Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

The faint blue aura swirling around Qin Chuan's fingertips was weak yet pure, radiating a gentle yet vibrant life force. It was the very first "spiritual source power" refined from the "Spiritual Source Initial Induction Technique".

With a slight thought, the wisp of magical power moved nimbly between his fingers like an obedient fish, sometimes transforming into fine threads, sometimes gathering into a vortex, controlled at will, perfectly and effortlessly.

"The first step has been completed, but this is only a prototype, and its universality and safety still need to be verified."

He needed to find a baseless "sample" to test, but being in Tushan at the moment, a suitable subject was not easy to find.

My gaze unconsciously drifted to the window, where the outline of Tushan Mountain appeared serene and mysterious under the moonlight.

Just then—"Bang!"

The door to the inn was flung open with great force, and Tu Shan Ya Ya's signature fiery red figure burst in with a chilling aura. Her small face still showed a forced composure after the shock and a strong sense of resentment.

"Hey! You surnamed Qin!"

She put her hands on her hips, trying to make her voice sound aggressive, but her eyes involuntarily drifted to the strange pale blue wisp of energy at Qin Chuan's fingertips:

"Was that commotion you made? You're just playing tricks on us, trying to scare someone!"

Following closely behind, Tu Shan Honghong appeared at the door. She was clearly much more composed than Ya Ya, but the surprise and solemnity in the depths of her reddish-brown eyes had not yet dissipated.

Rongrong peeked out from behind her sister, her big eyes filled with curiosity and admiration.

"Brother Qin Chuan, the light was so beautiful just now! And it felt so comfortable!"

Rongrong said innocently.

Qin Chuan withdrew the magic power from his fingertips, looked at the three sisters, and said frankly:

"I apologize for disturbing you all. I was just deducing the basic cultivation techniques of the human race and made some progress. When I released my aura, it caused some unusual phenomena."

"A little bit of progress?" Tu Shan Ya Ya reacted as if she had been caught red-handed, immediately jumping up and down. "Easy for you to say! That starlight, that aura that made the whole of Tu Shan feel incredibly comfortable, you call it 'a little bit of an anomaly'? Do you think we're stupid? Tell me! Have you secretly practiced some kind of evil technique?!"

"Ya Ya!" Tu Shan Hong Hong scolded again, but this time her gaze was also fixed on Qin Chuan, with an unprecedented scrutiny. "Qin Chuan, that fluctuation just now touched the source, it's no small matter. Has the cultivation technique you deduced taken initial shape?"

Her voice had a dryness that she herself was unaware of.

The speed and the strange phenomena it caused were beyond her comprehension.

Qin Chuan nodded, not hiding anything: "It is in its initial form and is called the 'Spiritual Source Initial Guidance Technique'."

He looked at Tu Shan Ya Ya, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "Miss Ya Ya seems quite skeptical of my results? How about I demonstrate for you this most basic step?"

"Demonstrate? Show me?" Tu Shan Ya Ya was taken aback, then took a half step back warily. "What do you want to do? I'm warning you, don't try anything funny!"

Qin Chuan smiled, but did not approach her. Instead, he turned his gaze to Tu Shan Rongrong and spoke in a gentle tone:

"Rongrong, you asked me before what spiritual energy feels like?"

Rongrong nodded vigorously, her big eyes sparkling.

"Now, close your eyes, relax your mind, and imagine yourself as a tiny seedling, feeling the gentlest breeze rustling through your leaves under the warm sunlight."

Qin Chuan's voice had a peculiar rhythm that seemed to soothe the soul.

Although Rongrong didn't understand, she had a natural trust in Qin Chuan and obediently did as she was told.

Tu Shan Honghong and Ya Ya both held their breath and stared intently.

Qin Chuan extended his index finger, but instead of gathering powerful energy, it emitted an extremely faint and gentle pale blue halo, like the tenderest grass tips in early spring.

He gently tapped Rongrong, who had her eyes closed, from a distance.

There were no earth-shattering energy fluctuations, only an indescribable, gentle aura, like the very essence of life, softly enveloping Rongrong.

Rongrong let out a small gasp, then her little face blossomed into a smile of immense joy and contentment:

"Brother Qin Chuan! I can feel it! I really can! It's like...like so many warm little lights gently touching me! It's ticklish, warm, and so comfortable!"

With her eyes closed, she described the scene with animated gestures, as if she were inside a vibrant, dreamlike bubble.

Tu Shan Ya Ya was dumbfounded.

She could clearly sense that the power Qin Chuan released was so weak that it was almost negligible, but the essence of that aura made the demonic power within her feel a strange comfort and longing.

What she found even more unbelievable was that Rongrong could describe the feeling of never having been exposed to spiritual energy before so clearly! This completely overturned her understanding!

Tu Shan Honghong's pupils suddenly contracted!

She saw it more clearly.

Qin Chuan did not forcibly infuse spiritual energy into Rongrong's body. Instead, he used a faint but highly potent "spiritual source power" in a way that she could not understand to create an extremely friendly and suitable environment for the manifestation of spiritual energy around Rongrong!

It's like wiping a dusty mirror clean, allowing the person in the mirror to see their reflection clearly for the first time!

This method is exquisite and goes straight to the source!

"This...this is the cultivation technique you created for the human race?" Tu Shan Honghong's voice trembled slightly.

She finally understood that Qin Chuan's talk of "creating laws" was not just empty talk!

Once this "Spiritual Source Initial Guidance Technique" becomes widespread, it will completely change the history of the human race being far inferior to the demon race in perceiving and absorbing spiritual energy!

"It's just the first step in getting started with sensing spiritual energy."

Qin Chuan withdrew his finger, and the warmth around Rongrong gradually faded. She opened her eyes with lingering desire, her little face flushed with excitement.

"Hmph!" Tu Shan Ya Ya forcibly suppressed the shock in her heart, her neck stiffened, and she said stubbornly, "That's...that's all? It just makes people feel a little warmer, what's so great about that! It's not like we can fight!"

But her shifty eyes and slightly clenched fists betrayed her inner turmoil.

She couldn't understand it, but the effect was so real that she couldn't refute it.

Qin Chuan smiled at Ya Ya's forced composure, refrained from further provoking her, and turned to Hong Hong:

“Miss Hong, this preliminary verification shows it’s feasible. However, the subsequent steps of guiding qi into the body, opening up the meridians, and condensing the qi vortex still require more rigorous testing and refinement. I need time.”

Tu Shan Honghong took a deep breath, suppressing her surging emotions, and solemnly said, "I have only just begun to appreciate Mr. Qin Chuan's abilities today."

She glanced at Rongrong, who was still savoring that wonderful feeling, and then at Yaya, who was still unconvinced. Her heart was filled with complex emotions.

"If you need assistance, sir, Honghong may be able to provide some help without violating the fundamental principles of Tushan."

Her attitude subtly became more cautious, even carrying a hint of cooperation.

"Thank you, Miss Honghong." Qin Chuan nodded.

At dawn, atop Mount Tu, inside the "Qifeng Pavilion," the residence of Feng Xi.

On the exquisite white jade table, there are several plates of delightful pastries and a pot of clear tea.

Feng Xi sat upright in the main seat, with graceful bearing and a perfectly gentle smile on her face, as if she were merely entertaining a distinguished guest.

Qin Chuan sat in the guest seat, his expression calm.

"The extraordinary phenomena you caused last night, sir, have truly opened the eyes of everyone in Tushan." Feng Xi personally poured tea for Qin Chuan with elegant movements. "The Daoist charm that touched the very essence of life resonated even with the Bitter Love Tree. You are a man of extraordinary talent, sir. I admire you greatly."

"Lord Fengxi, you flatter me." Qin Chuan took the teacup but did not drink it. He simply looked at the rising steam in the cup. "These are just some thoughts, nothing to mention."

"Sir, you are too modest." Feng Xi's smile deepened, but his eyes were sharp as needles. "Miss Hong Hong said that you created laws for humankind, have the well-being of all living beings in your heart, and have lofty aspirations. Although I am a demon, I deeply admire you."

She changed the subject, adding a touch of well-placed worry, "However, the rise of the human race is not a blessing for the demon race. If your method succeeds, it may completely overturn the balance between the two races, and Tushan will also find it difficult to remain unscathed."

"Lord Fengxi is overthinking it," Qin Chuan said calmly. "The way to balance lies in complementarity. Humans have their laws, and demons should make good use of their tools. Since I promised to create a technique for controlling treasures for the demons, I will fulfill my promise."

"Oh?" A glint flashed in Feng Xi's eyes. "Sir, you are confident that you can master the ways of two races at the same time? This art of controlling treasures has been studied by the ancestors of my Tushan lineage, but they have never been able to form a complete system. How can you be so sure that you can do it?"

"All laws share the same origin."

Qin Qin Chuan uttered only four words, his tone calm yet filled with deep confidence.

Feng Xi gave him a deep look, then suddenly smiled. The smile was as bright as spring flowers, but it made Qin Chuan feel a sense of unease.

With a gentle flick of her jade-like finger, a delicate pink petal-shaped pastry flew up automatically and landed steadily on the plate in front of Qin Chuan.

"This is made from the first blossoms of the Bitter Love Tree, supplemented with morning dew and spiritual honey. It is called 'Love Essence,' and it is most effective in nourishing the soul. Perhaps it will be of some benefit to your understanding of the Way of All Things."

Feng Xi's voice was gentle as water, carrying a subtle, alluring quality:

"Sir, you are a benefactor of Tushan and have worked hard for the future of both clans. I have no way to repay you. I hope you will not refuse this small token of my appreciation."

The "Sentimental Charm" emitted a faint pink halo and a sweet fragrance, the same as that of the Bitter Love Tree, which was refreshing and delightful.

Qin Chuan's divine sense was extremely sharp, and he instantly sensed that in addition to the pure spiritual energy and substances that nourish the soul, the pastry also contained a wisp of extremely subtle "emotional power" that was almost integrated with the aroma.

This aura is gentle and harmless, even nourishing, but deep within it lies a subtle, seed-like imprint, as if silently calling for some kind of connection.

'Does it intend to leave its mark on me through the power of the Bitter Love Tree? Or is it trying to subtly influence my emotions, laying the groundwork for future control?'

Qin Chuan sneered inwardly.

Feng Xi's methods have indeed come to fruition, and they are so subtle and so "legitimate".

His expression remained unchanged, even revealing a perfectly measured hint of "flattery," as he cupped his hands and said:

"Lord Fengxi's hospitality is too kind of me to refuse."

He did not eat it immediately, but put the pastry away. "Such a delicacy should be savored in peace. At this moment, my mind is a little restless, and I am afraid that I will disappoint you."

A fleeting hint of disappointment flashed across Feng Xi's eyes, but his smile remained perfect.

"Please make yourself at home, sir. Tushan will always welcome friends like you."

She raised her teacup, "May you achieve your goals in the end."

Qin Chuan also raised his glass in acknowledgment, but he was even more wary.

Feng Xi's probing and infiltration have already begun. This trip to Tushan requires not only the creation of new methods but also careful planning at every step.

Meanwhile, at Tu Shan Hong Hong's residence.

Honghong did not rest. She sat by the window, looking in the direction of Qin Chuan's guesthouse. Her fingertips unconsciously traced the tabletop, and her mind replayed the scene that Qin Chuan had demonstrated for Rongrong, as well as that faint yet primal aura.

"The Initial Induction Technique of the Spiritual Source..."

She murmured the name, her reddish-brown eyes filled with a mixture of struggle and hope.

If... if Qin Chuan could truly create such a cultivation technique for the human race, and as he said, also create a technique for the demon race to control magical artifacts...

Where will the future landscape lead? And how should Tushan position itself?

For the first time, she felt a sliver of doubt about her aunt Feng Xi's seemingly protective stance of the demon race's interests, which was actually full of control and calculation.

At this moment, Feng Xi bid farewell to Qin Chuan and came to the Bitter Love Tree.

She slowly raised her hand, and a ball of pink passion energy, deeper and thicker than before, condensed in her palm, mixed with wisps of darker aura drawn from the depths of the Bitter Love Tree.

"Miss Honghong..."