Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

However, despite the use of various Gu techniques such as bee-controlling and butterfly-attracting, they seemed to sink without a trace.

"I've applied a secret insect-repelling medicine to the cave," Hou Qing finally spoke, his tone calm but utterly extinguishing Chi Meng's hopes. "Your little thing can't get in. Don't worry, it'll be over soon."

"Can't we talk this out?" Since her Gu magic was ineffective, Chi Meng could only appeal to her emotions, "Do you have a grudge against the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave?"

Hou Qing did not answer, but examined the white bones in his hand. He seemed dissatisfied and casually tossed them behind him.

Chi Meng caught a glimpse of it and her heart trembled with fear: "Corpse oil, human bones... these are things used by witches! Are you setting up a soul-scattering formation that will make people's souls fly away?"

“No…” Hou Qing shook his head and muttered to himself.

"That's the Zhuyou technique..." Chi Meng's voice trembled with tears as she saw him make a move, "The forbidden technique of Raojiang, the life-drawing technique?! You want to use my life to extend your own?!"

Hou Qing remained silent, but then pulled out a gleaming boning knife.

"Oh no, I guessed right..." Chi Meng exclaimed anxiously, "My... my fate is bad! It's very short! How about I help you find someone with a long life to exchange for..."

Hou Qing remained unmoved, then suddenly stood up and handed several white bones to Chi Meng: "Choose one."

"Don't rush! Maybe we're family! My little brother is the Underworld Emperor of your Xuanming Sect..." Chi Meng hurriedly began to make connections.

“Choose one,” Hou Qing repeated, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"I won't choose! Kill me or torture me quickly!" Chi Meng shook her head vigorously. "No! If I'm done with it, what will happen to Miss Lu..." Even at the critical moment of life and death, she was still worried about the unconscious Lu Linxuan.

In her despair, Hou Qing suddenly reached out and took the jade flute from her waist.

He carefully compared the bone flute and the jade flute in his hand, and after a long while, he finally chose one, nodding with slight satisfaction: "Perfect!"

"What...what on earth are you doing?" Chi Meng asked in astonishment.

"Please accept me as your disciple!" Hou Qing suddenly cupped his hands in a half-bowing salute, "Teach me the method of controlling Gu with sound!"

"Huh?" Chi Meng was completely dumbfounded.

"Accept me as your master, teach me music and the art of controlling Gu, and I will return to the Xuanming Sect with you," Hou Qing said clearly.

"You've been scaring me for so long just to... become my apprentice and learn to play the flute?!" Chi Meng laughed in anger, the overwhelming fear from before now transformed into absurd rage.

"I wasn't trying to scare you." Hou Qing said calmly, completely oblivious to his own reaction.

"Then why are you grinding your bones?!" Chi Meng demanded.

“Jade flutes are fine, but bone flutes are even more elegant,” Hou Qing argued, even countering, “Isn’t that right?”

"This was a gift from my little brother! It's the best!" Chi Meng retorted, then asked, "What if I'm hung on corpse oil?!"

"The solar term has reached the Great Heat. You have been using Gu to control the corpse for days, but you have not noticed that the inside of the corpse has already rotted." Hou Qing explained seriously, "The putrid smell entering the body will affect your ability to have children in the future. Fumigating it with boiled corpse oil will solve the problem."

"..." Chi Meng was speechless for a moment.

Only now did she truly understand the weight of the "eccentric personality" the young man had described.

This is more than just strange; it's to the point that no normal person can get along with it normally!

After a moment's thought, Chi Meng said, "How about... I teach you music to control Gu, and you come with me to see the little brother? I'll skip the apprenticeship part."

"No," Hou Qing refused resolutely. "Without the formal master-disciple relationship, you will surely hold back. If I am not skilled enough and am ridiculed, you will bear no responsibility. If you want me to accompany you, you must perform the master-disciple ceremony!" After saying this, he even knelt down to perform the grand ceremony of becoming a disciple.

"Don't kneel! Get up!" Chi Meng shouted urgently.

"Why?" Hou Qing asked, puzzled.

"Raojiang has its own rules!" Chi Meng declared firmly, "People from the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave are not allowed to take on disciples before marriage!"

"Really?" Hou Qing asked.

Chi Meng nodded emphatically.

"No problem," Hou Qing said casually. "I'll find you a husband."

"No way!" Chi Meng shook her head vigorously. "I already have a husband!"

"You're married?" Hou Qing asked, about to bow again. "Master, please..."

"We haven't even performed the ceremony yet! It doesn't count!" Chi Meng quickly added.

"Simple," Hou Qing said calmly. "I'll take you to have the wedding ceremony with him."

"Really?!" Chi Meng was incredibly excited and even more curious. "You're so powerful, why are you learning music and Gu control?"

"because……"

Hou Qing immediately stood up straight, put his left hand behind his back, and gracefully twirled his right hand in a flute flourish, holding the meticulously crafted bone flute horizontally to his lips, striking a pose that was elegant, refined, and dashing.

He was about to answer when a voice rang out first:

"Because he thinks that's cool and classy."

Chapter 85, huh!

Inside the cave, a figure in a green robe appeared out of nowhere.

The man stood quietly, a long sword hanging from his waist, a faint smile on his face.

"Hey handsome!"

Chi Meng's eyes lit up, and all her panic vanished instantly.

"From now on, when this song is played, people in the martial arts world will be terrified at the mere mention of it. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

The man in the blue robe chuckled and said leisurely.

These words struck a chord with Hou Qing.

"This gentleman truly has impeccable taste!"

A glint flashed in Hou Qing's eyes, and he solemnly cupped his hands and asked:

"May I ask your esteemed name?"

Qin Chuan responded and walked to the bubbling oil pot, gently lowering the suspended Chi Meng down.

"So, the new Yin Emperor of the Xuanming Sect is you, brother." Hou Qing suddenly realized that this was the person who sent Chi Meng and Lu Linxuan to find him and bring him back to the sect.

Qin Chuan then channeled some more internal energy into the unconscious Lu Linxuan before turning to Hou Qing and nodding in greeting.

"I should have come to invite Brother Hou in person, but I was tied up with trivial matters and was delayed for a few days."

"You are far more refined than Zhu Yougui. It is excellent that you are in charge of the Xuanming Sect." Hou Qingyi nodded slightly.

The four Corpse Ancestors left the sect back then because they were dissatisfied with the actions of the Underworld Emperor Zhu Yougui. Now that Qin Chuan has taken his place, he's much more agreeable.

So, you're willing to go back?

Seeing that Hou Qing and Qin Chuan hit it off immediately, Chi Meng was overjoyed.

“I said, if you accept me as your disciple and teach me the art of controlling Gu with music, I will return to the Xuanming Sect. Otherwise, forget it.”

Hou Qing is a man of integrity and principle, and he is a man of his word.

Seeing that Chi Meng was still hesitant, Hou Qing simply turned to the source of Qin Chuan:

"Brother Qin, why don't you two get married right here? That way, she can rightfully accept me as her disciple, and I will follow you into your sect. You, me, and her will all be happy. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"I'm sorry, I can't comply."

"Could it be that Brother Qin has no feelings for her?"

Hou Qing frowned slightly. With his keen eyesight, he was absolutely certain that the two of them clearly had feelings for each other.

"Marriage is a serious matter; it should not be taken lightly."

Qin Chuan spoke calmly.

It wasn't that he didn't want to marry Chi Meng, but that he didn't want to use this affection as a bargaining chip.

"Then Brother Qin, please come find me after your wedding."

Hou Qing turned and left, decisively and cleanly.

"Don't go!" Chi Meng hurriedly called out to him, "Pretty boy, I... I agree to take you as my disciple!"

"Oh? Didn't they say that Raojiang has its own rules?"

Hou Qing turned around in surprise and looked at his future master—he seemed to have no principles at all.

"Rules are rules, but people are flexible! My little brother and I... will get married sooner or later..."

Chi Meng's voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, her cheeks flushing red. She steeled herself and said coquettishly:

"Hmph! Pretty boy, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and kneel down to become my disciple! If you dawdle any longer, I might change my mind!"

"Master, please accept my bow!"

Hou Qing flashed and knelt before Chi Meng, performing a proper apprenticeship ceremony.

Still not satisfied, he turned to Qin Chuan and bowed deeply and respectfully: "Master, I pay my respects."

"Brother Hou Qing, let's each talk our own thing." Qin Chuan reached out to help him up, and a gentle yet overwhelming force came from him, causing Hou Qing to straighten up involuntarily.

He felt a chill run down his spine: This Yin Emperor's skill had far surpassed that of the Great Heavenly Realm, and he was probably on par with his own sister, Ying Gou!

Soon after, in a private room of an inn in Chengdu.

"Brother, I haven't been able to eat or drink properly since I left you, and I've gotten so thin from hunger!"

Chi Meng devoured the delicacies laid out on the table, her cheeks bulging.

Qin Chuan smiled as he looked at her greedy yet adorable appearance and gestured for the waiter to add more dishes.

Lu Linxuan sat on the other side of Qin Chuan, but his gaze couldn't help but drift towards Hou Qing, who was engrossed in carving the bone flute in his hand, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

She simply couldn't understand how, after only being unconscious for a short while, this renowned Corpse Ancestor of the Xuanming Sect had become Chi Meng's disciple.

"Brother Qin, are there only three of you looking for me this time?"

Hou Qing suddenly stopped carving with his knife, looked up and asked.

"It's just the three of us."

Qin Chuan nodded, knowing that he had already noticed the fake Li Xingyun lurking in the shadows.

"Master, I will be right back."

Hou Qing put away the bone flute, stood up from his seat, and disappeared outside the door in a flash.