Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

"What? It's true, really?"

Liu Er suddenly snapped back to reality and pressed for an answer.

Qin Chuan turned to look at her, his gaze deep, and instead of answering, asked, "Second Miss, have you ever been brought back to life?"

Liu Er shuddered, and countless images flashed through his golden eyes in an instant.

That brutal battle, the terrifying creatures from outside the circle, the fall of her eldest brother, her and her third brother's desperate resistance, ultimately succumbing to their defeat, their consciousness sinking into darkness.

Then came an incredible resurgence; the third brother became stronger than ever before and pulled her back from the brink of death as well.

That memory was buried deep in her heart, but Qin Chuan suddenly unearthed it at this moment.

She composed herself and readily admitted:

"Yes. But what does that have to do with the Underworld? Reincarnation here only applies to human souls. I am a demon, and even more so a spirit monkey of heaven and earth. Even if I perish, my true spirit is not under the jurisdiction of this place."

“The Yellow Springs Underworld is naturally out of the question.” Qin Chuan’s gaze seemed to pierce through the dark underworld, looking towards a higher and more distant existence. “But what about an existence of an even higher status?”

"A higher position?" Six Ears frowned, puzzled. "Who are you talking about? In this world, is there anyone higher than my third brother in his prime..."

Her words came to an abrupt halt as an unbelievable thought entered her mind.

Qin Chuan didn't let her guess any further, and directly revealed the answer: "It is the will of this world itself."

"Back then, the invasion of extraterrestrial creatures threatened the very foundation of the world's existence. In order to save itself, the world's will chose the deceased Third Young Master as its 'agent,' not only resurrecting him but also granting him power far exceeding his former strength. And you, as his closest relative and an important fighting force, were also able to be reborn as a result."

These words struck Liu Er like a thunderbolt from the heavens, leaving her frozen in place, her golden eyes filled with unbelievable shock!

At the same time, an extremely faint and deeply hidden fluctuation of consciousness emanated from a single hair on Liu Er's body. Clearly, the Third Young Master, far away in Aolai Kingdom, was also completely shocked by Qin Chuan's earth-shattering deduction!

Qin Chuan ignored their shock and continued to ponder:

"Dongfang Yuechu, Wang Quanfugui—is this yet another attempt by the world's will? No matter how tortuous the process may be, the pivotal figures it 'chooses' will always be born and grow in various ways to ensure that the general direction of the 'story' moves in a way that benefits the world..."

Meanwhile, Liu Er and that wisp of the Third Young Master's consciousness were simultaneously contemplating another terrifying possibility:

Perhaps, Qin Chuan himself is the most successful and powerful means of self-salvation for the world's will!

Otherwise, how can we explain how this half-demon, who appeared out of nowhere, could grow to a level comparable to or even surpass theirs at such an unbelievable speed?

Having figured out what he wanted to verify, Qin Chuan understood and didn't linger any longer.

"Now that this matter is settled, Miss, please make yourself at home."

Before he finished speaking, his figure gradually faded away, and he simply left.

Liu Er stood there, stunned, for a long while before shouting at the air in an annoyed tone, "Come out! What are you hiding for?"

The faint fluctuation of consciousness intensified, transforming into a blurry golden monkey phantom, which was a wisp of the Third Young Master's divine thought incarnation.

The Third Young Master's voice carried a dry laugh and an unprecedented solemnity.

"You heard everything?"

Six Ears glared at him.

“I heard you.” The Third Young Master’s illusory figure flickered. “He sees things more clearly and is more important than we imagined.”

The two remained silent for a moment, both still deeply affected by Qin Chuan's words.

"So," Liu Er suddenly changed his tone, with a dangerous undertone, "you had ulterior motives when you asked me to deliver this thing? You wanted to 'sell' me, your sister, to exchange for his bloodline and create a bunch of little thugs to deal with future crises?"

The third young master's illusory figure visibly stiffened, and he chuckled awkwardly:

"Sis, don't put it so harshly. I'm just thinking about the bigger picture. Besides, you've been single for so many years. In this world, who else is good enough for you besides him? As your younger brother, I have to consider your future, don't I?"

He quickly spoke up for Qin Chuan, saying, "Although he has many female confidantes, he is truly sincere and responsible to each and every one of them! He almost risked his life for me back then because of Tu Shan Hong Hong! With such character, loyalty, and righteousness, he is absolutely trustworthy!"

Liu Er listened, his face still stern, and he snorted, but his eyes involuntarily darted around, as if a string in his heart had been gently plucked.

She ignored the Third Young Master's illusory figure, turned around and transformed into a golden light, heading directly back towards Qingyun Peak.

The phantom of the third young master looked in the direction his sister had left, chuckled, and muttered, "There's a chance!"

Then it vanished into the cold, damp winds of the underworld.

The dark underworld returned to silence once more, with only the Yellow Springs River flowing tirelessly, carrying countless souls toward the afterlife.

And some ripples concerning the fate of the world have already quietly spread.

Chapter 61 Dragon and Tiger Clash: Newcomer Competition

At the summit of Qingyun Peak, a high platform is built.

The white marble base gleamed with a warm luster in the morning light, and the cloud patterns and bird designs carved on the edge of the base were lifelike, as if they were about to take flight into the sky at any moment.

The joint rookie competition between the two races was held as scheduled and was a resounding success.

Below the cloud platform, crowds thronged, the blue robes of human cultivators contrasting with the exotic fur of demon talents.

At the edge of the stands, vendors hawked their spirit fruits and talismans, while children stood on tiptoe, clinging to the railings, their eyes filled with longing for the arena.

With a clear chime, the competition officially began. The light from the magical artifacts unleashed by the human cultivators and the demonic arts used by the demon race complemented each other, rendering the entire sky radiant with color.

Cheers, exclamations, and the sounds of clashing spells filled the air, creating a sea of ​​excitement.

An elderly man in the front row stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly, while a young girl in the back row cheered loudly for her favorite contestant. Even the sparrows perched on the treetops were infected by the lively atmosphere and occasionally let out a clear chirp.

However, on this stage where geniuses gathered, the brilliance of two individuals shone like the bright moon in the sky, completely overshadowing the other stars.

First, there is Dongfang Yuechu, who possesses the pure bloodline of the Dongfang Spirit Clan. His spiritual power is vast and boundless, and when he circulates it, he can even cause the surrounding spiritual energy to tremble slightly.

Moreover, he was exceptionally intelligent and mastered many demonic spells without a teacher, using them with ease.

When fighting, he never plays by the rules. One second he is burning his opponent's magic weapon with pure Yang Flame, and the next second he summons vines to entangle his opponent's ankle. His fighting style is agile and unpredictable, often surprising, yet incredibly powerful.

Whenever he won, he would wave to the stands, eliciting screams from the girls.

Secondly, there is Wang Quan Fugui. As the new generation of sword genius in the Wang Quan family, he is taciturn and has never uttered a word from beginning to end, but his sword heart is clear and he has long since comprehended the true meaning of Wang Quan's sword intent.

Even though he held a sword of only ordinary grade, the sword energy he unleashed when he swung it was incomparably sharp, capable of cutting through treasures and breaking through magic, and was indestructible.

In battle, he never hesitates. With a flash of his sword, his opponent's magic is shattered. Often, the opponent cannot even withstand a single blow before being defeated and admitting defeat.

The audience, while filled with awe at his imposing presence, couldn't help but applaud his swordsmanship.

Two chosen ones, truly deserving of their title.

However, this competition is not entirely a stage for these two to perform solo.

Two individuals, however, still captivated the attention with their unique charm.

One of them was Huan Du Luolan, the princess of the Southern Kingdom.

She had no interest in this joint competition between the two races, thinking it was just a bunch of juniors vying for victory. But when she heard that the champion of the competition would become Qin Chuan's closed-door disciple, she almost immediately pulled her best friend Lan Dieyuan along and signed up without hesitation.

In the past, her father had personally visited her, wanting her to become Qin Chuan's disciple. At that time, she was proud and arrogant, and because of the poisonous teacher incident, she harbored resentment towards Qin Chuan. She refused on the spot and even said a few angry words.

However, times have changed.

Qin Chuan not only rescued his mother and helped her family reunite, but also effortlessly killed the ferocious creatures from outside the circle during the battle at Wuhuang Mountain. His near-invincible demeanor was deeply imprinted in her heart.

All of this had long since transformed her minor dissatisfaction into boundless gratitude, and even fostered an indescribable admiration.

After that, she took the initiative to ask her father, the emperor, to send many secret manuals of poison techniques treasured by the Southern Kingdom royal family to Qingyun Peak. She even personally escorted them, just to take this opportunity to stay by Qin Chuan's side.

Unfortunately, Qingyun Peak was neither too big nor too small. Qin Chuan was either in seclusion or traveling around all year round. She had been on the mountain for a long time, and could only see him when he gave a public sermon.

This competition is undoubtedly the best opportunity for her to get up close and have a long-term relationship with Qin Chuan.

Therefore, she must win!

The other one is Yang Tian, ​​a genius young man from the Yang family, a prominent family in the Dao Alliance.

Not only was he exceptionally talented and his cultivation progressed rapidly, but what was even more astonishing was that he seemed to possess an extremely pure and powerful demonic energy within him, which was perfectly integrated with human magic.

Some knowledgeable cultivators secretly speculated that this child was probably a reincarnated soulmate who had inherited some of the power of his former demon partner.

After all, if ordinary human cultivators were to have demonic power mixed into their bodies, their cultivation would either regress or they would explode and die. Only those who are reincarnated and continue their destiny can so perfectly fuse the power of the two races.

Whenever someone mentions this matter, Yang Tian simply smiles faintly and never defends himself, but a complex light flashes deep in his eyes.

Dongfang Yuechu, Wang Quanfugui, Huan Duluolan, and Yang Tian have become the four most dazzling stars in this competition, and all the spectators are discussing who will ultimately win the championship.

Some people believe that Wang Quan Fugui's sword intent is unmatched and he will definitely win the championship; others are optimistic about Dongfang Yuechu's agility and believe that he can achieve victory by surprise; still others support Huan Du Luolan or Yang Tian and hope that they can create surprises.

Due to the deliberate arrangement by the higher-ups, the four players did not meet before the final semi-finals, each advancing through different competition zones and continuously improving their skills.

Until the final two matches were decided, Wang Quan Fugui faced Huan Du Luolan, and Dongfang Yuechu faced Yang Tian.

The winner will compete for the one and only, highly coveted position of Qin Chuan's closed-door disciple.

The first battle was between Wang Quan Fugui and Huan Du Luolan.

On the arena, Huan Du Luo Lan held nothing back from the very beginning. She made hand seals with her fingertips, and a dense poisonous miasma instantly spread around her. The black mist was interspersed with seven-colored light spots, which was a sign that the power of the Myriad Poisons Body was beginning to show.

The colorful lights coalesced in the air, transforming into various ferocious venomous creatures such as snakes, scorpions, and bees, surging towards Wang Quanfugui, who stood holding a sword.

Huan Du Luo Lan's pretty face was frosty, her beautiful eyes fixed on her opponent, every movement precise and ruthless, she was giving it her all.

However, Wang Quanfugui simply stood quietly, his sword held horizontally in his hand, his gaze calm and unwavering, as if the attack of ten thousand poisons before him was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

The next moment, he slightly turned his wrist, and a pure, condensed, and incomparably domineering golden sword intent soared into the sky!

The sword intent was like a blazing sun, radiating righteous energy, and wherever it went, the air seemed to be distorted by the heat.

Wherever the sword intent goes, all poisons are repelled!

No matter how turbulent and ever-changing the poisonous fog was, or how menacing the poisonous creatures were, under the dazzling sword light, they all dissipated and melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun, leaving not a trace behind.

The King's Sword Intent is formed from the power of heaven and earth, and is specifically designed to destroy all evil and magic. It is the nemesis of poisons.

Huan Du Luo Lan's Ten Thousand Poisons Body was not yet fully developed, and the power and control of her poisons were far from their peak. She was simply no match for this extremely sharp sword intent.

She gritted her teeth and persevered, constantly stimulating the toxins in her body in an attempt to find a weakness in her opponent. However, Wang Quan Fugui's swordplay was flawless, and every sword strike perfectly blocked her attack.

After only a dozen or so rounds, a sharp yet measured sword aura swept past Huan Du Luo Lan's sleeve and cleaved the railing of the arena behind her.

She lost her balance and was forced to the edge of the ring. Although she was not injured, she was already showing signs of defeat and had no power to fight back.

"I lost..."

Huan Du Luolan bit her lip, her voice trembling slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment and disappointment, and even more so with the sadness of a failed plan.

She looked towards the high platform, which had been her hope of getting closer to Qin Chuan, but now, even that only chance had been lost.