Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

"Hold your hand!"

The old man's voice arrived before he did.

Sun Wukong clearly recognized the newcomer. He put away his staff and grinned, "Hey? Old Du? What brings you here?"

Pan Zhen's gaze fell on the old man's face. He was stunned for a moment, then his pupils shrank, and a surge of hatred and fear from the long-standing war welled up in his heart.

He will never admit his mistake!

That face belonged to Marshal Dukao, the ruthless and cold-blooded war commander of the Deno system back then!

He was the one who ordered the God of War of the Stars to unleash that star-splitting strike back then!

Dukao first nodded slightly to Sun Wukong and Qin Chuan, then his sharp gaze fell upon Pan Zhen on the Cloud Heaven:

"General Pan Zhen, it's been a long time. Take my advice: take your men and retreat back to Lieyang Star. Earth is far more complex than you see. If you persist in your reckless actions, I fear the history of Lieyang Star's destruction may very well repeat itself."

These words, like precise steps, were delivered perfectly to Pan Zhen's feet.

It both reveals that Earth has unknown trump cards and applies pressure by mentioning the old scars of the Sun Star.

Pan Zhen's expression shifted uncertainly. After a moment of silence, he finally let out a heavy snort and went along with the situation.

"Hmph! Dukao! I didn't expect you to be hiding on this planet too. Fine, for the sake of some past grievances, I, the Blazing Sun Heavenly Dao, will let you off the hook for now!"

He suddenly waved his hand, his voice echoing throughout the heavens: "Issue the order! Evacuate the Crimson Crow Star System and return to the Blazing Sun!"

The massive spaceship began to change direction, its engines roaring loudly.

Before he was completely gone, Pan Zhen's cold and unwilling voice rang out again, echoing in the sky like a curse:

"But remember this! The Way of Heaven has always been there! Not only now, but also in the future! Earth will eventually return to the order of the Way of Heaven!"

Sun Wukong spat at the departing spaceship: "Pah! You stray dog, how dare you bark!"

Ducao ignored Sun Wukong's cursing and swearing. His gaze fell on Qin Chuan, filled with scrutiny, curiosity, and a hint of knowing respect.

He dismounted and bowed respectfully to Qin Chuan: "You must be the Mr. Qin Chuan that Principal Kiran mentioned?"

Qin Chuan wasn't surprised that Dukao recognized him, and nodded slightly: "Kieran mentioned me?"

Dukao nodded, his expression complex:

"Before the Space Principal guided me to Earth, he said that I would meet a variable here who could change many predetermined trajectories, a visitor from beyond time whom he could not fully comprehend. He told me to wait for your arrival."

"Kilan, the God of Time, truly lives up to his reputation."

Qin Chuan gave a brief comment, then asked:

Where is he now?

Dukao's face showed a hint of emotion and awe: "In order to pursue the truth of the ultimate fear, the principal has long since transcended the form of organic life and ventured into the edge of that known universe and the void. He said that only there is it possible to glimpse a trace of the truth."

Upon hearing this, a look of understanding flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes.

All of this was exactly the same as what he knew.

Kieran, this persistent and great scholar, ultimately embarked on that lonely and dangerous path.

And his own journey in this world will eventually draw him closer and closer to this path.

Chapter 10 The Victorious Fighting Buddha? The Great Sage Equal to Heaven!

On the shore of the East China Sea, waves crash against the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

The lingering energy waves in the sky had not completely dissipated; wisps of golden light intertwined with darkness, reflecting on the ravaged coastline below and telling the story of the fierce battle that had just taken place.

Dukao stood on the charred rocks, the sea breeze ruffling the hem of his official robes. His expression was extremely solemn as he conveyed Kieran's final words of advice to Qin Chuan before his departure.

"The Space Principal is well aware that his journey is venturing into the unknown, fraught with danger, and his return date is uncertain."

His voice was deep and resonant, each word carrying immense weight:

"The Super God Academy is the culmination of his and countless predecessors' painstaking efforts, a precious spark for responding to unpredictable future crises and guiding the path of civilization's evolution. He earnestly requests that you take charge of the Super God Academy, become its new principal, and lead this great 'super god' cause forward?"

Qin Chuan stood still, his seemingly ordinary clothes seemingly isolating him from all the surrounding noise, creating his own world.

After listening to Dukao's account, he glanced across the vast ocean and pondered for a moment.

He did not immediately refuse this request, which was enough to shake the known universe, but instead put forward his own conditions:

"I can accept the position of principal. But it can only be a nominal one."

Qin Chuan did not intend to be a hands-off manager. In fact, he still had a vast project to refine all the billions of particles around his body into a third-generation divine body. This was a long and arduous process that required him to devote all his energy to it. He really did not have time to deal with the trivial matters of the academy.

More importantly, deep within his eyes, fragments and possibilities of the future are reflected.

He knew that excessive direct intervention might be like the flapping of a butterfly's wings, triggering unpredictable storms, and could even cause the fates of some crucial figures to deviate, or even disappear from this vast sea of ​​stars.

Maintaining a certain degree of detachment and distance might be a better choice.

Upon hearing this, Dukao's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt. Although he could not fully understand the deeper reasons why Qin Chuan was only willing to lend his name, he could clearly feel the determination and profound consideration that transcended the current time and space in the other party's words.

His original intention was not to have someone like Qin Chuan personally handle the tedious daily affairs of the academy.

What he desperately needs is precisely such a legitimate and authoritative "status" that can deter all forces in the known universe.

According to the strict definition of 'god' in the Angelic Civilization, the unfathomable Qin Chuan before us is the rightful 'chief god' of Earth's civilization at this stage!

With the righteous title of Earth's Supreme God personally appointing him as the principal of the Super God Academy, he was able to achieve this.

Only through Dukao and the legacy of Deno that he represents can the precious super-gene seeds of the Deno system be sown without hindrance on this land full of potential, and rightfully guide this still immature Earth civilization towards a magnificent era of super gods.

Previously, he had worked tirelessly in the Tang Dynasty's officialdom, engaging in extensive negotiations and maneuvering. To a large extent, this was all in order to find a reasonable 'name' and 'opportunity' for these super-gene seeds that were crucial to the future, a name that could be presented in the world and accepted by all parties.

Thinking this through, Dukao immediately nodded without hesitation, indicating his full understanding: "I understand. Your nominal position as principal is enough!"

His voice carried a hint of relief and an undisguised anticipation.

On the side, Sun Wukong, carrying his golden cudgel, had long been impatient with these complicated discussions about "gods," "principals," and "gene seeds." To him, these discussions were far less satisfying than a real battle.

The monkey yawned widely, scratched the back of its furry hand, and turned to leave the place that it found so dull and restrictive.

"Wukong, take care."

Ducao called out to him just in time.

"What's up? Lao Du, the fight's over, and I, Lao Sun, don't have time to listen to your rambling nonsense!"

Sun Wukong paused, without turning his head, and impatiently waved his empty hand, his tone very sharp.

Dukao's expression turned serious, and his tone became exceptionally solemn: "I've arranged a training program for you."

Sun Wukong chuckled as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, his golden pupils glancing sideways with an arrogant light:

"I, Old Sun, was born of nature and possess supernatural powers of my own. What need do I have for cultivation? No way! Don't even think about bothering me with these things!"

"If it weren't for Mr. Qin Chuan's timely intervention, the hundreds of thousands of people in the seven cities of the Southern Territory would have already been annihilated by the main cannons of the Heavenly Court of the Clouds and turned to ashes because of your impulsive actions!"

Dukao had anticipated this reaction from the monkey, and calmly uttered a sentence that struck Sun Wukong's heart like a heavy hammer:

"Wukong, when that time comes, how will you feel? Will you be able to have peace of mind?"

Sun Wukong's body suddenly stiffened, and the arrogant look on his face instantly froze, as if he had been frozen in place.

He slowly turned his head, his bright eyes flashing intensely as he looked at Dukao. His gaze was incredibly complex, filled with lingering fear, anger, and an indescribable heaviness.

"Wukong, you possess immense power that can shake the heavens and the earth, yet you are easily angered and irritable, often acting on impulse without considering the consequences. You only know how to break through with force, but you have never truly learned the meaning of weighing and protecting."

Dukao struck while the iron was hot, his tone calm and collected, each word resonating deep within Sun Wukong's heart:

"The purpose of this spiritual practice I have arranged for you is to enable you to truly understand your true nature, learn to control your violent power, and comprehend the responsibility and compassion that comes with the title 'Victorious Fighting Buddha.' Only in this way can you truly be worthy of this title and become a Buddha who can truly protect the region and benefit all living beings."

Sun Wukong fell silent, and the golden cudgel in his hand seemed to sense the fluctuation of its master's state of mind, humming slightly.

He grinned, scratching his head, looking unsettled. Dukao's words had indeed struck a nerve with something within him that had been hidden or even deliberately ignored by his arrogance and unruliness.

He couldn't help but recall the feeling of helplessness and suffocation he had felt when facing the massive cannon muzzle of the Heavenly Court on the Sun Star. Even if he exerted all his divine power, he feared he might not be able to save the day.

Finally, he turned his head away, snorted, and although he did not directly agree, he did not refute it again. In a very awkward way, he acquiesced to Dukao's arrangement.

Just then, Qin Chuan, who had been standing quietly to the side as if lost in thought, suddenly spoke softly. His tone was as calm as ever, yet it carried a hint of something inexplicable:

"Compared to the Victorious Fighting Buddha, I admire the Great Sage Equal to Heaven more for his daring to shatter the clouds and his unrestrained arrogance."

These words, though spoken softly, were like a thunderclap piercing through the chaos, striking deep into the heart of Sun Wukong!

It sent a violent jolt through his body! The complex, flickering light in his eyes suddenly vanished, replaced by an unprecedented burst of dazzling golden light!

The wildness, untamed spirit, and boiling passion that had been temporarily suppressed by Dukao's words seemed to be instantly ignited again by those seemingly casual words, burning fiercely once more!

He also prefers this title!

However, before Sun Wukong, who was so excited that he was about to shout something, could respond, a sudden change occurred!

The spacetime around Qin Chuan began to fluctuate violently and erratically once again.

Subtle yet clearly visible ripples of spacetime spread silently from his body, even beginning to affect the stability of reality, making his slender figure appear somewhat blurry and distorted, as if seen through a shimmering curtain of water.

Qin Chuan frowned slightly, sensing that his spacetime coordinates, which he had just forcibly stabilized, were once again disordered. The particles around him were being pulled by a huge spacetime turbulence, and he was about to be thrown into that bizarre and endless spacetime tunnel again.

"It seems we'll have to meet again another time."

He muttered something to himself calmly, as if he were simply stating a perfectly ordinary fact.

Under the astonished gaze of Dukao and the bewildered stare of Sun Wukong, who was suddenly jolted awake from his excitement, Qin Chuan's figure rapidly faded and became transparent in this sudden ripple of time and space.

Like a portrait gently wiped away by an invisible giant hand, it vanished abruptly and completely from their sight without any warning or farewell.

All that remained were the subtle spatial ripples that continued to vibrate in place before slowly subsiding, and a faint, lingering power in the air that transcended the mortal realm.

On the shores of the East China Sea, the sound of the waves remains unchanged.

All that remained was Dukao's deep, enigmatic sigh, Sun Wukong's restless figure scratching his head in thought, and the sky and sea that still bore traces of terrifying energy, seemingly silently recounting the divine confrontation that had just taken place.

Chapter 11 Angels and Demons

The ripples in time and space twisted and subsided once more, and Qin Chuan's feet once again touched solid ground.

Looking around, it is still Earth, only the traces of the times have changed.

Just as he was about to investigate the specific era, a familiar energy fluctuation, carrying a sense of holiness and judgment, and another violent and bloodthirsty bestial energy, suddenly intruded into his perception range.

Following the source of the energy fluctuations, Qin Chuan took a step forward, and his figure appeared on a desolate mountain.