[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou":3,"chapter-the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-111":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Ink Saint of Great Zhou",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2292074,4481,"Chapter 111: Fourth Sister","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-111",111,"\u003Cp>“So there’s nothing to discuss?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang’s eyes locked onto the Twenty-Seventh Imperial Prince like frozen ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impudent! How dare you speak to the Prince like that?” the lead guard snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Twenty-Seventh Imperial Prince showed no anger, smiling sweetly: “Impudent? How dare you speak to Lord Wenguan like that? Lord Wenguan, no more words—please return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang paused, then said: “Twenty-Seventh Prince, how about this—I’ll stand by your side, if you release my sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Twenty-Seventh Imperial Prince boredly scratched his ear: “Lord Wenguan, I have no idea what you’re talking about? You want me to release your sister? What does that even mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t need to explain, and I have no interest in knowing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But just now you said you’d stand by me—I’m truly sorry. Your feud with the Xiao family? They won’t allow it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t need you as my subordinate—you’re not even worthy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden floor beneath Lu Fang’s feet shattered into fragments; the chair and table where the Twenty-Seventh Imperial Prince sat exploded into splinters!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what are you trying to do?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Twenty-Seventh Imperial Prince leapt up, stumbling backward in alarm; the guards tensed, eyes locked on Lu Fang as if facing a deadly foe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Ce stepped before the Prince, barking: “Lord Wenguan! What are you doing? This is the Twenty-Seventh Prince! Do you want to die?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang’s long hair whipped up by the force of his aura, he advanced coldly toward the Prince: “You really think I’m afraid of you? If you dare lay hands on my family, even if I must drag this to His Majesty, I won’t flinch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the guards surrounding him, and Song Ce—who had just reached the Sixth Realm—before him, the Twenty-Seventh Imperial Prince sneered at Lu Fang:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dog, how dare you threaten a member of the imperial family? I think you’re plotting rebellion! Seize him and throw him into the Ministry of Justice’s prison!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards shouted in unison: “Yes, Your Highness!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost simultaneously, the six Sixth Realm guards unleashed their full power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet suddenly, they found themselves frozen—the air thickened like glue, crushing their bodies, making breathing impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they could even think, they were blasted backward, crashing through the tavern’s walls and leaving gaping holes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is Lu Ling?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang continued advancing toward the Twenty-Seventh Imperial Prince.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Wenguan!” Song Ce blocked his path, voice low: “If you take another step, I’ll consider it an attack on the Prince—and then I won’t hold back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Twenty-Seventh Imperial Prince snapped:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You worthless servant, why waste words with him? Never mind the rest—just beat him senseless! I want to see him kneel before me! Isn’t your righteous qi supposed to be strong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of fury crossed Song Ce’s face, but he obeyed the Prince’s order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the god’s aid, his righteous qi since entering the Sixth Realm had merged with divine power, propelling his strength forward dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The god’s voice suddenly echoed in his heart: “Why care if this fool prince dies? If Lord Wenguan kills him—or humiliates him—it benefits you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Ce made his decision. Without even resisting, he flew backward, collapsing to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Twenty-Seventh Imperial Prince stared, dumbfounded. Facing Lu Fang’s furious approach, he swallowed hard, voice hoarse: “Lord Wenguan! I’m a prince! What do you intend?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang said nothing. He stopped a pace away, expressionless, and punched the Prince square in the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prince flew backward, slamming hard onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang strode forward, dark-eyed—when suddenly a figure appeared before him: Minister He Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Wenguan, don’t act rashly. His Majesty is already aware. Once the truth is uncovered, he will give you justice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Twenty-Seventh Imperial Prince rose, spitting blood and two teeth, snarling: “Minister He! You’ve arrived just in time! Lord Wenguan attacked me without cause—throw him into the Ministry of Justice’s prison!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minister He, seeing Lu Fang had calmed, turned and glanced at the Prince: “His Majesty summons you to Taihe Palace.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he and the Prince vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang paused briefly, then drew a glowing transmission talisman from his storage pouch—it was from his Third Brother, Wang Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We found Lu Ling outside the city. Your Fourth Sister rescued her. She asks you to come personally to retrieve her. Also, I’ve captured one of the Twenty-Seventh Prince’s guards. His Majesty ordered me to bring him straight to the palace.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang exhaled deeply. Lu Ling was safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the capital, Yingwu Mountain, before a crystal-clear lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman in her early twenties sat on the shore, her pale feet dangling in the water, schools of fish swirling around her toes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked innocent, almost childlike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hair was braided into countless tiny plaits, adorned with playful, colorful hairpins; beside her lay a bamboo basket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From afar, she looked like a country girl who’d climbed the mountain to gather herbs, now resting to play by the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet dipping her feet in the water during this bitter cold? It felt strangely unnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Lu Fang arrived, his full attention fixed on the woman. Even with his aura, he could not gauge her depth. He ventured: “Fourth Sister?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t turn. “They say clear water holds no fish—but why, then, are there so many fish in this crystal-clear lake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang’s mind stirred. He walked to the shore, watching the fish dart joyfully, and said slowly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The water is indeed clear—but when it rains, it turns murky; when snow falls, it freezes… So yes, clear water holds no fish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman nodded. “Little brother, you do have a point…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After further conversation, Lu Fang learned this Fourth Sister’s name was Feng Yiyi, her realm was Great Confucian Third Stage—everything else, she refused to answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Great Confucian Third Stage at twenty-something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang’s eyelids twitched. This Fourth Sister was unquestionably a celestial prodigy wherever she went.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Yiyi flashed a bright smile. “Master said I’m to be your guardian. Until you can protect yourself, I’ll be the one watching over you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Fourth Sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang bowed, then shifted: “Fourth Sister, you saved my sister Lu Ling—where is she?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Yiyi waved her hand. At the base of a nearby tree, Lu Ling and Xiao Tao lay unconscious. She snapped her fingers—the two girls slowly stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ling looked like a child caught doing wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang glared at her: “Come on. Let’s go home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ling shook her head. “Brother, I want to go to the Western Buddhist Kingdom. My biological parents are there.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1094,"2026-06-20T03:56:21.568Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2296272bc8a9b3e0a41876c5da7c70455641ef400f29113727df1cf55323c5bf","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-112","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-110",289,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-cover.jpg"]