Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

"Wait! You're saying that Long Ba and Long Jiu didn't kill that Monkey San from Aolai Kingdom back then because they had other feelings for each other? Impossible! With that damned monkey's ruthless nature, would he show mercy because of that? He didn't even blink an eye back at Huangfeng Ridge..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was clear; her puffed-up expression seemed to suggest she was standing up for Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan felt the force on his arm and couldn't help but chuckle. He raised his free hand and habitually ruffled Ya Ya's soft hair, explaining:

“It wasn’t that he showed mercy, but that at the time, he couldn’t kill Long Ba and Long Jiu, who had developed ‘hearts’.”

"Can't be killed?"

Ya Ya raised an eyebrow, clearly disbelieving, but she seemed to enjoy the gentle stroking on her head, like a cat being stroked, her fierce aura slightly subdued.

"The Dragon Clan, like the Eastern Spirit Clan, is essentially a fighting race that the Third Young Master attempted to create, modeled after the Bitter Love Tree, a divine object from outer space, in order to better combat creatures outside the circle."

Qin Chuan revealed a deeper secret. His gaze swept over the three shocked sisters and finally landed on Ya Ya, patiently explaining the reasons behind it.

Throughout his narration, he never let go of Honghong's hand, gently stroking the back of her hand with his thumb, bringing a soothing force.

At this moment, Honghong still had her brows furrowed, looking at Fengxi with resentment in her eyes but also with a hint of fear, unable to make a decision.

Killing her would be too painful, given the debt of gratitude she had given him; but if he didn't kill her, how could he face the lovers and families who had suffered so much because of her?

She subconsciously leaned closer to Qin Chuan, almost resting half her weight on him for support.

Seeing Honghong struggling, Qin Chuan gently pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on her smooth forehead, whispering tenderly:

"I'll make the decision on this matter."

Honghong looked up at him with teary eyes, her gaze filled with questioning and a hint of relief. She softly hummed in agreement, entrusting the decision to him with complete trust.

“Ya Ya is right. Feng Xi’s crimes are too numerous to count. If she is simply imprisoned as before, it would be the greatest injustice to the victim. She must pay the ultimate price for everything she has done.”

As Qin Chuan spoke, he tightened his arms around Hong Hong, giving her the strength to bear everything.

Feng Xi's body trembled violently, and a desperate, fierce light flashed in his eyes.

There are many kinds of death.

Qin Chuan changed the subject, feeling Rongrong quietly grasp his other hand as well. He returned her gaze with gentle warmth.

"The way I gave her death was the annihilation of her 'personality,' the removal of her mind from her body."

He turned to look at Feng Xi, his gaze seemingly piercing through her soul:

“I will sever all your current personality, memories, obsessions, and sins, leaving only your most original and pure soul and foundation of power. You will be like a newborn baby, a blank sheet of paper untouched by ink.”

Then, he looked at Honghong in his arms and Rongrong and Yaya beside him:

"And this newborn soul will be carefully taught by you, her former 'daughters,' and guided towards goodness. She will become a true matchmaker, working tirelessly for true love in the world. In this way, she will both atone for her sins and fulfill your karmic obligations."

This decision both gave Feng Xi the punishment she deserved, as the current "she" will die completely, and also took into account the feelings of the three Hong sisters, giving the "new" Feng Xi a chance to atone for her sins and start over.

Upon hearing this, the three Hong sisters all showed a complex yet ultimately acquiescing expression in their eyes.

Honghong gently buried her face in Qin Chuan's shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you... thank you for making the decision for me..."

Ya Ya also pouted, but in the end she leaned back against Qin Chuan and muttered softly, "That's fine too."

Rongrong gently squeezed Qin Chuan's hand, smiled with narrowed eyes, and said, "Brother Qin Chuan is so thoughtful."

"No! No! Qin Chuan! You can't do this! Kill me! Just kill me!"

Feng Xi panicked completely. She screamed and struggled. She would rather perish in body and soul than endure the terror of having her "self" completely erased!

"Honghong! Yaya! Rongrong! I am your mother! Are you just going to watch him treat me like this?! Help me!"

She then turned to the three sisters and pleaded, tears streaming down her face.

"Ha, now you remember it's your mother? What about when you were scheming against your sister?"

Ya Ya turned her head away with a cold laugh.

Rongrong sighed softly, closed her eyes, and gripped Qin Chuan's hand even tighter.

A flicker of pain flashed in Honghong's eyes, but she resolutely turned her gaze away, burying her face deeper into Qin Chuan's neck, absorbing the reassuring scent emanating from him.

No one paid any attention to Feng Xi's struggles, pleas, and final curses.

Amidst Feng Xi's desperate roar, Qin Chuan pointed his fingers like a sword, his fingertips shimmering with a primordial light, and gently touched her brow.

There was no earth-shattering fanfare, only an erasure that seemed to originate from the very level of rules.

The resentment, madness, fear, and scheming in Feng Xi's eyes...

All the emotions and personality traits belonging to "Black Fox Lady" faded and disappeared quickly, like words erased by an eraser.

Her body also shrank and changed within the light...

Finally, the light faded.

Standing in place was a little girl who looked about seven or eight years old, wearing a pink dress and with soft black hair tied in pigtails.

She opened her large, clear, and bewildered eyes, timidly looking at everything unfamiliar around her, at the three 'big sisters' in front of her whose auras made her feel both strange and inexplicably close, and at the 'big brother' who was surrounded by the sisters and made her feel incredibly safe.

Honghong lifted her head from Qin Chuan's arms, took a deep breath, stepped forward, knelt down, and looked tenderly at this new life, whispering:

"From today onwards, your name is Tu Shan Qianqian. You are our little sister. In the future, you will become a matchmaker, just like us, helping others to convey their longing, okay?"

The little girl, Tu Shan Qianqian, blinked her big eyes. Although she didn't fully understand, she instinctively felt a fondness for this gentleness.

She first glanced at the older brother behind her who made her feel at ease, and seeing him smile and nod encouragingly, she turned back, nodded her little head at Honghong with a bewildered look, and repeated softly:

"Hmm... Sisi... I understand."

The blossoms of the bitter love tree drifted down silently, gently sprinkling upon Qin Chuan and the three sisters who were embracing each other, as well as the newborn infant, as if tenderly witnessing the end of a sin and the beginning of a pure new life.

Chapter 66 Flower Fruit Mountain, Water Curtain Cave

After dealing with the matter of Feng Xi, Qin Chuan did not linger in Tu Shan for long.

With one step, his figure crossed the vast Dragon Bay and arrived at the border of Aolai Kingdom, an overseas land shrouded in mysterious mist and rarely visited by ordinary cultivators.

The sea breeze was salty and the waves were surging. The fairy island where Aolai Kingdom was located was faintly visible in the mist, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

He had just stood still when a golden light rushed over and landed in front of him, transforming into the figure of Six Ears.

She was slightly out of breath, and her golden eyes held a hint of urgency. She had obviously rushed over from Qingyun Peak as soon as she sensed Qin Chuan's presence in Aolai Kingdom.

How did you end up here?

Liu Er's tone was filled with undisguised worry, and his gaze swept back and forth between him and Aolai Kingdom, clearly fearing that he would clash with his own short-tempered younger brother.

Qin Chuan found her nervous appearance somewhat amusing and deliberately asked:

"Why did you rush here so urgently, Miss? Are you worried that I'll be hurt by your third brother, or that I'll hurt him?"

This question startled Liu Er.

Upon closer reflection, she realized that her subconscious worries actually included both of these!

It's understandable to worry about my third brother, but why am I so worried about Qin Chuan, an "outsider," getting hurt? Why did I rush over to stand in his way?

Could it be that I've actually developed feelings for this guy?

Thinking of this, even Liu Er, who had lived for countless years and seen many storms, couldn't help but blush, and his eyes became somewhat evasive.

She had never experienced such awkward emotions before.

Seeing her rarely show such a girlish side, Qin Chuan couldn't help but smile gently and comfort her:

"Don't worry, I'm here as a guest, not to cause trouble. No one will get hurt."

Liu Er was taken aback again upon hearing this, and blinked: "Then why did you ask that question just now?"

"It was just a joke," Qin Chuan said with a smile.

Liu Er immediately realized that this guy was clearly teasing her on purpose, wanting to see her reaction!

The thought that her incredibly resourceful younger brother was probably watching and laughing in secret, perhaps even rolling around in the Water Curtain Cave, filled her with shame and anger.

"You two...you're both no good! I can't be bothered with you anymore!"

She stomped her foot, uttered a single sentence, and transformed into golden light as she departed in shame and indignation, her retreating figure conveying a sense of fleeing in disarray.

After Liu Er left, the invisible and powerful barrier surrounding Aolai Kingdom quietly dissipated, and the clouds and mist surged, revealing a path leading into the depths.

A slightly awkward yet formal voice resounded directly in Qin Chuan's mind: "Please come into the Water Curtain Cave for a chat."

Qin Chuan strolled in, passing through waterfalls and springs, and finally stepped into the legendary Water Curtain Cave.

The cave was not as glittering as one might imagine; instead, it was rustic and natural, with stone tables and benches, and the fragrance of spiritual fruits.

The most eye-catching figure was the Third Young Master of Aolai Kingdom, sitting cross-legged on a stone platform deep inside the cave.

At this moment, he no longer presents himself with the aloof and superior demeanor that he once did, shrouded in golden light.

His face was clearly visible, showing a sharp and arrogant look, yet also revealing a deep-seated weariness.

What's even more chilling is that above his head floats a strange magical artifact that exudes an indescribable sense of oppression!

The magic weapon resembled a miniature mountain peak, and also faintly revealed the shape of five fingers. It exuded an extremely heavy aura at all times, as if it was suppressing most of the Third Young Master's power!

This is the magical treasure from beyond the heavens!

The third young master looked up at Qin Chuan with a complex expression, but the previous disdain and contempt were gone.

Because he could clearly sense that Qin Chuan before him possessed an aura as deep as the sea, and his mind was perfectly harmonious and flawless, truly standing on the same level as him.

The third young master gestured to the stone bench beside him, his tone calm, yet carrying a rare hint of politeness.

With a wave of his hand, a plate of peaches shrouded in spiritual energy and a pot of celestial wine appeared on the stone table.

"A specialty of Aolai Kingdom, have a taste."

Qin Chuan didn't stand on ceremony. After taking a seat, he picked up a cup of fine wine and drank it all in one gulp, praising, "Good wine."

Setting down his wine glass, he stated his purpose directly: "I have come here for two reasons. First, I want to see this celestial artifact that has suppressed you for countless years. Second, I want to return it to its rightful owner."

As he spoke, a white hair appeared at his fingertips and he gently pushed it toward the Third Young Master: "This is something your eldest brother left behind back then, and it should be returned to Aolai Kingdom now."

The third young master took the hair containing immense power, his eyes darkening for a moment before carefully putting it away.

He pointed to the magical artifact above his head, which clung to him like a maggot, his tone tinged with self-mockery:

"This is it. When I was hit by it back then, I lost one-tenth of my strength. What's more troublesome is that even if I create a clone, it will follow me like a shadow and suppress me as well. For the sake of aesthetics, I usually have to use my magic power to transform it into the shape of a hat or headdress."

He sighed deeply, "After years of continuous study and attempts to decipher it, I can only unleash less than 30% of its full power at most."