Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

The whole process was so fast it was astonishing; even a Grandmaster like Xiao Weng couldn't see how Qin Chuan made his move.

Chi Meng opened her mouth slightly, then proudly raised her chin—her little brother was just that amazing!

In the dead silence, a soft, trembling sound like a silver bell suddenly rang out.

The wine pot in Xiao Xiao's hand tilted, and the clear wine soaked her skirt, but she was completely unaware. She just stared blankly at the handsome figure with his eyes downcast and his sleeves fluttering, a strange light appearing in her eyes.

"It's over! It's over!" Chi Meng covered her eyes in despair, only one thought remaining in her mind: "There really won't be enough to go around!"

Chapter 108 I'm your mom!

In the dim light of Guishizi Restaurant, You Chuan's voice suddenly broke off, trembling with a hoarseness: "You really are the young marshal!"

His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white as bone, and his eyes were filled with disbelief as if they were a raging storm.

I thought this "Qin Chuan" was the Empress in disguise—but how could the Empress have such a swift and decisive way of killing the six former subordinates in an instant?

How could he be so intimate with Chi Meng, his eyes filled with an unyielding tenderness, like spring water that has crushed starlight?

Everyone in the room gasped in unison, the sound echoing in the dim light.

Xiao Weng slammed the gleaming steel pipe between his fingers onto the bluestone ground with a clang, sending tobacco and sparks flying half a foot away, scorching several small black spots on the ground.

His wrinkled face resembled frozen old tree bark, and his usually squinty, cloudy old eyes were now wide open, almost bulging out of their sockets.

The light in Xiao Xiao's eyes grew even more intense, like two flames stirred by the wind. She involuntarily took half a step forward, then suddenly stopped, her cheeks flushing red as she quietly twisted the hem of her clothes.

Everyone in the world knows that the title "Young Marshal" belongs to only one person.

He is the Grand Preceptor of the Great Liang Dynasty, the Dark Star of the Bad Guys, and Qin Chuan.

According to what the Witch King Chi Li had previously proclaimed to the entire Raojiang region, this man should have perished together with the Bad Commander Yuan Tiangang in the Longquan Underground Palace long ago.

"The small space of the Longquan Underground Palace is not enough to bury me."

Qin Chuan's voice was not loud, but it was like a pebble thrown into still water, creating clear ripples in the deathly silent hall.

He turned to look at You Chuan, his gaze calm and unwavering: "Brother You Chuan, are you still determined to follow the Witch King down this dark path?"

You Chuan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, sticking to his temples.

The unusual behavior of his adoptive father, Chi Li, suddenly popped into his mind—the mysterious figure at the secret meeting late at night, the frequent mobilization of the elites of the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave, and even the risk of backlash to forcibly convene the promotion conference on the day of the Five Poisons.

These doubts, like poisonous insects, are slowly gnawing away at his reason.

"I am the Junior Sacrificial Officer of the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave, and the adopted son of the Witch King Chi Li. Both publicly and privately, I should follow him to protect the peace of Raojiang."

His voice grew softer and softer until it was almost a whisper. His gaze drifted involuntarily toward Chi Meng, but the girl had already turned her face away, leaving him with only a cold, hard profile.

"If Chi Li truly cared about Rao Jiang, would he disregard the lives of his people and risk backlash by forcibly holding the advancement ceremony on the day of the Five Poisons?"

The Gu King Chi Li suddenly spoke, his voice carrying the chill of ice, piercing people's eardrums.

He stepped forward, his wide sleeves fluttering and rustling even though there was no wind.

"His actions are not aimed at protecting Raojiang's safety, but at dragging the entire region into an abyss of no return!"

These words struck You Chuan like a heavy hammer blow.

He thought of the clansmen who had exhausted themselves in the promotion ceremony, and of the growing fanaticism in his adoptive father's eyes.

Her fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably, and her face turned as white as paper.

"This..." He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter another word.

When she looked at Chi Meng again, the girl still didn't look at him, but instead tightly gripped Qin Chuan's sleeve, her eyes filled with complete trust and reliance, as if she had grasped the only light.

At that moment, You Chuan felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain almost making it hard to breathe.

Goodbye...

He managed to squeeze out two words, stumbled as he turned, and then hurriedly disappeared into the night, his back view looking as pathetic as a rabbit being chased by a falcon.

Qin Chuan gazed in the direction he had disappeared, sighed softly, turned to look at Xiao Weng, his gaze sweeping over the scattered corpses on the ground, and smiled apologetically:

"I apologize for disturbing your enjoyment."

"No, no..." Xiao Weng waved his hands repeatedly, sweat beading on his forehead.

Facing this legendary young marshal, how could he dare to put on any airs of seniority?

However, the thought in her heart of wanting to steal the son-in-law from the Gu King grew wildly, like weeds watered by spring rain.

Such a brilliant and talented man, if missed, would be a source of deep regret.

Before long, the bodies of the six former subordinates were silently dragged away, and a brand-new mink carpet was placed on the ground, its thick fur allowing half a foot to sink in.

When the banquet resumed, Xiao Weng kept giving Xiao Xiao meaningful glances, urging her to toast Qin Chuan. His attitude clearly showed that he was determined to win over this son-in-law.

Chi Meng glared angrily at Xiao Xiao. Whenever Xiao Xiao got close to Qin Chuan, Chi Meng would deliberately squeeze between the two of them or cough loudly, just like a little animal guarding its food.

Qin Chuan accepted each toast, a polite smile always playing on his lips, but his gaze remained tenderly fixed on Chi Meng, never wavering.

After the banquet, Chi Li and Xiao Weng huddled together to discuss important matters. Chi Li wanted to use Xiao Weng's connections to rally the peace-loving mountain tribes to fight against Chi Li.

Xiao Weng readily agreed—he was doing business to make money peacefully, and if Chi Li really stirred up war between Raojiang and the Central Plains, this business would probably be wiped out completely.

The following morning, Qin Chuan and his two companions left Guishizi, watched by Xiao Weng and his daughter.

"Hey bro, where are we going next?"

Chi Meng smiled, finally shaking off her "opponent" Xiao Xiao. She skipped and hopped beside Qin Chuan, occasionally bumping into his shoulder on purpose.

"Go see some people and discuss the future of the Central Plains and Raojiang."

Qin Chuan answered, reaching out to gently brush a fallen leaf from her hair.

"Once we drive away the Witch King Ba, shouldn't my dad be in charge of Raojiang?" Chi Meng blinked, full of doubt.

"The Gu King is naturally the ruler of Raojiang, but the one who can truly determine the fate of Raojiang is not him, but the Twelve Caves," Qin Chuan explained patiently.

Chi Li suddenly sighed softly, a complex light flashing in his eyes: "The Twelve Caves..."

The voice was so low it seemed to float up from the ground, as if it were chewing on a name that had been sealed away for a hundred years.

"Senior Gu King, before heading to the Twelve Caves, why don't we stop by the Dead Creek Forest on the way?"

Qin Chuan suddenly spoke.

"Dead Creek Forest!" Chi Li shuddered violently, as if struck by lightning.

In that forest, there was someone who was more important to him and to Chi Meng than his own life.

He had searched countless times, but was always kept out by the poisonous miasma in the forest, and could only return empty-handed.

With Qin Chuan present this time, will he be able to see her?

Dead Creek Forest is even more sinister and terrifying than legend has it. The gnarled and twisted branches of the towering ancient trees resemble countless struggling figures writhing in the mist.

Thick fog flowed across the ground, and every step felt like walking on cotton, producing a teeth-grinding crunching sound.

The air was filled with a strange stench of decay and unknown herbs, making people dizzy.

"The fireflies won't help," Chi Li said helplessly, shaking his head as Chi Meng tried to release them. "I've been to this place many times, but I've never been to the deepest part."

"It's because the air here is too heavy with death and the yin energy is stagnant, making it difficult for ordinary living things to survive." Qin Chuan glanced around and saw through the problem at a glance.

He raised his right hand, and a faint golden light emanated from his palm. The mist clinging to the trees dissipated quickly, like snow meeting the scorching sun.

With Qin Chuan leading the way, the group finally arrived at the deepest part of Dead Creek Forest.

There was nothing but ruins overgrown with knee-high weeds.

In the center of the ruins was an entrance, dark and gloomy, like a silent, gazing eye.

Just as Chi Meng was about to release fireflies for illumination, she saw that Chi Li had already lost his usual composure and was rushing inside with an excited expression.

She had never seen her father so distraught. Even when the Ten Thousand Poison Cave was besieged by Chi Li, he always maintained the dignity of the Gu King.

My curiosity grew even stronger; who could be inside?

The interior of the ruins turned out to be a hidden world.

The wildflowers and grasses that are nowhere to be seen in Dead Creek Forest grow here sparsely, but they are all withered, probably because people often walk by and the human presence overwhelms the vitality.

Deep inside, there was even a dilapidated swing, with withered vines wrapped around the wooden frame, and ashes from a fire scattered around it—clearly, someone lived here.

When Qin Chuan and Chi Meng walked in, they saw Chi Li lying stiffly on the ground, unable to move.

"It's poison gas!" Chi Meng exclaimed. She possessed the Golden Silkworm Gu, so this poison gas couldn't harm her.

Qin Chuan didn't make a move. Instead, he sat down on the broken swing and looked at Chi Meng, who was full of vigilance, with great interest.

Suddenly, a dark figure lunged at Chi Meng from the shadows. Fortunately, she was prepared and with a swift movement, she grabbed the figure and pinned it to the ground.

"Ouch, let me go!" the shadowy figure cried out in pain, begging for mercy. Its accent was very similar to Chi Meng's, with a unique soft and gentle quality.

Chi Meng hadn't expected that the person who could take down her father would be so easily defeated. But she still cautiously inquired about the antidote before letting go.

Only then could one see the figure clearly—his clothes were tattered, his face was covered in mud, and his hair was a tangled mess, like a pile of dry firewood.

But for some reason, Chi Meng felt a strange feeling welling up inside her whenever she saw this dirty, crazy woman.

It felt strange and distant, like the warmth of being held in my mother's arms when I was very young, with a faint floral fragrance.

Without time to think, I quickly went to detoxify Chi Li.

The madwoman squatted to the side, occasionally stealing a glance at her, her eyes filled with an indescribable emotion.

"Stop staring at me! I have bugs!" Chi Meng felt uneasy under her gaze, and the inexplicable feeling grew stronger and stronger, so she couldn't help but threaten her.

The madwoman was startled and hurriedly looked away, but after a moment, she secretly glanced back. Pointing at Chi Li, who was temporarily unable to speak due to poisoning, she asked Chi Meng, "Who is he to you?"

"He's my father, Chi Li, the Gu King of the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave. I'm his daughter, Chi Meng, the Holy Maiden of the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave. Although we've been driven out by that bastard Chi Li, my little brother will soon help us fight back!" Chi Meng said, then asked, "And who are you?"

The madwoman didn't answer. Suddenly, she stood up, walked to Chi Li, shoved him to the ground, then lifted him up abruptly, shouting angrily:

"Chi Li! If I had known you were this useless, I shouldn't have sent the girl to the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave in the first place! Look at the miserable life she's endured with you! You actually left her homeless, making her wander the streets with you?"

Perhaps this action had opened up his meridians, for Chi Li was able to speak, and hurriedly explained, "We're not wandering, we're..."

"I won't listen!" The crazy woman shoved him to the ground again, acting completely unreasonable. "I'm telling you, Chi Li, nothing I say will make a difference!"

"After all these years, you not only verbally abuse me, but you also physically assault me!" Chi Li scrambled to his feet, his face filled with disbelief. "Woman, you...you've changed!"

"Me, not change? I've been in this awful place for ten years, how can you expect me not to change?" The madwoman was even angrier, her voice trembling. "You really can say anything!"