latelenovela Chapter 290 Determination
Chapter 290 Determination
At the hour of You (5-7 PM), Wei Ying and Lan Zhan, refreshed after washing and resting, walked side by side into Yun Chuan Residence (where Wen Ruohan privately entertained his close clansmen and subordinates) in the orange-red afterglow.
Wen Ruohan, who was leaning against a gray-iron-colored lattice wooden chair with a carving of a magnificent red sun that seemed to radiate light and shine upon all things, was lost in thought and his gaze wandered around. He was the first to notice the two people who had entered the main hall.
Before Wei Ying and Lan Zhan could bow in greeting, Wen Ruohan sat up abruptly, looking relieved yet expectant, and said, "Oh, the young masters of the Wei and Lin families have arrived! Do you have any good news to share with us?"
The joy and relief overflowing in his tone clearly showed how impatient he was at that moment!
Wei Ying and Lan Zhan were momentarily stunned by Wen Ruohan's warm welcome, but after a moment, their inquiring gazes swept over Wen Zhiji and the Wen Clan's Supreme Elder, who were standing to the side with pursed lips and stern faces, and they immediately understood the source of Wen Ruohan's enthusiasm and sincerity.
With his mind preoccupied with other matters, Wei Ying had no time to pay attention to Wen Ruohan's slightly childish thoughts. He simply followed Lan Zhan with a solemn expression and respectfully bowed to Lan Wenjing, Nie Changfeng, and the others who were sitting with Wen Ruohan in the room.
After exchanging greetings, Wei Ying couldn't wait to explain to everyone present the results of his hard work over the past period.
At the same time that Wei Ying was giving a vivid and engaging explanation, Lan Zhan, in perfect coordination, raised his hand and quickly unfurled a map about thirteen feet long and five feet wide in front of everyone, connecting it flawlessly to the flower stands used for decoration in the two corners of the room.
In his ears was Wei Ying's clear and convincing voice explaining things logically and persuasively. Before his eyes unfolded a huge map covering the main area of the entire Demonic Cultivation World, with detailed content. The mountains, rivers, and landforms were lifelike, as if the real landscape had been scaled down and printed on a scroll.
During this time, Wei Ying would occasionally pick up his vermilion brush and, in conjunction with what he was saying, make strokes on the relevant parts of the picture.
Under the triple attack, the thoughts of everyone in the room quickly became caught up in the rhythm of Wei Ying's words and actions, and they began to think along his lines.
Wei Ying continued speaking and drawing for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. On the huge and realistic map, a complex and ancient vermilion magic array, stretching from the Tianshan Mountains in the west to the Blackwater Heavenly Primordial in the east, from the Ailao Mountains in the south to the Xiangbei Yishan Mountains in the north, took shape under Wei Ying's brush.
Before anyone could even register the invisible, intimidating power and ancient, obscure nature of the formation, Wei Ying slammed his pen down on the map, striking the point clearly at the central node of the formation.
Yiling Mass Burial Mound!
"This is the result of Lan Zhan and my hard work over the past few months, so this is what we'll be focusing on next!"
What followed were Wei Ying's powerful, resolute, and extremely determined words, behind which lay his do-or-die, all-or-nothing, and crazy belief that success was the only option!
Lan Wenjing and the others hesitated for a moment, carefully considering their tone, before asking as calmly as possible, "So...?"
Wei Ying looked back without emotion, his gaze indifferent and unwavering: "The time is ripe; it's time to launch the final assault!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Ruohan felt his blood boil. A bloodthirsty and warlike smile involuntarily appeared on his handsome face. A deep, cold curve appeared on his lips as he teased him with a half-smile.
"What? You two young men are getting impatient and unwilling to waste any more time with those petty scoundrels? Then, where shall we begin this battle that is destined to sweep the world?"
"Wen Ruohan...!"
Hearing Wen Ruohan's words, which seemed to thrive on chaos and were steeped in blood and corpses, Nie Changfeng was shocked and enraged. With that shout, his thick eyebrows stood up and his leopard eyes widened as he glared furiously at Wei Ying and Lan Zhan, who were standing upright below him.
His left hand instinctively gripped the hilt of the long sword strapped to his waist. If Wei Ying's answer was even slightly off, this sharp long sword would surely be unsheathed in Nie Changfeng's rage, performing a feat of cleaving a living person in two!
Seeing this, Lan Zhan's pale blue eyes turned cold. He stepped forward to stand in front of Wei Ying, facing the imposing Nie Changfeng and the bloodthirsty Wen Ruohan. After a graceful bow, he said calmly, "Wei Ying and I have never thought of sacrificing the lives of tens of millions of innocent people to achieve our wish!"
Nie Changfeng's imposing aura faltered, and Lan Wenjing seized the opportunity to gently and warmly add, "Brother Changfeng, we have known Wei and Lin for a long time, and we know that they are both young heroes with a heart for the world, who help the poor and needy, and whose character is noble and proud. With such qualities, how could they choose such a heinous and selfish act?"
"Brother Changfeng's temper is still as straightforward and impatient as ever. The two young men are still young and lack foresight, so they can't quite grasp the point when they speak, and they inevitably ramble on. As elders, we need to be more patient and wait until they have fully expressed their thoughts before offering our comments."
Nie Changfeng's momentum slowed, and he cast a suspicious glance at the two men in front of him who stood tall and proud.
Wen Ruohan, his guess dismissed with a single sentence, relaxed his grip and slumped back in his chair, half-lifting his eyelids as he asked indifferently, "Oh? In that case, our operation was so much ahead of schedule, many follow-up arrangements were abandoned, the power of the Hundred Families was not significantly weakened, and the aristocratic system and old forces remain deeply entrenched. Under such circumstances, without widespread bloodshed and sacrifice, how can you two ensure our side's chances of winning?!"
Faced with their doubts, Wei Ying turned to the side, his expression unchanged, and pointed with his index finger to the Burial Mound highlighted in red on the map, replying confidently and firmly: "Just because of it!"
"Oh?"
Wen Ruohan crossed her hands on her high, straight nose, her eyes bright and full of interest as she raised her voice and pressed on, "Tell me everything!"