Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Qin Chuan placed the Longquan sword in front of Yuan Tiangang without the slightest hesitation.

"As I said, the Longquan Sword is your responsibility."

Yuan Tiangang refused to accept it.

"Immortal!"

Qin Chuan mentally gave him the middle finger.

Even after all this, Yuan Tiangang still doesn't trust him!

With no other option, Qin Chuan could only continue to carry this hot potato with him.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him.

"General, the Xuanming Sect is now under the control of the Bad People."

Qin Chuan straightened up slightly and reported the progress made in the previous period to Yuan Tiangang.

Yuan Tiangang nodded slightly and asked:

"How about Huan Yin Fang?"

“I have had some interactions with the Prince of Qi, but I am still far from gaining his complete trust.”

Qin Chuan's gaze swept over the Longquan sword, and he continued:

"Therefore, I'm going to take a risky step."

Yuan Tiangang seemed interested and gestured for Qin Chuan to continue.

"I plan to reveal my identity as a member of the Bad People to the Prince of Qi and offer the Longquan Sword as a betrothal gift to ask for the Empress's hand in marriage."

Qin Chuan said in a serious and methodical manner:

"I wonder if the commander-in-chief would grant permission?"

Yuan Tiangang's gaze flickered slightly, and he remained silent for a moment before speaking:

Having only the Longquan sword is not enough to find the Longquan treasure.

Therefore, he didn't mind Qin Chuan handing over the Longquan sword.

"Thank you for your generosity, Commander."

Qin Chuan was secretly pleased, as this would greatly advance his relationship with the Empress.

Before heading to Fengxiang, do one more thing for me.

Yuan Tiangang said calmly.

"General, please give your instructions."

Qin Chuan was curious about what could be so important that Yuan Tiangang had to personally come to Luoyang to explain it to him.

"Leave no one alive!"

Yuan Tiangang casually tossed out a list.

"The Northern Desert Version of the Heavenly Gang Killing Ranking?"

Qin Chuan glanced at it and found that the list was full of names from the northern desert.

He now finally understood why, in the original timeline, before Yuan Tiangang's death, not a single member of the northern barbarian tribes dared to cause trouble.

It turns out they were terrified of being killed.

This is probably one of the reasons why Yelü Abaoji, that big, simple-minded man, was able to unify the northern deserts.

"Are you willing to kill these people?"

Having learned about Qin Chuan's character from the previous events, Yuan Tiangang had a deeper understanding of him, which is why he asked this question.

This kid isn't someone who treats human life like dirt; in fact, you could say he's kind-hearted.

"I will never show mercy to foreign races."

Qin Chuan nodded emphatically.

The northern nomadic tribes, who coveted the Central Plains, were precisely the targets he planned to eliminate.

Faced with the greater good of the nation, how could he possibly be so sentimental?

In this respect, his thoughts largely overlapped with those of Yuan Tiangang.

"The shamanic arts of the Northern Desert are quite remarkable, and there are experts above the Great Celestial level among them. I'll give you these two techniques for protection."

Yuan Tiangang handed Qin Chuan two secret manuals.

This is the real reason why he personally came to Luoyang.

He took good care of Qin Chuan, his disciple and descendant of Fan Qiao'er.

"The Dragon Spring Sword Manual and the Qi Scripture?"

Qin Chuan glanced at them and accepted the two manuals.

With his comprehension, he wasn't afraid of biting off more than he could chew; naturally, the more divine skills he had, the better.

Qin Chuan, carrying the Longquan sword, turned to leave. Just as he was about to step out of the inn, he suddenly paused slightly and said:

"General, the tenth prince is with Yang Shuzi at Qingcheng Mountain, and Lu Youjie should be there as well."

He didn't intentionally betray Yang Shuzi and Lu Youjie; it was simply that this matter couldn't be kept from Yuan Tiangang.

"Yang Shuzi, Lu Youjie..."

Yuan Tiangang gave a slight snort:

"I understand!"

"Students take their leave."

Qin Chuan did not linger and stepped out of the inn.

"Boss, when can I learn martial arts?"

Only now did the fake Li Xingyun have a chance to interject.

Yuan Tiangang looked at him with a gaze so cold it was almost inhuman.

The fake Li Xingyun cheered and jumped for joy, completely unaware that he was about to step into the illusion woven for him by Yuan Tiangang...

Chapter 21 The Northern Desert, Young Aogu

"Haoling, Xuanling."

In the courtyard, Qin Chuan looked at his two disciples and said calmly:

"I will travel the world to seek opportunities to break through to the Great Celestial Realm. After that, it is up to you."

As he spoke, he took out a letter and handed it to the two of them, saying:

"I will not be seeing the Underworld Emperor. Please convey my message to him. Also, please deliver this letter to Meng Po."

"Master, why don't we two disciples come along to serve you tea and water..."

Both Chang Haoling and Chang Xuanling showed reluctance on their faces.

Are the realms above the Great Celestial Realm so easily attained?

With their master gone, they didn't know when they would see him again.

"Everyone has their own path, why force others to walk it together?"

Qin Chuan's expression was slightly complicated. After spending so much time together, he still had some feelings for his two disciples.

That's why she didn't want to take them to the dangerous northern desert, and even left a message in the letter asking Shi Yao to take good care of them.

"I hope that when we meet again in the future, you will all be able to stand on your own."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Chuan had vanished from the sight of the Black and White Impermanence.

"Disciple bids farewell to Master!"

The two bowed deeply and remained kneeling for a long time.

Ten days later, in the vast Gobi Desert of northern Mongolia.

Qin Chuan, with the Well Moon sword at his waist and the Longquan sword on his back, walked forward at a leisurely pace.

Mobei, also known as Lingbei, is a vast region dominated by deserts and Gobi.

The harsh environment here stands in stark contrast to the fertile Central Plains.

It is precisely because of this that the fierce and valiant ethnic groups of the northern deserts became so.

For generations, they had longed to conquer the Central Plains and leave this harsh and cold land.

In the course of history, they almost succeeded, not only occupying the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, but also forcing the feudal lords of the Central Plains to submit to them.

But in this world, they have no chance.

"Because I'm here!"

Qin Chuan stood gazing into the distance, the fierce Gobi Desert winds whipping his clothes wildly.

A wealth of information about the northern desert flashed through his mind.

The northern desert region is mainly composed of eight tribes, which, according to legend, were founded by the eight sons of a warrior riding a white horse and a fairy riding a blue ox.

However, with the changing times, the eight tribes at this time were no longer the original eight.

The Diela tribe, to which Yelü Abaoji, the later Emperor Taizu of Liao and now the King of Mobei, belonged, was one of them.

The other tribes are the Shili tribe, the Yaonian tribe, the Yuling tribe, the Bali tribe, and so on.

The people Yuan Tiangang ordered Qin Chuan to assassinate were all members of the eight major tribes.

They were either in high positions or highly skilled in martial arts, and all of them coveted the Central Plains.

"There's no Shuliduo..."

Qin Chuan shook his head, somewhat regretful.

In his view, the most ambitious among the northern nomadic tribes was none other than Shuliduo, the wife of Yelü Abaoji.