Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

"Hey! Qin Chuan! You trying to run away?" Ya Ya stood with her hands on her hips, her cheeks slightly flushed, but her eyes were somewhat evasive. "Who...who offered to take you away! I just remembered that I still have a promise to keep!"

As she spoke, she abruptly untied the endless wine gourd from her back and threw it to Qin Chuan without saying a word: "Here! I promised to give it to you to drink once you recovered, so don't think I'm just reluctant to let you go!"

Qin Chuan caught the wine gourd; it was icy cold to the touch and carried Ya Ya's scent.

He tilted his head back and took a big gulp from the spout. The spicy and mellow liquor slid down his throat and instantly turned into a warm current that flowed through his body.

He gave a thumbs-up, handed the wine gourd back to Ya Ya, and at the same time took out a scroll of bamboo slips:

"These are some techniques I modified based on your ice-type magic. They might be useful to you. I was going to have Honghong pass them on, but since you're here, I'll give them to you myself."

Ya Ya took the bamboo slip, her heart skipped a beat as her fingers touched the cool bamboo surface.

She glanced at it quickly; the handwriting was clear and neat, and every improvement was to the point, clearly showing that a great deal of effort had been put into it.

She stubbornly replied, "Who knows if it will work? I'll check when I get back!"

Qin Chuan smiled, then turned to Rongrong and handed her another thick stack of paper rolls:

"These are other spells that I have improved. With your meticulous mind, you may be able to gain some inspiration from them. In addition, I see that your mental strength is far beyond that of ordinary people. Perhaps you can put more effort into mental magic. Your future achievements are limitless."

Rongrong solemnly accepted the scroll and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your guidance, Brother Qin Chuan."

She was exceptionally intelligent and naturally recognized the value of these improvements. She also understood how precious Qin Chuan's suggestion of "spiritual sorcery" was.

Finally, Qin Chuan looked at Hong Hong and took out a thread-bound booklet from his pocket. The booklet had an antique cover with the four large characters "Essentials of Martial Arts" written on it.

"These are some martial arts insights I've compiled based on my own learning, focusing on the control and explosive power of strength. Perhaps they'll be helpful for your path."

Honghong took the booklet. It felt slightly heavy in her hand. She could feel the faint scent lingering on the booklet, a calm and resilient power belonging to Qin Chuan.

She nodded gently: "Thank you."

Qin Chuan glanced at the three of them, a carefree smile appearing on his face:

"I promised to create a magical artifact technique for the demon race. I will keep this in my heart until it is accomplished. When it is done, I will definitely come back to drink Ya Ya's fine wine again and talk about Tu Shan with you all."

"Who...who is hoping for your return!"

Ya Ya retorted stubbornly, but her eyes were slightly red.

Qin Chuan said no more, waved to the three of them, turned around and resolutely stepped into the mist outside the mountain pass, his figure quickly disappearing from sight.

Only after the figure completely disappeared did Ya Ya pout and mutter softly in a voice only she could hear:

"Even if... even if that treasure-controlling technique doesn't work out,... you can still come back and visit from time to time..."

Rongrong, who was listening intently, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Sister Yaya, you should say that to Brother Qin Chuan's face."

Ya Ya blushed and retorted, "Mind your own business!"

Honghong remained standing in the same spot, her gaze fixed on the direction Qin Chuan had left, lingering there for a long time. Her reddish-brown eyes seemed to reflect the petals fluttering in the air, as well as the receding figure.

Leaving the Tushan territory, Qin Chuan discerned his direction and, following the faint connection he sensed, headed towards the location of the Yin-Yang Curse Seal.

Several days later, he found the young Taoist priest Qin Li in a remote mountain village.

Half a year had passed since they last met, and Qin Li seemed to have lost some weight, with a hint of anxiety and frustration in her eyes.

Upon seeing Qin Chuan, he was first taken aback, then a look of shame appeared on his face, and he lowered his head, saying:

“Master… Your disciple is incompetent. In the past six months, my cultivation has made almost no progress. I have failed to live up to your expectations.”

Qin Chuan waved his hand and said gently, "It's not your fault. The cultivation method I taught you before was too difficult and had too high requirements for aptitude. It's not suitable for you now, nor for most humans."

As he spoke, he took out a new cultivation manual and handed it to Qin Li: "This is my newly created 'Spiritual Origin Initial Guidance Technique'. The cultivation threshold is extremely low, and there are almost no requirements for aptitude. Anyone can start learning it. Why don't you give it a try?"

Qin Li took it with some skepticism and tried circulating his breath according to the instructions on the technique.

To his surprise, the operation path of the "Spiritual Source Initial Guidance Technique" was simple and clear, and the flow of energy was extremely smooth. In just a short while, he felt a faint but clear spiritual energy surging into his body, which was completely different from the obscure and difficult-to-understand technique before!

"I've done it! I... I've mastered it!"

Qin Li was both surprised and delighted, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

Qin Chuan looked at him and nodded. Qin Li's aptitude was mediocre, yet he was able to master the basics so easily, which was enough to prove the feasibility of the "Spiritual Origin Initial Guidance Technique".

He thought to himself, "It seems that spreading this method among humans is feasible."

"Master, do you intend to spread this technique throughout the human race?"

Qin Li realized what was happening and asked excitedly.

“Hmm,” Qin Chuan pondered, “but this matter cannot be rushed. Nowadays, the human race has a deep-seated prejudice against the demon race, and the internal race is also a mixture of good and bad. If we spread it rashly, there may be unforeseen changes. I plan to first establish a sect, select disciples with good character and conduct, teach them first, and then gradually promote it.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Li's excitement subsided slightly, and he said with concern, "Master, how easy is it to establish a sect? Moreover... and if the human race finds out about your half-demon identity, you'll probably find it difficult to move an inch!"

"You don't need to worry about that."

Qin Chuan smiled slightly, his demonic aura receded, and at the same time he activated the transformation technique he learned from the Tushan Classics. His signature wolf tail disappeared quietly, and his demonic aura was completely concealed, making him look no different from an ordinary human cultivator.

Qin Li was astonished to see that he could perfectly conceal his demonic features, and then said:

"Even so, establishing a sect requires permission from the Qi Dao Alliance. The approval process is incredibly complicated, involves paying huge fees, and also requires dealing with difficulties from all sides..."

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes. He looked at Qin Li and smiled:

"Who said anything about opening a new sect? There's already an existing sect right here that we can replace."

Qin Li was taken aback and followed Qin Chuan's gaze to the distance, where the outline of a dilapidated Taoist temple could be vaguely seen.

He suddenly realized what was happening and exclaimed, "Master, you mean the 'Qingyun Sect' I used to belong to?"

"Exactly. A small sect that has a gate but no real skills is better put to good use than to be abandoned."

Looking at the composure and confidence in Qin Chuan's eyes, Qin Li's doubts vanished instantly.

He nodded vigorously: "Disciple understands! I am willing to go with Master!"

So, Qin Chuan led Qin Li toward the nameless Qingyun Sect.

The road ahead may be full of thorns, but his goal has become clearer and clearer.

Chapter 12 The Blue Sky Tournament: Questioning the King's Power

The former site of Qingyun Gate has now been completely renovated.

As Qin Li said, this is nothing more than a small sect with a name but no substance.

The sect leader and several elders, the one with the highest cultivation level, had only just reached the level of a great demon.

Faced with Qin Chuan's immense magical power, which was comparable to that of a top-tier demon king, they couldn't even muster a semblance of resistance.

Qin Chuan did not use any harsh methods, but merely intimidated the entire audience with his unparalleled aura before announcing that he would take over the Qingyun Sect.

He dismissed those disciples who were dishonest, dull-witted, or of poor character, leaving only a few young disciples who were kind-hearted, diligent, and down-to-earth in Qin Li's memory.

The Qingyun Sect, which was already sparsely populated, was now even more deserted, with the huge Taoist temple so empty that echoes could be heard.

“Master, now… we’re truly all alone.”

Looking at the remaining seven or eight fellow disciples who were still somewhat fearful and uneasy, Qin Li smiled wryly and said to Qin Chuan.

Recruiting disciples and strengthening the Qingyun Sect is now an urgent matter.

"If the foundation is not solid, the ground will shake. Better to have nothing than something of poor quality."

Qin Chuan stood with his hands behind his back in front of the newly renovated main hall, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"But if you want to attract talented people, you must first make a name for yourself. How can an unknown and dilapidated sect attract people of insight?"

“Make a name for yourself? Master, I just remembered something. The One Qi Dao Alliance’s ‘Blue Sky Conference,’ held every thirty-six years, will be held at its headquarters near Wangquan Manor at the beginning of next month.”

Qin Li pondered for a moment and said:

"That is a grand gathering for the younger generation of the Dao Alliance, and an excellent stage to inspire talent and showcase potential! At that time, young talents from all the major families and top sects of the Dao Alliance will gather together. If you can make a name for yourself here, it will surely shake the entire Dao Alliance!"

"Blue Sky Conference?"

Qin Chuan's eyes flickered slightly. He remembered that this was an important ceremony for the human race to discover new talents in the fox demon world, and the core of it was that mysterious black spirit stone.

It is said that this is a legacy left by the third young master of Aolai Kingdom.

Those with higher talent are better able to see the scenes contained within spirit stones, and may even be able to comprehend powerful supernatural abilities and spells from them.

Qin Li nodded, looking troubled.

"However, this conference is of extremely high caliber, and only the core families of the Dao Alliance and the top sects are qualified to be invited to participate. Our Qingyun Sect is not even qualified to enter the venue."

"Qualifications?" Qin Chuan revealed a calm yet sharp smile. "Rules are made for those who abide by them. Since they won't send an invitation to Qingyun Sect, then we'll go get it ourselves."

Qin Li's heart skipped a beat. Looking at her master's calm yet powerfully confident expression, her worry was instantly replaced by a burning fighting spirit: "Disciple understands! Master, I will go and prepare right away!"

Qin Chuan turned around, gave a few brief instructions to the disciples who remained, taught them the first level of the "Spiritual Source Initial Guidance Technique", and left behind some basic mountain-protecting restrictions.

"Guard the mountain gate and devote yourself to cultivation. We await your return."

After settling the last remaining assets of the Qingyun Sect, Qin Chuan, along with Qin Li, embarked on a journey to Wangquan Manor and the headquarters of the Yiqi Dao Alliance.

With a clear objective, arriving uninvited, and making a name for themselves!

A few days later, the mountain range outside Wangquan Manor, where the headquarters of the Yiqi Dao Alliance was located, was bustling with activity.

Auspicious clouds swirl around, and banners flutter in the wind.

On the vast white jade plaza, groups of young disciples from various prominent families and top sects, dressed in Taoist robes of various colors, stood in small groups, each exuding confidence and extraordinary bearing.

The air was thick with tension, anticipation, and competition.

The scions of noble families chatted and laughed, sizing up each other's potential rivals with scrutiny in their eyes, as well as the arrogance of being chosen ones.

Small, unknown sects like Qingyun Sect are naturally not on their radar.

Qin Chuan and Qin Li blended in on the periphery of the bustling crowd, completely inconspicuous.

Qin Chuan had already perfectly concealed his demonic aura, transforming himself into someone indistinguishable from an ordinary human cultivator.

Qin Li appeared somewhat nervous, her palms slightly sweaty, and she kept glancing at the powerful peers around her.

"Master, the security is tight. Without an invitation, we probably won't even be able to get into the inner area..."

Qin Li said in a low voice, looking at the Dao Alliance guards at the entrance of the square, whose auras were calm and whose eyes were sharp.

"Just follow me."

Qin Chuan spoke calmly and strode toward the most heavily guarded entrance.