Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

She no longer insisted on suppressing Yanfei, but chose to face up to this blood-related relationship and their shared choice.

Yan Fei was slightly taken aback. Looking at the rare frankness and goodwill in the Moon Goddess's eyes, she was filled with mixed feelings.

She remained silent for a moment, then smiled, revealing the graceful demeanor befitting a prince.

She stepped forward and gently helped the Moon Goddess up, her voice warm and tolerant: "Sister, there's no need for such formality. All that happened in the past was due to your obsession. Now that you understand, that you can let go, and that you can call me 'elder sister,' that's wonderful."

Her gaze swept over the Grand Master of Fate and the Lesser Master of Fate behind the Moon Goddess, and her smile became even warmer: "Since you're here, let's all come together. It's always better for this family to be a little more lively."

A glint of tears seemed to flash in the Moon Goddess's eyes, which then hardened into determination. She nodded firmly and said, "Yes!"

At this moment, Shao Siming lowered her head, her purple veil trembling slightly, her voice barely audible, tinged with obvious shyness, yet she couldn't help but steal glances at Qin Chuan's reaction:

"I...I'm just following the Moon Goddess's orders..."

Even so, the glances she secretly cast at Qin Chuan betrayed the secret in the girl's heart.

Upon hearing this, the High Priestess giggled. She swayed her graceful waist and walked confidently to the front, her dangerously alluring eyes staring directly at Qin Chuan without hesitation, her red lips curving into a seductive smile.

"Young Master Siming is shy? Not me. Such a lively scene, such an interesting world, and most importantly—"

She drew out her words, her gaze sweeping over Qin Chuan with undisguised admiration and possessiveness. "The most outstanding man in the world is going to another world with his 'treasures,' and I, the Great Fate Master, can't bear to miss out! Naturally, I'll follow him and hold on tight!"

Her frankness and boldness prompted Chi Lian to whistle.

Looking at the three beauties from the Yin-Yang School who arrived last, especially the Moon Goddess's sincere "sister" and Yan Fei's generous acceptance, Qin Chuan's last bit of resentment about their relationship vanished.

He laughed loudly: "Hahaha, good! Not one can be missing! The High Priest is right, they are all my 'treasures,' so naturally I must take them all with me! Everyone's here, let's go!"

Amid Qin Chuan's hearty laughter, the women's coquettish or playful responses, Xiao Meng and Tian Yan's tacit understanding as they exchanged smiles, Xiao Yu and Xiao Li's shy anticipation, the Moon Goddess and Yan Fei's relieved standing side by side, Da Si Ming's flamboyance, Shao Si Ming's furtive glances, and the little Pi Xiu's curious "woo-mi" sounds.

This group of women, who represent the brightest stars in the world of Qin's Moon, followed the man they had chosen together, and filled with curiosity about the unknown world and anticipation of reunion, filed into the interdimensional passage that flowed with starlight.

The light gate rippled like water, gently engulfing their figures.

As the last piece of clothing disappeared into the portal, the enormous starlight portal flickered a few times, slowly closed, and finally transformed into specks of starlight, dissipating in the courtyard as if it had never existed.

Only a few petals remained in the courtyard, a testament to the grand farewell and journey that had just taken place across the world.

The chapter of Qin's Moon has come to a temporary end.

Chapter 1 The World of Fox Demons: Condensing Magic Power

Just before his consciousness plunged into darkness, Qin Chuan's fingertips seemed to still retain the warmth of his interactions with many beautiful women.

When he opened his eyes again, the stench of rust mixed with animal dung assaulted his nostrils, causing him to instinctively turn his head away.

His arms were tightly bound, and when he looked down, he saw yellow paper talismans pasted on his wrists. The cinnabar lines shimmered with a dark red glow, like two venomous snakes greedily sucking up some kind of frenzied power within him.

He was trapped in a three-foot square iron cage, the walls of which were badly rusted, and the raised iron plates could be felt with the slightest pressure of his fingertips.

There was an iron cage on each side, with a gap of five feet between them. The gaps in the iron bars were so narrow that even a child's arm could not fit through.

In the cage on the left, a little girl of about ten years old huddled in the corner, her two fox ears softly pressed against her temples. She bit her lower lip, and tears fell like broken beads, hitting the rough cage bottom with a soft rustling sound.

But her little hands clung tightly to the iron bars, her knuckles turning white, and her tearful eyes stared intently at the neighboring house, where her sister lived.

In the cage on the right, a girl of about fifteen years old stood with her back straight, her reddish-brown fox ears standing up alertly, and the tip of her tail taut like a taut string.

She was slamming her shoulder against the iron cage, the muffled clanging sounds particularly jarring in the empty wilderness. Blood beaded on her forehead, but she seemed oblivious, only slamming the cage harder.

Three iron cages were chained to an old oxcart with thick iron chains. The wheels creaked and groaned as they rolled over the gravel-strewn dirt road, as if they might fall apart at any moment.

The old ox pulling the cart hung its head, taking weak steps, with white foam at the corner of its mouth.

The boy driving the car was about thirteen or fourteen years old. His thin body was wrapped in a faded Taoist robe, the collar of which was frayed.

His face was covered with several scars, like twisted centipedes, which made his already childish features look somewhat ferocious.

But his hand holding the reins was very steady, his fingertips were calloused, and occasionally, during a break from the bumps, he would secretly look up at the iron cage, and in his not-so-big eyes, there was a trace of barely perceptible pity.

Beside the boy leaned a young Taoist priest in his twenties, wearing a blue Taoist robe and a gourd of wine hanging from his waist, which he would occasionally take a sip of.

He was fairly handsome, but his eyes always slanted upwards, giving him a flippant look when he looked at people. Right now, he was toying with a yellow talisman, his fingertips tracing its surface, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"We really hit the jackpot this time!"

He gestured with his chin toward the iron cage on his right, his gaze lingering on the older fox-eared girl as if he were appraising a piece of merchandise.

"This Tushan fox demon, judging by its figure and features, will definitely be a bewitching creature in two years. If we send it to the Heavenly Immortal Academy, it can be exchanged for at least a hundred taels of gold."

He glanced lazily at Qin Chuan's cage again, and curled his lip:

"Although this wolf demon we picked up along the way is male, it has a handsome appearance, with delicate features and fair skin. Giving it to that young master Wang in the west of the city would be enough to exchange for a few jars of fine daughter's red wine."

Qin Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously raised his hand to reach behind him.

My fingertips touched a warm, fuzzy patch, and as I stroked downwards, I found a thick, powerful tail.

The ferocious aura of the wolf clan spread up his tailbone, intertwining with his own aura in a strange harmony.

"Trial participant, you have arrived in the world of Fox Spirit Matchmaker."

Current identity: Half-human, half-demon.

"Trial Mission: Eliminate the barriers between humans and demons, and lead all beings within the circle to defeat the enemies outside the circle."

As the will of the God of Chinese Comics resounded in his mind, Qin Chuan was looking at the fox-eared girl's reddened shoulder.

He immediately realized the fox-eared girl's identity—Tu Shan Honghong—and also recalled some information about this world:

In the ancient times, four great monkeys were born from chaos, became brothers, and established the Kingdom of Aolai.

Later, the eldest young master of Aolai Kingdom opened another space with his supreme supernatural power, but it attracted a surge of energy from another world. He died on the spot, and the other three monkeys either died or escaped.

The third young master of Aolai Kingdom, after his death, was reborn and his power surged. He drew a "circle" with his own strength, dividing the world into an inner and outer world. Outside the circle were terrifying monsters from another world, while inside the circle was a small area where humans and demons lived together.

Humans and demons have regarded each other as different species since birth.

Humans call demons wild beasts who eat raw meat and drink blood, while demons laugh at humans as weak and short-lived ants. Countless years of fighting have etched these traits into their very bones.

"Don't bump into it, little fox."

Seeing that Tu Shan Honghong was still struggling, the young Taoist priest finally lost his patience, put away the talisman, stood up, and kicked the iron cage.

"Didn't you hear what I said? This demon-repelling talisman is specifically designed to counter your demonic power. The angrier you get, the hotter the talisman will be, making your meridians feel like they're being roasted in a fire, causing you to writhe on the ground in pain."

Tu Shan Honghong's movements suddenly stopped, a layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on her forehead, and her face turned several shades pale.

She had clearly tasted the bitterness, but her eyes, which were fixed on the young Taoist priest, became even brighter and fiercer, like a leopard cub that had been provoked and refused to retract its fangs even though its claws had not yet hardened.

Tu Shan Rongrong in the cage on the left cried even harder, but bit her lip tightly, not daring to make too much noise. Her tears flowed even faster, dripping down her chin onto the bottom of the cage, spreading out a small patch of dark water stains.

She looked at the red wound, her little hands gripping the iron bars tighter, her fingertips rubbed raw.

Qin Chuan closed his eyes and immersed himself in introspection.

Two forces are clashing within my body.

One of them was his innate true energy, cultivated over decades, flowing like a surging river, rich and long, circulating freely through his limbs and bones.

The other is the demonic power inherent in the wolf demon bloodline, like magma hidden beneath rock layers, violent and scorching, carrying a primal wildness.

He compared them carefully and was slightly shocked. Although the demonic power was weak, its purity far exceeded his innate true energy. However, it was tightly locked by the talisman on his wrist and could not be used.

At the same time, he noticed that the spiritual energy in the surrounding world was incredibly rich. With each breath, he could feel strands of energy seeping into his limbs, which was far more abundant than the thin spiritual energy in the Bad Guys world or the peaceful primordial energy in the Qin Dynasty world.

Such abundant spiritual energy means that the cultivation ceiling in this world is extremely high, and the power of the strong is probably far beyond his previous understanding.

"hey-hey……"

The young Taoist priest suddenly chuckled, his laughter filled with undisguised lewdness.

He rubbed his hands together and walked step by step toward Tu Shan Honghong's iron cage, his eyes seemingly glued to her:

"Since we're going to sell them anyway, I might as well let myself have a taste first. They say the fox demons of Tushan are born with a seductive nature, so today I'll see if they're really more alluring than those mortal women..."

Tu Shan Honghong shouted sharply and suddenly shrank back.

Her nails instantly turned sharp, and even though she knew that using her demonic power would backfire on the talisman, she was prepared to fight to the death.

We'd rather die together than let this villain succeed!

Tu Shan Rongrong on the left was so frightened that her face turned pale, her lips trembled, but she couldn't make a sound. She could only shake her head desperately, tears streaming down her face.

Qin Chuan's eyes instantly turned cold.

The demon-suppressing talisman on his wrist was still burning hot, and his demonic power was suppressed to the point of immobility, but his innate true energy was completely unaffected.

He slightly clenched his fingertips, intending to gather his innate true energy at his fingertips and take advantage of the break in the turbulence to break the lock on the iron cage.

The young Taoist priest driving the carriage suddenly spoke up, his voice shrill and urgent, filled with obvious panic: "Senior brother! No way!"

The young Taoist priest turned around and glared at him, his eyes full of hostility: "You little bastard who does odd jobs and tends the fire, how dare you meddle in my business?"

The young Taoist priest shrank back in fright, the scars on his face appearing even more grotesque in the setting sun, but he still stubbornly said:

"No, senior brother... The rules of the Celestial Academy are strict. Only 'original goods' can be sold at a high price. If you mess with them, you won't get a good price. It's not worth it!"

When he said this, his eyes were clear, without any calculation, only pure compassion. He clearly felt sorry for the two fox demon sisters, which is why he mustered up the courage to dissuade them.

The young Taoist priest didn't see any of this. His lewdness was replaced by anger. He stared at the young Taoist priest for a long time, but in the end, the word "high price" pulled him back to his senses.

He kicked the young Taoist priest hard in the chest: "Damn it, shut up!"

The young Taoist priest was kicked backward and fell onto the cart floor with a dull thud.

He coughed, clutching his chest, a trickle of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He struggled to his feet and grabbed the reins again, but when he lowered his head, his eyes, hidden behind his disheveled hair, were filled with a helpless, bitter sadness.

The crisis is temporarily over.

Qin Chuan slowly released his fingertips that had been gathering true energy, his gaze falling on the young Taoist priest, a slight thought stirring within him.

It turns out that not everyone in this world regards demons as worthless.

He closed his eyes again and focused his attention back on his body.

He recalled the supreme Taoist and Yin-Yang classics he had read in the world of Qin's Moon, and the profound mysteries of the nature of energy, the transformation of Yin and Yang, and the gathering and condensation of Qi.

Demonic power is a highly condensed, rule-based primordial energy.

So, can innate true qi also be like this?

The powerful spiritual force transformed into an invisible forging hammer, guiding the vast innate true energy in the dantian and dantian to undergo extreme compression and condensation!

Remove impurities, concentrate the essence!