Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

He kowtowed deeply again, his voice choked with emotion yet unwavering.

Qin Chuan helped him up and patted him on the shoulder: "The road ahead will be difficult, take care of yourself. Go."

Qin Li forcefully wiped away his tears and took a deep look at Qin Chuan and the Tu Shan sisters, especially Tu Shan Honghong. The thrilling scene from last night and the complex light of collapse and reconstruction in her eyes were deeply imprinted in his heart.

Without further hesitation, he turned around, carrying the martial arts technique, name, and mission bestowed upon him by his master, and strode out of the dilapidated temple, disappearing into the gradually brightening dawn.

Qin Chuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Tu Shan Honghong and Tu Shan Rongrong, who was clinging tightly to him.

"It's time for us to set off."

As dawn broke, the three left the dilapidated temple that had witnessed hatred, slaughter, redemption, and the dawn of hope, their figures gradually disappearing on the winding path leading to Tushan.

What lies ahead, the attitude of Feng Xi, the lord of Tushan, the twists and turns of borrowing the Dharma, and the grand and arduous path of "reconciliation" are all like mountains shrouded in morning mist, waiting for them to trek and explore.

Chapter 4 Arrival at Tushan, Ya Ya Appears

The morning light completely dispelled the thin mist, and the outline of Tushan became increasingly clear amidst the verdant mountains.

The mountain path leading to Tushan is lined with ancient trees, filled with spiritual energy, a stark contrast to the desolate and lifeless atmosphere of the dilapidated temple.

Qin Chuan walked beside Tu Shan Hong Hong, while Tu Shan Rong Rong tightly held her sister's other hand, curiously and timidly peeking at this powerful "half-demon".

"Miss Honghong, I have something to ask you."

Qin Chuan broke the silence, his voice calm:

How is the strength of the demon race determined? Is there a clear consensus on who is stronger and who is weaker?

Tu Shan Hong's reddish-brown fox ears twitched slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Last night, his strength in breaking through the talisman net with a flick of his hand and destroying the demon path with a snap of his fingers was unfathomable. How could he not even know such basic common sense?

Just as she was about to speak, a clear, childlike voice cut her off.

"I know, I know! My sister and aunt told me about it, it's roughly like this—"

Tu Shan Rongrong poked her little head out, her big eyes blinking, and said earnestly, counting on her fingers:

"The most common are little monsters, like the little spirits in the mountains who have just gained sentience; the more powerful ones, those who can occupy a small hill or have some skills, are called big monsters; and above them are the demon kings who can rule over a region and have a resounding name! Our Tushan elders are demon kings."

She paused, trying hard to recall: "Then there are even more powerful demon kings! I heard they've all lived for a very, very long time and possess boundless demonic power."

Tu Shan Rongrong's small face showed a look of awe, "As for the most top-tier ones, there are the Demon Emperors! There are three Demon Emperors known to the world: Huan Du Qingtian, the Poison Emperor of the Southern Kingdom; Fan Yunfei, the Sand Fox Prince of the Western Regions; and Shi Kuan, the Destruction Heavenly Lord of the Northern Mountain!"

Qin Chuan seemed to be deep in thought, and then asked:

"What are the hallmarks of a Demon Emperor's power? Can he mobilize the power of a region for his own use?"

Tu Shan Rongrong blinked, somewhat bewildered: "Mobilize the power of heaven and earth? This... Rongrong isn't quite sure, Auntie hasn't explained it in detail."

At this moment, Tu Shan Honghong spoke, her voice carrying a hint of solemnity and confirmation:

“Indeed. Just as you said, being able to draw upon and control the power of a region of heaven and earth, integrating it into one’s own demonic arts to form a domain that is almost divine might, is the fundamental mark that distinguishes a demon emperor from a great demon king.”

Her gaze towards Qin Chuan was full of inquiry. "You seem to have known about this all along?"

Her doubts deepened. This person was clearly incredibly powerful, yet he was ignorant of common sense, and yet he had pointed out the core ability of the Demon Emperor. It was so contradictory.

Qin Chuan did not explain, but simply nodded slightly and fell into a brief silence.

To mobilize the power of heaven and earth?

This was no longer a difficult task for him.

Whether it's the understanding of the power of heaven and earth at the peak of martial arts, or the initial touch of the rules after cultivating the "Nine Heavens Longevity Technique," drawing upon the primordial energy of a region for one's own use is already instinctive.

This means that, at least in terms of realm, he has reached the same level as the so-called Demon Emperor!

What's lacking is simply the vast amount of magical power required to accumulate over time within this world's cultivation system.

This realization put his mind at ease.

His "Nine Heavens Longevity Technique" excels at efficiently absorbing spiritual energy and converting it into magical power.

Given time, accumulating a large amount of magical power would not be difficult. Of course, he was not complacent because of this.

The power displayed by the third young master of Aolai Kingdom, who divided the inner and outer circles, far exceeded his understanding of the Demon Emperor.

The road ahead is still long.

For the rest of the journey, Qin Chuan continued to chat with the Tu Shan sisters, inquiring about the local customs, power distribution, and strange tales of this world.

His sense of alienation from this world became increasingly apparent; he had never even heard of some of the widely circulated legends.

Finally, even young Tu Shan Rongrong couldn't hold back any longer. She tilted her little face up and asked innocently and frankly:

"Brother Qin Chuan, how come you seem to know nothing? You know even less than Rong Rong! It's like you just crawled out of a very, very far mountain!"

Tu Shan Hong Hong also cast an inquiring glance.

Qin Chuan remained calm and said matter-of-factly:

“Rongrong guessed correctly. I have indeed been cultivating in seclusion in the remote mountains, rarely having contact with the outside world, so I know very little about the affairs of this world.”

Although this explanation was simple, it temporarily resolved the doubts in the minds of the Tushan sisters.

As they spoke, Tushan was already close at hand.

The mountain gate is ancient and simple, shrouded in a faint spiritual light, exuding an aura of peace and tranquility.

Just as the three were about to step into the territory of Tushan, a fiery red figure, carrying a bone-chilling cold aura, shot out from the side like a cannonball!

"You despicable scumbag! Let go of my sister and Rongrong!"

Amidst a sharp shout, a fox spirit girl carrying a giant gourd of wine blocked the road.

She looked a bit older than Rongrong and slightly smaller than Honghong, but her figure was already quite well-developed, with an amazing curve beneath her youthful face.

It is Tu Shan Ya Ya, the second of the three Tu Shan sisters!

She had just made a breakthrough in her secluded cultivation of ice-type demonic arts when she sensed her older and younger sisters approaching, along with an unfamiliar "human" aura.

Seeing Honghong's slightly disheveled clothes and Rongrong's tired appearance, she was instantly enraged. She didn't even notice the wolf tail hanging down behind Qin Chuan, assuming he was the villain who had kidnapped her sisters.

In her rage, she formed a hand seal, and a chilling aura instantly erupted!

"Frozen... uh?!"

Just as she was about to unleash a more powerful freezing spell, she saw Qin Chuan casually raise his right hand in the face of the oncoming cold air, and a tiny red flame leaped out from his fingertip.

Without any earth-shattering collision, the seemingly weak flame, yet containing terrifyingly high temperatures, melted away the ice-type demonic power released by Tu Shan Ya Ya in an instant, like the blazing sun melting snow, leaving not even a trace of ice, only a scorching and distorted patch of air.

"what?!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Her ice magic, which she had painstakingly cultivated in seclusion, was so easily countered by the opponent? And with the most basic fire magic at that? This was utterly humiliating!

"Damn it! You've got some guts! Try this! Endless gourd, fill it up!"

Enraged, Tu Shan Ya Ya completely erupted, tearing off the huge "Endless Wine Gourd" from her back, uncorking it, and gulping down a large mouthful!

As the wine entered her throat, two red clouds instantly rose on her snow-white cheeks. Her demonic power surged like a volcanic eruption, and her violent, icy aura condensed once more, becoming several times stronger than before!

The air itself seemed to freeze under the strain.

"Ya Ya! Stop! No..."

Tu Shan Honghong hurriedly tried to stop her, but Tu Shan Ya Ya, whose demonic power had surged, wouldn't listen at all.

Faced with this even more powerful icy attack, a serious look flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes.

The color of the flame at his fingertips suddenly changed, from crimson to a pure, restrained, and seemingly incandescent white that could burn away everything in the world!

A blinding white line of fire shot out silently, striking precisely at the center of the icy storm that Tu Shan Ya Ya had conjured.

There was no explosion, no shockwave. The violent ice-type demonic power was instantly purified and melted away as if it had encountered an absolute nemesis. Even the violent aura on Tu Shan Ya Ya's body caused by the alcohol was forcibly suppressed and calmed down by most of it!

"This... is impossible!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya was completely stunned.

Her strongest freezing technique was completely suppressed and even purified by a terrifying fire-based power she had never seen before.

This was beyond her comprehension.

Overwhelmed with shame and anger, Tu Shan Ya Ya simply abandoned her demonic arts, slammed the Endless Wine Gourd into the ground, and unleashed a tremendous force beyond her physique from her petite figure. With a punch carrying a chilling wind, she aimed straight at Qin Chuan's face!

She was confident that her strength was among the best of the younger generation of demons, second only to her older sister.

However, she was facing Qin Chuan, who had mastered martial arts to the highest level and had already honed his physical body to its limits.

Qin Chuan didn't even move his feet; he simply turned to the side seemingly casually, and Tu Shan Ya Ya's fist grazed the hem of his clothes.

In the instant when her old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet arisen, Qin Chuan's hand reached out like a ghost, gently and skillfully placing it on her wrist, guiding and pulling it.

Tu Shan Ya Ya felt an irresistible, gentle yet immense force come over her, and her whole body spun around instantly. By the time she realized what was happening, Qin Chuan had already twisted her arms behind her back and pressed her firmly in front of her, rendering her unable to move.

The feeling was like a small, incredibly strong beast crashing into a bottomless swamp, all its power being silently dissolved and absorbed.

"Let me go! You bastard! You despicable! Shameless! You ambushed me!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya was both ashamed and angry. She struggled desperately, but the arm holding her down felt as if it were made of divine iron and wouldn't budge.

"Ya Ya! Calm down!" Tu Shan Hong Hong finally found an opportunity, her voice tinged with sternness, "Don't be rude! Qin Chuan saved us! He is our benefactor! Moreover, look carefully, he is not a pure human!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya's struggling movements faltered for a moment before she suddenly turned her head, her gaze struggling to pass over Qin Chuan's shoulder, finally seeing the fluffy wolf tail that she had previously overlooked.

The angry expression on her face froze instantly, turning into astonishment and a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment.

"You...you were saved?"

She glanced at her sister, then at Rongrong, who was unharmed and protected behind Qin Chuan, and then at Qin Chuan's calm face. Finally, she realized that she seemed to have made a huge blunder? And even repaid kindness with enmity?

A wave of immense shame washed over her, but Tu Shan Ya Ya's proud and aloof nature made it impossible for her to easily bow her head and apologize.

She simply stopped struggling, awkwardly turned her head, and snorted through her nose:

"Hmph! Well...you can't blame me! Who told him...who told him not to say so sooner! Let me go!"

Qin Chuan looked at the girl's blushing ears and her forced composure, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He released her hand as instructed, and casually patted the slightly wrinkled sleeve of her dress that he had been holding down, his tone slightly teasing:

"Such a young age, but quite a temper. Your ice magic is passable, but you're full of openings in close combat. Are you trying to follow your sister's strength path?"