Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1727 Cutting off the source and intercepting the flow, a two-pronged approach

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"Snapped!"

A slightly crisp slapping sound rang out as Chen Weizhe slapped Zuo Tinggang's left arm without any hesitation. Zuo Tinggang was completely absorbed in the apocalyptic vision, his face almost contorted in disbelief.

This sudden movement jolted Zuo Tinggang awake, as if he were waking from a nightmare, and his unfocused gaze quickly sharpened.

Chen Weizhe grinned, his tone slightly mischievous and teasing: "What's wrong? Scared out of your wits? You've been staring blankly for minutes now, completely out of it, buddy!"

Zuo Ting had just come to his senses when he subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. He said with a hint of exhaustion, "It is a bit... Just now, the thought that most of the Soul Masters' comrades and their lineages might disappear without a trace in the future gave me a sense of powerlessness that was really hard to bear."

As a titled Douluo, he shouldn't have lost his composure like this, but who told him to have broken his guard just now?

Chen Weizhe clicked his tongue and patted him on the shoulder: "Look at you, worrying like a prince, but with the mind of an emperor. Alright, on the bright side, shouldn't you also thank the Chen family?"

He gestured downwards with his lip, "If it weren't for those old foxes from the Chen family who stumbled upon or outsmarted the system and figured out the secrets of that evil formation, our entire Soul Master world, including the two of us, would probably still be clueless like idiots, and might even be being used as blood donors!"

Zuo Tinggang let out a long sigh of relief and calmed himself down. "Old Chen, you're really calm. Aren't you flustered at all?"

“Who said I’m not worried?” Chen Weizhe retorted immediately, a wry smile appearing on his simple face. “My heart is pounding just as much as it is, like I have a rabbit in my chest.”

He didn't hide his nervousness, but his expression was relatively calm. "It's just that... my legs weren't shaking."

Zuo Tinggang looked at him and said, "It really is you. As expected of the Chen family of Hulu, who are known as 'wise men,' your mental fortitude is famously strong."

Chen Weizhe waved his hand: "Don't flatter me. I'm far from being good enough. However, while I was thinking about this, I did figure something out a little bit."

Zuo Tinggang immediately pressed, "Oh? What have you figured out? Tell me."

Chen Weizhe cleared his throat: "Look at those bastards from the Crimson Church, why do they have so many titles? To put it bluntly, the root of it all lies in that deadly 'Ancient Death Spiral Array'! With this thing, it's like they're cheating."

Zuo Tinggang listened attentively and nodded with an "Mm".

Chen Weizhe continued his reasoning: "For this evil formation to function, besides those mystical ritual objects, what is the most crucial and essential element? — It's essence blood! It needs a large amount of fresh essence blood that is full of power!"

"I remember, where did your royal family first discover this formation? Was it after the great battle that wiped out the Zhanlong Sect in Chang'an County? Why would you set up a formation in such a desolate place?"

He paused, then looked at Zuo Tinggang. Both of them knew perfectly well, "It's all about stealing the blood of those who died on the battlefield, especially the essence blood of the War Dragon Sect's soul masters!"

Chen Weizhe paused deliberately at this point: "This exposes an important problem: they couldn't move the corpses, so they could only secretly set up a trap in the wild to consume them? What does this mean?"

"This only proves two things: either the array itself isn't very efficient at 'absorbing' or 'refining' corpses; or the total amount of essence blood needed for a titled seed to break through is extremely astonishing, so vast that it might be inconvenient to transport over long distances, or their smuggling abilities are limited, or the risk of being discovered is too great." "Regardless of the reason, it all points to one thing—the scale of essence blood required for the array's operation and breakthrough is enormous! Think about it, this is the 'high-grade' essence blood of a Soul Master, which contains powerful spiritual energy. If it were an ordinary person…"

He shook his head, his tone resolute, "The amount required is an unimaginable, massive amount! It's simply not something that a secret magic array can quietly resolve."

Chen Weizhe stared into Zuo Tinggang's eyes and pointed out the solution: "So, the key point has emerged!"

"As long as we can control the corpses as much as possible, especially the remains of high-level soul masters who died in battle, and avoid large-scale battlefield massacres where hundreds or thousands of soul masters die at once, we can prevent them from getting anything or getting enough 'profit'."

"Therefore, the number of titles they can obtain through 'forced growth' using evil formations will inevitably be greatly limited!"

He emphasizes the control of the corpses of high-level Soul Masters. The corpses of ordinary Soul Masters and Soul Kings are relatively less valuable and are too numerous to be fully controlled. Therefore, the focus is clearly on the remains of "high-level combatants".

Zuo Tinggang nodded repeatedly, deeply agreeing: "This line of thinking... does indeed hit the nail on the head. However,"

He frowned slightly, thinking of the practical difficulties. "War is always unavoidable, especially between us and other races, like the continuous large-scale confrontation with the orcs. Each catastrophe involves hundreds of thousands or even millions of people being killed... It is too difficult to completely avoid a large number of casualties and the use of the evil formations by the evil formations."

Chen Weizhe also admitted this: "That's natural. If a large-scale conflict really happens, death certainly won't stop it."

"But in this current phase where the Crimson Church is causing trouble, or rather, in a period that is not a total catastrophe, what is the key thing we can focus on? It is 'preventive reconnaissance'!"

He emphasized, "Before a large-scale battle breaks out, we must strengthen intelligence gathering in the surrounding area as much as possible, keep a close eye on any possible deployments they might make, and do our utmost to prevent them from succeeding easily. This is the first priority!"

Zuo Tinggang pressed on, "Then... what about 'the second'?"

A glint of light flashed in Chen Weizhe's eyes as he continued, "The second method is much simpler and more brutal—kill! Kill them faster than they can build them!"

He counted on his fingers for Zuo Tinggang to see, "You do the math, just over the years, how many Crimson titles have our various forces taken down, openly and secretly? At least six publicly, right? And look at those four being besieged down there now..."

There were at least eight, but the Chen family did not announce that they killed the Luo family uncle and nephew. In addition to Yan Jiu, Xiong Ba, Yan Choulong, and Yuwen Changtai, there were two other titled Douluo killed by other forces.

One is the Spirit Hall, and the other is the Respectful Law Palace, one of the ten neutral organizations.

He pointed to the ground, "If we manage to keep all four of these alive today, that's ten dead! Oh right, I remember there's also Yan Wufeng. Although he's not exactly dead, he's practically crippled. Let's count him as half a dead man. That makes it close to eleven!"

Chen Weizhe's tone carried a cold calculation: "Eleven Title Douluos! Just think, how many peak Soul Douluos would they have to expend, plus how many years of time and massive resource accumulation, to make up for this level of loss in such a short time?"

He concluded, "Therefore, the second way to break the deadlock is: as long as we kill Crimson Titles faster than they 'generate' new Titles using the evil array, creating a negative growth, this vicious cycle can be stopped!"

He spread his hands: "Just like the business principle of 'increasing revenue and reducing expenditure,' to deal with Crimson, we must not only desperately block his 'source of essence and blood,' but also continuously kill his existing titles and ruthlessly cut off their 'flow'!"

"With a two-pronged approach, I refuse to believe that the Crimson Church can so easily snowball and grow bigger and bigger!"

(End of this chapter)