Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Qin Chuan spoke up, reciting the last two lines of the poem for him.

Li Cunxu's eyes gleamed. He had composed this poem, "One Leaf Falls, One Leaf Falls," on his journey to the northern desert. How could Qin Chuan know the last two lines?

He was extremely surprised, but on the surface he remained calm and spoke in a normal tone:

"Qin Chuan, we've finally met!"

"Li Cunxu, I have also been looking forward to meeting you for a long time!"

Qin Chuan nodded slightly, carefully examining Li Cunxu, who would later be known as the 'God of War of the Five Dynasties'.

Li Cunxu's skill level was only at the Middle Heaven level, which was inferior to Li Siyuan's.

But when it comes to military strategy and tactics, ten Li Siyuans combined couldn't match him.

Unfortunately, such a talented individual was already on Yuan Tiangang's kill list, destined to have no future.

How's your luck?

Qin Chuan suddenly asked a question out of the blue.

Li Cunxu was completely bewildered. How did things suddenly get so complicated about luck?

"because……"

Qin Chuan pointed to the sky:

"The wind is picking up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone heard a series of howling winds.

Yelü Abaoji's expression changed, and he roared.

As a native of the northern desert, he was very familiar with this voice.

This is a sign of a sandstorm!

"Li Cunxu, good luck."

Qin Chuan picked up Chi Meng around the waist and, together with Yelü Abaoji, rushed towards the withered tree in the distance.

Almost the instant they entered the tree hollow, a massive sandstorm swept across the entire valley.

Even Li Cunxu, with his deep-seated shrewdness, changed his expression at this moment.

Faced with the immense power of nature, even a master like Qin Chuan at the Divine Firmament level wouldn't dare to confront it head-on, let alone him.

In an instant, Li Cunxu, Jingxinmo, and many white-clad performers were blown off the ground by the sandstorm.

Whether they live or die depends on luck, as Qin Chuan said.

After a long time, peace returned to the world.

Qin Chuan and Yelü Abaoji emerged from the tree hollow, both marveling at the power of nature.

Chi Meng nestled happily in Qin Chuan's arms, feeling that even if there were mountains of knives and seas of fire, as long as her little brother was there, it wouldn't be a problem.

The sandstorm receded, and a stone platform appeared beside the withered tree.

This is clearly the Sunrise Viewing Platform, which was previously covered by sand.

Just then, the solar eclipse began.

Strange patterns appeared on the Sunrise Viewing Platform.

The pattern extends all the way, pointing to a road whose destination is unknown.

Qin Chuan and his two companions continued along the road, venturing deeper into the area.

Before long, they arrived at a huge stone hall.

Inside the hall stand towering bronze pillars, clearly artifacts from before the Qin Dynasty.

Further in, a group of warriors from the Sun Worship Tribe suddenly appeared.

They are responsible for guarding the extraterrestrial meteorite and preventing outsiders from taking it away.

As the King of the Northern Desert, Yelü Abaoji was naturally not an outsider.

He took out the token symbolizing the King of the Northern Desert, easily obtained the extraterrestrial meteorite, and handed it to Qin Chuan.

The whole process went incredibly smoothly.

On the other hand, Li Cunxu was in a terrible predicament.

Amidst a sandstorm, only he and the Mirror Heart Demon remained.

All the other white-clad performers were dead.

These people were all trusted confidants cultivated by Li Cunxu, far superior to ordinary disciples of the Tongwen Academy.

"Your Highness..."

Mirror Heart Demon tentatively called out.

Contrary to expectations, Li Cunxu did not fly into a rage; instead, he burst into laughter.

"Let them fight over this elusive Longquan treasure! I'd rather grab some real benefits!"

"Your Highness, what do you want?"

The Mirror Heart Demon's eyes gleamed with a chilling light.

Many people were so obsessed with the Longquan treasure that they couldn't extricate themselves, but after suffering a setback, Li Cunxu, after much painful reflection, resolutely chose to give it up.

With such temperament and courage, it's no wonder he became a major concern for the commander-in-chief!

"While Qin Chuan is away, let's launch a surprise attack on Bianzhou!"

Li Cunxu waved his hand and made the decision.

Bianzhou was the secondary capital of Daliang. Although it did not have as long a history as Luoyang, it was more prosperous in terms of economy.

Once Bianzhou is lost, the Great Liang will be cut off from its economic lifeline, and its demise will be imminent.

"Your Highness, after we take Bianzhou, will you...?"

The Mirror Demon paused deliberately before uttering those four words, each one imbued with boundless magic:

"Ascend the throne and become emperor?"

"Ascend the throne and declare yourself emperor!"

Upon hearing these four words, a burning ambition seemed to ignite in Li Cunxu's eyes.

A chilling light also shone brightly in Jingxin Demon's eyes!

Chapter 67 My Apprentice Has Grown Up

Zhongnan Mountain, Hidden Soldiers Valley.

In his study, Yuan Tiangang wielded his brush and ink.

A cloaked figure stood with his hands at his sides, watching him write down one name after another.

Among them are the three characters 'Li Cunxu'.

"Now that all forces have fallen silent, Hidden Soldiers Valley hasn't been this quiet in a long time."

The cloaked man suddenly spoke.

His voice is very similar to Li Xingyun's, only a little hoarse and deep.

"Silence... they're all just itching to act!"

Yuan Tiangang continued writing, letting out a soft hum:

"Prince Li Keyong of Jin, Prince Li Maozhen of Qi, plus Li Siyuan and Li Cunxu, this tree of plum blossoms is all budding and ready to bloom!"

"With the commander-in-chief here, who would dare to be the first to stick their neck out?"

The cloaked man looked up at Yuan Tiangang, his face wrapped in bandages.

"People will dare to do anything if there is profit to be made!"

Yuan Tiangang wrote down eight names in a long and flowing manner, but when he was about to write the ninth one, he suddenly paused, as if he was hesitating.

The cloaked man was very curious.

He had followed Yuan Tiangang since childhood and had never seen this notorious leader hesitate in the slightest.

Who exactly is it that Yuan Tiangang would treat with such special consideration?

The cloaked man opened his mouth, wanting to ask a question, but fearing Yuan Tiangang's domineering manner, he dared not speak.

What do you want to ask?

Yuan Tiangang looked up at the cloaked man.

"I want to ask, Commander, have you ever considered that this audacious person might be hiding within our Bad People organization?"

The cloaked figure still didn't dare to ask directly, and could only probe with words.

He roughly guessed whose name Yuan Tiangang wanted to write.

Only that person, only him, could earn Yuan Tiangang's special attention.

"Just do your own thing! That way, my efforts won't have been in vain!"

Yuan Tiangang did not answer, but threw down his wolf-hair brush and left with his hands behind his back.

"I will definitely be able to replace Li Xingyun!"

The cloaked figure ripped off the bandages, revealing a scarred face that bore a striking resemblance to Li Xingyun:

"As long as Qin Chuan is willing to help me!"

Qin Chuan was naturally unaware that someone wanted him to replace Li Xingyun.

At this time, he had already arrived at the Northern Desert Royal Court.

"Thanks to my ancestors' protection, I'm finally back!"

Yelü Abaoji returned to his homeland and couldn't wait to see his wife and daughters.

Qin Chuan didn't want to disturb their family reunion, so he took Chi Meng with him and strolled around the Northern Desert Royal Court for the time being.