader of the farming family."

He paused, his gaze sharp as lightning, and scanned the entire room once more:

Who agrees?

"Who objects?"

The vast Four Seasons Town Square was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Even breathing seemed to have disappeared.

Tian Hu, who had the most fiery temper, looked at the corpses of Tian Guang and the six elders on the ground and felt Qin Chuan's gaze pressing down on him like a tangible force. The immense fear completely overwhelmed all his anger and resentment.

His knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily to the ground with a thud, burying his head deep in his hands, his voice trembling uncontrollably:

"Tian Hu of the Chi You Hall... pays respects to... Tian Yan, the Heroic Leader! All members of the Chi You Hall... obey the Heroic Leader's orders!"

Tian Hu's kneeling was like toppling the last domino.

Zhu Jia, Situ Wanli, Tian Mi, Tian Zhong and others, along with all the elite disciples of the peasant family behind them, knelt down in unison, like wheat fields swaying in the wind!

"We pay our respects to Chief Hero Tian Yan! We are willing to serve Chief Hero and be loyal to the Empire!"

The sound waves converged and resounded through the sky.

Tian Yan took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, stepped forward, and gracefully bowed to Qin Chuan, her posture elegant and solemn.

"Tian Yan, I have received the Emperor's command! I will not fail in my duty, and will lead the farmers to serve the Empire and bring happiness to all people!"

Qin Chuan nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on the distance.

The four most core schools of thought—Mohism, Taoism, Confucianism, and Agriculture—have been established.

There's no need for him to visit all the other schools of thought.

Chapter 78 The Trip to Mount Shu, Princess Xiao Yu

With the farmers' surrender, the dust settled. Qin Chuan did not return to Xianyang as Xiaomeng had hoped. Instead, he changed direction and took her straight southwest to the Shu region.

The carriage traveled along the treacherous Shu Road, with verdant mountains on both sides, shrouded in mist.

Xiaomeng nestled beside Qin Chuan, her cool and aloof expression revealing a rare sense of ease and contentment.

This journey is devoid of the Mohist disputes, the Confucian debates, the peasant intrigues, and the gentle yet shrewd Tian Yan.

It was just her and him, as if only the two of them remained in the world. She didn't even bother to ask Qin Chuan why he wanted to go to Shu.

Wherever I go, as long as he's by my side, that's enough.

“Brother, the clouds and mist in Sichuan seem to be more ethereal than elsewhere.”

Xiaomeng gazed at the surging sea of ​​clouds outside the window, her voice tinged with a hint of languor.

Qin Chuan closed his eyes to rest, a slight smile playing on his lips: "The Shu region is full of wonders, and there's a reason for that."

Several days later, the carriage ventured deeper into the heart of Sichuan. The surrounding mountains became increasingly strange and precipitous, with ancient trees reaching for the sky and vines twisting and turning, exuding a primitive and mysterious aura.

There seemed to be a faint, strange fragrance in the air.

Suddenly, the horses pulling the carriage let out an uneasy neigh and hesitated to move forward.

Qin Chuan and Xiao Meng opened their eyes at the same time.

A figure blocked the way on the narrow mountain path ahead.

She was a Miao girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

She wore a colorful short skirt embroidered with strange patterns, revealing her healthy wheat-colored skin and slender, strong limbs.

Her long, black hair was adorned with silver ornaments, which swayed gently in the mountain breeze.

Most notably, she wasn't walking, but riding on the back of a huge black panther with glossy, jet-black fur!

The black panther had piercing eyes and slightly protruding fangs, exuding a wild and ferocious aura, yet it was unusually docile towards the girl on its back.

The girl held a simple, antique-looking flute in her hand, her pretty face showing both wariness and a hint of wild pride.

Her clear voice echoed through the valley, carrying a unique exotic accent:

"Outsiders are not welcome in the Shu Mountain region! You must leave immediately!"

Xiaomeng frowned slightly, her cool gaze sweeping over the imposing black panther before finally settling on the girl.

This way of blocking the road is quite unique.

Qin Chuan pushed open the car door and slowly stepped out.

Today he was dressed in a simple black long robe, his posture upright and his demeanor as serene as a mountain.

"Ying Chuan has come to pay a visit to the elders of Mount Shu."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly pierced through the mountain wind, carrying an undeniable authority.

"Ying Chuan?!"

The girl was clearly startled; her big, dark eyes widened instantly as she looked Qin Chuan up and down with curiosity and a hint of disbelief.

The emperor she imagined was a terrifying being with three heads and six arms, and a majestic appearance.

Although the man in front of her had an imposing presence, he was handsome and had a calm demeanor. He looked to be just a dashing young man who wasn't much older than her!

She was naturally unaware that Qin Chuan's cultivation technique was profound, and his appearance, both inside and out, had long been fixed at the prime of his early twenties.

The girl's gaze lingered on Qin Chuan's face for a moment, and for some reason, her cheeks felt slightly hot.

A cold snort rang out, and Xiaomeng got out of the car and stood beside Qin Chuan. Dressed in white, she exuded an otherworldly aura, instantly overshadowing the girl's wild charm.

Her clear gaze swept over the girl's slightly flushed cheeks, carrying a hint of obvious displeasure. "Now that you know His Majesty's identity, why don't you go and inform him? Don't block his way."

The girl was stung by Xiaomeng's icy gaze and instantly snapped back to reality. The blush on her face quickly faded, replaced by annoyance at being slighted.

She wrinkled her small nose at Qin Chuan and Xiao Meng, snorted, and without saying another word, patted the black panther beneath her:

"Little Black, let's go!"

The black panther let out a low growl, turned nimbly, and carried the girl like a black lightning bolt, disappearing into the rugged mountain forest in a few leaps, its speed astonishing.

Not long after, at the end of the mountain path, amidst swirling clouds and mist, a group of figures quickly appeared.

The leader was an elderly man with white hair and beard, wearing a wide, dark purple robe embroidered with intricate star and moon patterns. He held a wooden staff with a strange crystal inlaid at the top. He was none other than the Grand Elder of Mount Shu.

Behind him were several elders dressed in the same ancient style, exuding a solemn aura, as well as some elite disciples of Mount Shu dressed in Miao costumes, looking vigilant.

The girl from before also rode a black panther alongside the elders, curiously and secretly observing Qin Chuan.

"The Grand Elder of Shushan, leading all of Shushan, respectfully welcomes Your Majesty's arrival!"

The elder bowed respectfully to Qin Chuan, but deep within his cloudy old eyes lay a profound worry and vigilance.

The Emperor himself has come; this is no ordinary visit!

In particular, Qin Chuan's reputation for slaying the six elders of the Farmer's Clan with a single strike had already spread like thunder throughout the hidden forces of the world, and Mount Shu was no exception.

"Elder, there's no need for such formalities."

Qin Chuan nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the Shu Mountain group before finally settling on the Grand Elder, and he cut to the chase:

"I have long heard that Mount Shu is a fairyland beyond the world, and there is a divine Fusang tree that can communicate with the heavens and the earth. I have longed to go there. One reason for my visit is to see this wonder of heaven and earth."

The Grand Elder's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "Just as I thought!"

The Fusang Divine Tree is the lifeblood of Mount Shu, and also the target of countless forces.

He forced a smile, trying to maintain his composure: "Your Majesty's favor is truly an honor for the Divine Tree. However... the Divine Tree is a sacred object of our Shu Mountain, of paramount importance, and cannot be..."

"Rest assured, Elder." Qin Chuan interrupted his prevarication, his tone calm yet carrying an invisible pressure. "I am merely observing. The Empire is not a bandit."

The elder felt a chill run down his spine under Qin Chuan's all-knowing gaze, and swallowed back the words "No entry without invitation."

Faced with this decisive and ruthless emperor, any refusal would seem futile and might even lead to annihilation.

He had no choice but to respectfully step aside and lead the way: "Your Majesty, please follow this old man."

Under the tense gazes of everyone from Shushan, Qin Chuan and Xiao Meng followed the Grand Elder deep into the core forbidden area of ​​Shushan.

After passing through layers of ancient barriers and paths covered with strange vines, a bright and open view suddenly appeared before us.

In the center of an open space surrounded by a huge bronze altar, a colossal tree, whose grandeur and mystique are beyond description, rises from the ground!

The tree trunk has a warm, jade-like bronze color, yet it contains a vibrant vitality.

The branches and leaves are not ordinary plants, but are woven from pure golden light, shimmering and radiating a warm and sacred glow.

The tree canopy was enormous, as if it had stretched out the entire sky, with mysterious runes flowing among the branches and leaves, and it seemed as if countless stars were being born and dying within it.

An ancient, vast, and pure aura of life and space washes over you, inspiring awe.

It is the treasure of Mount Shu, the Fusang Divine Tree!

Qin Chuan stood with his hands behind his back under the tree, gazing up at this wonder of nature, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

Xiaomeng's cool eyes also reflected the radiance of the divine tree, revealing a look of surprise.

Qin Chuan indeed only observed quietly for a moment, without overstepping any boundaries, and didn't even approach the altar area. This secretly relieved the Grand Elder, who had been on tenterhooks, but his doubts deepened.

Once outside the area of ​​the divine tree, the Grand Elder tentatively spoke, "Your Majesty possesses extraordinary bearing, which I greatly admire. May I ask what brings Your Majesty here..."

Qin Chuan stopped in his tracks, his gaze calm as he looked at the Grand Elder, his voice carrying an overwhelming majesty:

"Wherever the sun and moon shine, wherever rivers flow, all is Qin territory. Although Mount Shu remains secluded, it is still within the empire's borders. The second reason I've come here is to ask Mount Shu: are you truly willing to submit to the empire?"

What was bound to happen has finally happened!

The elder felt a pang of anxiety, knowing that this was the real test.

His mind raced. Although Mount Shu possessed secret techniques and extraordinary skills, against Qin Chuan, who could kill the six elders of the Farmer Clan with a single strike and the imperial cavalry behind him, resistance would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.