Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Inside the majestic meeting place of Tushan, all the demons held their breath.

Tu Shan Honghong stood on the high platform, her fair hand gently raised, her demonic power as vast as the ocean, and the invisible pressure made all the great demons present feel trembling.

With her insulated hand that ignores all magical artifacts and her unfathomable demonic power, she overpowered all others and became the undisputed new leader of the Demon Alliance.

At this moment, she held a jade slip in her hand, exuding an ancient and profound aura, and her voice, clear and cold, resounded throughout the entire venue:

"This is the 'Demon Essence Refining Treasure Technique,' created specifically for our demon race. It can resolve the long-standing predicament that our race's ability to wield magical treasures is far inferior to that of the human race."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a thunderous exclamation and discussion!

The art of controlling magical treasures has always been a weakness of the demon race when facing human cultivators.

This technique is tantamount to opening a door to a completely new realm of power for the demon race. Its significance is so great that it can be called an epoch-making innovation!

Tu Shan Hong Hong's reputation reached an unprecedented peak at this moment, fulfilling the desires of the demons and the expectations of the masses.

However, faced with the fervent gazes of the demons and their almost worshipful urges, Honghong shook her head slightly, her tone calm and unwavering:

"This achievement was not created by me. I am merely announcing it to the world on behalf of others."

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Such an astonishing feat, yet it wasn't created by the Alliance Leader? Who was it then?

Shi Kuan, the Demon Emperor of Beishan, a great demon known for his strength and straightforwardness, was the first to ask a question in a deep, booming voice:

"Alliance Leader, may I ask who exactly is the creator of this divine skill?"

Honghong's gaze swept over the myriad demons below the stage, finally settling on the distant horizon. A hint of warmth flickered deep within her fox-like eyes, and her voice, though still clear and cold, carried a subtle softening:

"He is a very important person to me. As for his identity, the time is not yet right, so I cannot reveal it. When the time is right, you will all know."

Just as she uttered the words "a very important person," a figure in blue, like a wisp of light merging into the wind, silently appeared high up at the edge of the venue.

It was Qin Chuan who rushed over.

Despite his travel-worn appearance, his gaze immediately locked onto the red figure on the high platform.

As if by telepathy, Honghong's gaze pierced through the noisy demon horde and landed precisely on him.

There were no words, no actions.

The two stood far apart, silently gazing at each other in the midst of the clamor that had attracted the attention of countless demons.

A gentle smile curved Qin Chuan's lips, and the almost imperceptible warmth on his red, icy face finally transformed into a faint, yet real, smile.

Everything was understood without words. He witnessed her success, and she knew of his arrival. Their feelings and goals were clear the moment their eyes met.

As the hustle and bustle of the Demon Alliance Conference subsided, Tushan returned to tranquility.

Beneath the enormous, sorrowful tree, petals fall in profusion, and moonlight shines like gauze.

Qin Chuan and Tu Shan Honghong stood side by side, their shadows stretching long in the moonlight.

"Congratulations." Qin Chuan's voice broke the silence, carrying a sincere smile. "The title of Demon Alliance Leader is well-deserved. The timing of the release of the 'Demon Essence Refining Treasure Technique' is also perfect."

Honghong tilted her head slightly, the moonlight outlining her perfect profile: "If it weren't for your merit, how could I have such prestige? Qin Chuan, a half-master among humans, is now as renowned as the sun in the sky among humans."

The two exchanged a glance and saw the solemnity and responsibility in each other's eyes.

Today, one of them is recognized by the human race as a "half-master," imparting knowledge and skills, benefiting all living beings; the other is the leader of the Demon Alliance, commanding all demons, with unparalleled prestige.

A prestigious position also means greater responsibility and resistance.

"The feud between the two races has lasted for thousands of years and cannot be resolved in a day." Qin Chuan's voice deepened. "The ice of hatred requires even greater power to break through."

Honghong's eyes narrowed slightly, and she immediately understood what he meant: "You mean outside the circle?"

"That's right. The higher-ups of both the human and demon races are aware of the existence of beings from outside the circle."

"But the 'circle' drawn by the Third Young Master is like an insurmountable barrier, keeping the threat out. If we are too comfortable for too long, we will turn a blind eye to it, or even regard it as a distant legend rather than an imminent crisis. This is our biggest obstacle, but it may also be our biggest opportunity."

"An opportunity?" Honghong seemed to be thinking.

A profound light flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes:

“Since real extraterrestrial beings cannot enter the circle, we will ‘create’ one. Using the remains of extraterrestrial beings left behind and sealed within the circle, we will artificially ‘activate’ or ‘cultivate’ a controllable ‘extraterrestrial threat’ that is enough to cause panic among the higher-ups.”

Honghong instantly understood his plan, and her icy blue eyes lit up:

"Using this disguised 'enemy from outside the circle' as bait, we'll force the higher-ups of both the human and demon races to temporarily set aside their grudges and join forces against the enemy! Under this common threat, once cooperation begins, the seeds of trust can begin to sprout, laying the foundation for true reconciliation in the future!"

That's exactly what I meant.

Qin Chuan looked at her approvingly:

"Moreover, as far as I know, the Third Young Master's 'circle' is not eternal. It will eventually dissipate. When that happens, a true enemy from outside the circle will descend. If the two races remain disorganized and fight their own battles, the only outcome will be annihilation. We must make everyone understand that unity is the only way to survive. This 'man-made threat' is the first blow to sound the alarm."

The plan was bold and dangerous, but it hit the nail on the head.

Honghong remained silent for a long time, looking at the figure in front of her who always seemed to have a keen eye for the future and a far-sighted plan, and a warm feeling and emotion welled up in her heart.

"Qin Chuan," she called softly, her voice less cold than usual and more gentle, "It's so good to have you here."

She lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes casting soft shadows in the moonlight, and for the first time revealed some of her deeply hidden feelings:

"Actually, among the three of us sisters, Rongrong is the most intelligent, and Yaya is exceptionally talented. As the older sister, I often feel that I am the most useless. It is only for them and for Tushan that I have to pretend to be strong and omnipotent. If it weren't for you, supporting me all the way, answering my questions, and sharing my burdens, I don't know if I could have come this far, let alone shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the leader of the Demon Alliance."

Qin Chuan smiled gently upon hearing this.

He reached out and gently brushed away a petal of bittersweet love that had fallen on Honghong's shoulder, his movements natural and tender.

"Honghong, you're wrong."

His voice carried a reassuring power:

"You are indeed not as shrewd as Rongrong, nor as gifted as Yaya. But the most dazzling light in you is your responsibility and perseverance as the eldest sister. It is that determination and resilience that you have shown in order to protect your loved ones and your home that is enough to shake the heavens and the earth. This heart is the foundation that has supported you to this day."

His gaze was sincere and resolute:

"Even without me, I believe that for Rongrong and Yaya, for Tushan, you will do your best and do everything you should. You are much stronger than you think."

Honghong raised her head and met his gentle yet firm gaze, her heart trembling slightly.

She knew his words came from the bottom of his heart.

However, she gently shook her head, her icy blue eyes clearly reflecting Qin Chuan's figure:

"Perhaps. But without you, even if I had done all of this, I would probably never have been happy."

These words, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, created ripples in Qin Chuan's heart.

The smile on his face froze for a moment, and a complex and unfathomable emotion flashed deep in his eyes.

My destiny has no trace...

The original trajectory uncontrollably surfaced in his mind:

The Lord of Tushan before me is just as powerful, just as burdened with heavy responsibilities, yet he carries an unspeakable burden of shackles and pain. In the depths of his fox-like eyes, there has perhaps never been true joy or relief, only endless loneliness and weariness under the weight of responsibility.

Silence spread beneath the bitter love tree, with only the soft sound of petals falling.

This silence is an acquiescence to Honghong's words, and a silent sigh for that heavy "original" trajectory.

After a long silence, Qin Chuan finally spoke, his voice filled with deep emotion and heartfelt wishes:

"Then, I wish you, Honghong, that no matter what lies ahead, you will always be happy and never sad."

He didn't say anything more, but looked at Honghong deeply, as if he wanted to etch her appearance into his heart.

Then, just as he had arrived, the cyan figure quietly blended into the night wind and disappeared among the fluttering petals of the bitter love story.

Honghong stood quietly in the spot, gazing in the direction he had left, remaining motionless for a long time.

The moonlight shone on her, making her appear cold and lonely.

After a long while, she silently recited in her heart:

"Qin Chuan, I also wish you all the best and that all your wishes come true."

"Hehehe..."

A low, seductive laugh suddenly came from the roots of the Bitter Love Tree.

Feng Xi, suppressed by powerful restrictions, let out a voice like a venomous snake:

"How touching, my dear Miss Honghong. You are clearly full of love, yet you only dare to silently wish him well from behind? Love should be pursued passionately! Hate should be retaliated against decisively! Your restraint and hesitation will only leave you with regrets! If you don't take the initiative, there will be plenty of women chasing after someone like Qin Chuan!"

Feng did her best to provoke Honghong, trying to ignite the resentment and possessiveness in her heart.

Tu Shan Honghong slowly turned around, facing the direction from which the sound came. Her face was expressionless, her icy blue eyes like unyielding ice, clearly reflecting Feng Xi's twisted soul.

Her voice regained the coldness and majesty of the Demon Alliance leader, carrying a faint, condescending pity:

"Feng Xi, you don't understand love at all. At least, you don't understand what's between me and Qin Chuan."

Her gaze pierced through the seal, as if seeing into the twisted depths of Feng Xi's soul:

"What we have has long transcended the narrow scope of romantic love. It is a spiritual resonance based on shared beliefs and pursuits, a trust and bond between like-minded people moving forward side by side towards the same grand goal. This feeling does not need to be spoken; we both know it, and that is enough. Your provocation is childish and ridiculous."

Enraged by Hong Hong's all-knowing gaze and nonchalant attitude, Feng Xi's soul fluctuated violently.

"Arrogant! You are childish and laughable! Reconciliation between humans and demons? A pipe dream! The illusion you pursue is destined to burst! Everything you have done will be in vain! I'll be waiting to see the day your dreams collapse!"

Faced with Feng Xi's hysterical curses, Tu Shan Hong Hong's expression remained unchanged. She simply responded calmly, each word carrying immense weight:

"Is that so? Then please keep a close eye on it."

"I'll be watching!"

Under the moonlight, the massive canopy of the Bitter Love Tree swayed gently, as if silently witnessing the clash of these ideas.

Her red figure appeared resolute and aloof under the tree, her gaze once again fixed on the distance where Qin Chuan had departed, and where their shared blueprint for the future lay.

Chapter 34 Golden Dawn, Making Use of Waste!

Qingyun Peak is shrouded in mist and clouds, quiet and serene.

Qin Chuan appeared quietly, and a moment later, a woman came as summoned.

She was draped in a black cloak, with a beautiful face, but her eyes revealed a focus and curiosity far beyond that of ordinary people. She was none other than Li Muchen, who had devoted herself to the study of Tao for ten years.

Li Muchen bowed respectfully, his eyes filled with the usual anticipation he felt before speaking with Qin Chuan.

"How have you been lately? I have been studying the Daoist canon and have made some progress. My conjecture about the resonance between spiritual veins and demonic power seems to have advanced further..."