Wangxian Prompt/Self-fill Dump

He who is Worthy Pt 2

So I came up with two ideas, which one do you like better?

Translation this chapter:

西部花心 Xībù huāxīn= Flower Heart of the West

In under two hours Wei Ying is the sole occupant of Lotus Pier when Wen Zhuliu and the rest of the Wen Army arrive with Wen Chao, who came to gloat over the defeated sect, but when they burst into the Sword Hall and find only Wei Ying, still sitting where he was kneeling. Calmly kneeling there, Wei Ying ignores the dozens of swords circling around him, six of which form a deadly noose around his neck. He doesn't bother to acknowledge them as he slowly opens his eyes and looks up at Wen Chao. He had carefully arranged his robes to hide the three symbols he had drawn in blood that glowed with power, faintly, but still noticeable to even someone as weak as Wen Chao. Wei Ying had hoped to hear news of Lan Zhan; did he find his brother? What about Lan-Laoshi? Was he on his way back? His sister has said that Lan Zhan had hardly left his side as he slept after his encounter with the Xuanwu. Speaking of which, Wei Ying had apparently brought the strange sword he found back home with him, unable to let it go and yet as soon as he was safe, he let it fall and it remained on the floor in his room. While he had been trapped in his room, he had not not been fully idle. He had made the ward schemes, with the help of a few Shidis and maids who have proven their loyalty to him over the years had etched them all around the Pier and after teaching them his Messenger Fairies, helped him spread the warning and news to the people to begin etching the warding and locking talismans he'd made into their homes and shops, gather their valuables and families and start to slowly leave Yunmeng to head for either the Lanling Jin territories or the Meishan lands since they were much further south and thus well away from Qishan Wen's warpath, after all it was where his sister had been sent.

Wei Ying knows that at least Wen Zhuliu sensed the wards, was warily looking around, searching for the seals or talismans holding them in place. The smaller talismans and wards he had the people etch and his devoted group activate a secondary one with their spiritual power acted as support struts not unlike the very ones that hold Lotus Pier up over the massive lake on which it had been built onto. Lotus Pier was also known as Xibu Huaxin. Deep below, in the near black bottom of the lake lay a well of great spiritual power that gave life to all of Yunmeng in the form of fertile lands, lush with life and most importantly, the lotuses. Lotus Cove, the name of House Jiang, sat at the heart of it, and Wei Ying sat in the dead center of the house. He knows that if he dies, the wards will come crashing down not unlike the deadly waves of a flash flood, but thanks to the smaller wards and talisman in place, the wards will still hold even after. This will allow all who lived in Lotus Pier to return to their homes. Wei Ying wishes he could have lived the life he always dreamt of, being a great and just Cultivator, perhaps finding love, having a family and traveling the wilds like his parents had, a donkey and each other for company, lending aid wherever chaos arose. Perhaps he dreamt of living on a small farm, tending to fat little rabbits and helping chubby little infant hands to learn how to gently pet the skittish little balls of fluff and cuteness. Perhaps he is dressed in pale colors, colors so pure as to be likened to mourning dress. Wei Ying would feel his spouse's hands wrap over his waist as he leaned back into them. Maybe his belly is swollen fat and taught with another babe. How he aches for that, but no. He was Wei Ying, Wei Wuxian. He lived without envy and had the worse sort of luck. He is forbidden, it seems, by the Decree of the Heavens to never know true happiness.

Wei Ying's face snaps to the side, his cheek stinging and he slowly turns back to face Wen Chao, the one to have slapped him. It seems his inattentiveness was finally noticed and the spoiled prat struck him. How brave he was when Wei Ying was essentially pinned down and seemingly unable to fight back. Wen Zhuliu must have finished investigating and informed his young master of his findings, or lack there of. Wei Ying almost smiles.