Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

"This is not your fault; it was the Tongwen Hall that suddenly intervened."

Qin Chuan directly shifted the blame onto Zhang Zifan.

"I see!"

The two suddenly realized what had happened and stopped worrying about the mole.

"Spread the word that we have found the hiding place of Yang Shuzi and Lu Youjie, and send people to keep a close watch on all the passes near Yuzhou City."

Qin Chuan waved his hand and gave the order.

Chang Haoling, being meticulous, instantly understood his intention.

This is a strategy of waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out.

Yang Shuzi is the master of Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan, and Lu Youjie is Lu Linxuan's father.

Regardless of whether the news was true or false, they had to go back to confirm the safety of the two people.

When the time comes, by following Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan, they will naturally be able to find the two's hiding place and obtain clues about the Longquan Sword.

"We'll get on it right away!"

The Black and White Impermanence, invigorated, accepted their mission and departed.

"Afterwards, I should just be honest with them."

Qin Chuan shook his head and chuckled.

Apart from the Underworld Emperor Zhu Yougui, among the middle and upper echelons of the Xuanming Sect, only his two disciples were kept in the dark.

Once this mission is complete, it's time to let them know the truth.

This 'surprise' of being surrounded by traitors must be enjoyed by Zhu Yougui alone.

"Well, next, we need to 'take care of' Uncle Yang and Lu Youjie..."

Qin Chuan stepped out of the branch headquarters and headed straight for Qingcheng Mountain.

Li Xingyun already harbored a deep-seated hatred for his father's killer.

Once he "kills" Uncle Yang and Lu Youjie, this hatred will reach its peak.

If Li Xingyun were still a man, he would unleash all his courage and potential to fight him to the death.

Chapter 42 How can we not avenge such a deep-seated hatred!

Within the Sword Pavilion on Mount Qingcheng.

Yang Shuzi and Lu Youjie sat facing each other.

Lu Youjie drank his tea, and Yang Shuzi closed his eyes; neither of them spoke.

Outside the hut, dark clouds gathered, as if a storm was brewing.

A muffled clap of thunder boomed, and amidst a sudden burst of lightning, the masked man appeared outside the door.

"You are...Tian Anxing?!"

Yang Shuzi opened his eyes, startled.

He had already sent Li Xingyun to the Hidden Weapon Valley, so what was this mysterious and unpredictable Tian Anxing doing here?

Is the Bad Commander about to settle scores with them?

"My elder brother and I only wish to retire to the countryside; why must the commander-in-chief be so ruthless as to exterminate us!"

Lu Youjie stood up and gripped his long sword tightly.

Yang Shuzi stepped forward and stood beside him.

At this moment, the two men adopted an unusually firm stance.

Even if the Grand Marshal himself were to arrive, he would not allow them to be drawn back into the world's conflicts.

"Please don't misunderstand, seniors. I just want to ask you for a favor."

Qin Chuan's voice was icy and sharp, yet his tone was very gentle.

Yang Shuzi and Lu Youjie exchanged a glance, both noticing the surprise in each other's eyes.

This Tian Anxing's skill is unfathomable; what help could they possibly offer him?

"Please, seniors, lend me your lives."

Qin Chuan lightly pressed the hilt of his sword, and the Well Moon sword suddenly appeared from its sheath!

In an instant, thousands of sword lights slanted like mercury, forming a vast ocean!

The entire Sword Pavilion was cleaved into countless fragments by Qin Chuan's single slash, which drifted away in the wind.

The figures of Yang Shuzi and Lu Youjie were swallowed up by the smoke and dust.

Suddenly, Shangguan Yunque stumbled over, his face filled with shock and despair, and burst into tears.

He and Yang Shuzi were longtime friends, close confidants, and had a deep bond.

Seeing Yang Shuzi die under Qin Chuan's blade, he was naturally filled with immense sorrow.

"Brother Shangguan, do you think I killed Senior Yang Shuzi?"

Qin Chuan sheathed his sword and stood upright, his expression calm.

"Isn't that right?"

Shangguan Yunque gritted his teeth.

With such terrifying swordsmanship, how could Yang Shuzi possibly survive?

"Brother Shangguan has lost even this basic sensitivity?"

Qin Chuan shook his head.

Shangguan Yunque was so concerned that he lost his focus and forgot even the most basic sense of aura.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the smoke and dust dissipated.

Yang Shuzi and Lu Youjie stood unharmed amidst the ruins of the Sword Pavilion.

Shangguan Yunque's expression froze instantly, his heart filled with utter shock.

This young marshal's swordsmanship, after reaching a state of perfection, has actually reached an even higher level!

He reached the pinnacle of being able to do whatever he wanted!

"Excellent swordsmanship! Excellent swordsmanship!"

Yang Shuzi and Lu Youjie were also amazed by this.

They were all masters of swordsmanship, yet they felt the allure of the way of the sword in that last strike.

"Of course, it's excellent swordsmanship."

Qin Chuan was not modest at all.

In the art of swordsmanship, he has reached the pinnacle of this world, comparable to Kou Zhong, who has comprehended the concept of "no sword is better than having a sword."

There's nothing to be modest about.

"Young Marshal, they were wrong."

Shangguan Yunque reverted to her usual flirtatious manner, her coquettish tone giving everyone goosebumps.

Even Qin Chuan was finding it hard to keep up, so he changed the subject:

"Isn't Brother Shangguan accompanying the Emperor?"

"Hey, don't even mention it..."

Shangguan Yunque began to recount his experiences in a long and detailed manner.

Previously, he had tried to get close to Li Xingyun.

Then, they exposed Zhang Zifan's background and forced him out of the group.

However, because he talked too much, Li Xingyun discovered his identity, and he had to leave temporarily.

"Our Nebula has fallen into the trap of the Xuanming Sect and is on its way here."

Shangguan Yunque shook his head and said:

"If you ask me, the person who came up with this plan is incredibly ruthless!"

Qin Chuan smiled without saying a word.

"Won't……"

Having served Yuan Tiangang for many years, Shangguan Yunque was already highly skilled at reading people and vaguely sensed that this plan originated from Qin Chuan.

He immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say another word.

"Please, seniors, pretend to be dead for a while. Li Xingyun is about to arrive."

Qin Chuan gestured with his arm, indicating that the three of them should leave.

Of the three, the one who cared most about Li Xingyun was actually Yang Shuzi, who seemed indifferent at first.

He had long regarded Li Xingyun as his own child and did not want Li Xingyun to suffer again.

"Uncle, let's go, this is the commander's order!"

Shangguan Yunque spoke up to persuade him.

"General..."

Yang Shuzi sighed deeply, ultimately daring not to disobey Yuan Tiangang's will.

The three of them went to the high slope above the Sword Pavilion to take temporary shelter.

Qin Chuan removed his ghost mask, changed back into his blue robe, and quietly waited for Li Xingyun to arrive, posing as the Yin Emperor of the Xuanming Sect.

Soon, Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan arrived together on horseback at breakneck speed.

They were so anxious that they didn't even realize that two groups of people were following them.

From afar, the two saw the Sword Pavilion reduced to ruins and Qin Chuan standing with his hands behind his back, resting with his eyes closed.