Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

"He...he won't run away, will he?"

Chi Meng paused with her chopsticks, a look of worry appearing on her face.

"With your refined character, Brother Hou, you would never go back on your word." Qin Chuan calmly sipped his tea. "He will return shortly."

Shortly after he finished speaking, the door to the private room was suddenly kicked open.

Hou Qing, who returned, was in a state of utter disarray.

He was barely breathing, his face was deathly pale, and his skin was covered with hideous bloodstains.

"We've fallen for their trick?" Qin Chuan raised an eyebrow, then realized what was going on.

It must have been because Hou Qing underestimated his opponent, who was only at the mid-level of cultivation, and was instead injured by the fake Li Xingyun with his blood.

The fake Li Xingyun inherited his martial arts skills from Yuan Tiangang, which is far superior to ordinary Zhongtian-level masters. It is only natural that he lost Jingzhou due to carelessness.

The situation of the fake Li Xingyun is probably not good either, otherwise the Bloodstained Record would no longer be in Hou Qing's hands.

"Master..." Hou Qing's voice was hoarse as he staggered and grabbed the edge of the table for support, "Disciple has been ambushed...I need a blood transfusion as soon as possible...otherwise my life will be in danger..."

He pleaded with his newly recognized master for help.

"A blood transfusion? No way!"

Chi Meng didn't even want to, and resolutely refused.

Although she came from the Cave of Ten Thousand Poisons, she was by no means a person who would kill innocent people indiscriminately. How could she harm another life to save one?

"Actually... other blood types... are also acceptable..."

Hou Qing had no choice but to settle for second best.

His original intention was to have Chi Meng find a handsome man, but now he can only resort to the blood of livestock.

Even so, he held fast to his last line of defense, weakly but persistently adding, "Master...please...find some...good-looking things for your disciple..."

Seeing this, Qin Chuan lightly tapped the table with his knuckles, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

This "Brother of Taste" truly lives up to his name.

Before long, Chi Meng used the secret technique of the Blood Weeping Record to find fresh blood for Hou Qing.

Hou Qing was fairly confident in her master's taste—after all, Qin Chuan, whom she had her eye on, was extremely tasteful.

Therefore, without asking any further questions, he completed the blood exchange according to the secret method.

Upon achieving his goal, Hou Qing felt all the pain in his body disappear and his spirits lifted.

He subconsciously touched his face and was overjoyed to find that his appearance had not changed. He thought that his master had taken pity on his new disciple and specially found the blood of a handsome man.

"Thank you, Master..." He was about to thank Chi Meng, but what came out of his mouth was a clear and long sound—

"Meow~~~"

It turns out that Chi Meng had found a snow-white lamb that she considered the most "beautiful" and took its neck blood.

From then on, Hou Qing, one of the four Corpse Ancestors of the Xuanming Sect and the corpse driver whose blood stained the rivers and mountains, gained a new nickname in addition to his elegant title of "Brother Youpin"—a nickname that resonated throughout the martial arts world and made his eyes twitch whenever he thought of it.

Seeing Hou Qing's face freeze instantly and his incredulous expression, Qin Chuan finally couldn't help but let a smile flicker in his eyes like starlight.

Although I knew this was going to happen, witnessing this absurd scene with my own eyes was a completely different experience.

Chapter 86 Would you like to live a different life?

The outskirts of Chengdu are lush with vegetation.

Qin Chuan and his group walked leisurely through the area.

Hou Qing pressed his lips to the bone flute and repeatedly played the five notes taught by Chi Meng, finally recovering from the shadow of the sheep's blood.

He kept his lips tightly shut, not uttering a word, as if afraid of letting out that annoying bleating of a sheep again.

"Hey bro, aren't we going back?"

Chi Meng finally couldn't hold back and asked.

Although she knew that her father, the Gu King, was out of danger, as a daughter, she could not suppress her longing for her father whom she had not seen for so long.

"We will not return to Luoyang for the time being. If you miss Senior Gu King, you can have Lin Xuan accompany you back first."

Qin Chuan gazed into the distance and casually mentioned that Yuan Tiangang would be summoning all the feudal lords of the world at Xuanwu Gate in Chang'an.

"Well... Chi Meng, you should help your brother finish his business first!"

Chi Meng's dark eyes darted around, and she made up her mind.

Dad is always available, and this is a rare opportunity to accompany my little brother on his travels around the world. It's only a couple of months away anyway.

"Shouldn't we head to the Shu King's residence?"

Lu Linxuan looked around, puzzled. They were clearly getting further and further away from Chengdu, so how could they possibly see the King of Shu?

"When you come to visit someone's home, how can you arrive empty-handed?"

Qin Chuan's lips curled slightly as he stopped. The "generous gift" he intended to present to King Meng Zhixiang of Shu had already been delivered.

Before he finished speaking, two figures emerged from the roadside bushes like ghosts and knelt silently before Qin Chuan; they were none other than the Black and White Impermanence.

"All of Li Siyuan's henchmen have been captured."

Chang Haoling and Chang Xuanling deftly parted the bushes, revealing six stiff figures among them—the members of the Shang organization led by Li Cunren.

Their acupoints were sealed, rendering them unable to speak or move.

"Master of the Patience Sect, how have you been?"

Qin Chuan casually flicked his hand, releasing Li Cunren's pressure points.

"Young Marshal... you actually knew that my elder brother would send us into Shu?" Li Cunren's voice was hoarse, unable to hide his shock.

After the meeting at Cangbing Valley, Li Siyuan secretly ordered her to lead the Shang organization into Shu, intending to obstruct Qin Chuan.

Even more viciously, Li Siyuan ordered her to spread leprosy in Sichuan and then use the antidote to coerce Meng Zhixiang!

She was unwilling to do something that would anger both heaven and man, and she was even less willing to continue being Li Siyuan's lackey.

Unfortunately, he was poisoned by its unique snake venom, and in order to survive, he had no choice but to submit.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped into the territory of Shu, before they could even take any action, they were already defeated by the Black and White Impermanence.

These two actually reached the Great Heavenly Rank together, easily capturing her and the entire Shang Organization.

Upon seeing Qin Chuan, Li Cunren suddenly realized that the young marshal had already seen through all of Li Siyuan's plans.

"That big-eared thief, isn't he always using the same few despicable tricks?"

Qin Chuan scoffed, his tone laced with disdain.

How could he not know Li Siyuan's treacherous and despicable nature? How could he not be wary of him?

“Li Siyuan…is truly the most despicable and vile person in this world!” Li Cunren gritted his teeth, his hatred etched into his bones.

"Compared to a certain figure who has left his mark on history, the big-eared bandit is still slightly inferior."

Qin Chuan shook his head meaningfully.

He was referring to Li Siyuan's son-in-law, Shi Jingtang, who would one day surrender the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun to the northern barbarians and become a "puppet emperor."

These two, father-in-law and son-in-law, are no different from each other.

"Would you like to change your way of life?"

Qin Chuan's gaze was sharp as lightning as he stared directly at Li Cunren.

"Young Marshal, instead of killing me, you intend to persuade me to surrender?"

Li Cunren found it hard to believe.

When she first met Qin Chuan, she was already prepared to die.

"You don't want to?" Qin Chuan's smile vanished.

Recruiting Li Cunren was just a spur-of-the-moment decision; if she doesn't know what's good for her, then this is the end of it.

"I've been poisoned by Li Siyuan's snake venom, I'm afraid..."

Li Cunren's eyes dimmed.

Compared to Li Siyuan, she naturally preferred to follow the magnanimous young marshal before her.

But the snake venom, like a maggot clinging to her bones, was a shackle she could not break free from.

"Mere snake venom is nothing to worry about."

Before Qin Chuan finished speaking, he pointed his fingers like the wind and struck Li Cunren's four vital acupoints: Yin Jiao, Qi Hai, Shi Men, and Guan Yuan.

Li Cunren abruptly removed the cold iron mask, revealing a scarred face, and spat out a mouthful of black, foul-smelling blood.

"I have opened your dantian and dispersed most of the poison. With the addition of the antidote for the white-browed viper venom from your Tongwen Hall, you should be fine after a few days of rest."

Qin Chuan stopped, his tone indifferent.

"Li Cunren...kowtows to thank the young marshal for his life-saving grace!"

She bowed deeply, her voice choked with emotion, revealing her true feelings.

"Get up." Qin Chuan's gaze swept over the hideous scars on her face, and he said calmly, "When I have some free time, I can restore your former appearance."

"Restore...restore his appearance?!"

Li Cunren trembled violently, raised his head in disbelief, and his eyes instantly ignited with an unprecedentedly fervent light.

She was, after all, a woman, and beneath that stern face lay a deep concern and pain regarding her appearance.

"Now, we can go and meet that King of Shu."

Qin Chuan said no more and turned back to Chengdu.

In front of the Shu King's Mansion, Qin Chuan paid a visit to Meng Zhixiang in the name of the Grand Preceptor of Liang.

According to etiquette, even though the King of Shu held a high position, he should have personally come out to greet them. However, only the steward of the royal palace came out to greet them.

The steward spoke respectfully and explained the situation: Consort Li, Meng Zhixiang's most beloved concubine, had fallen seriously ill, causing the Prince of Shu great anxiety and sleepless nights, which led to his neglect of the distinguished guest. He expressed his deepest apologies.

"That old codger's scheme was indeed flawless..."