[{"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-121":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},2292084,4481,"Chapter 121","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-121",121,"\u003Cp>Zaxi Mo glanced over and saw three Super-Ninth Rank Great Bodhisattva Buddhist cultivators standing behind Mo Fen; he forced a smile and said, “Is this appropriate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Fen grinned and looked at Lu Ling: “What’s inappropriate? We’re just using some of her blood to perform a ritual to locate the Demon Land.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Lion Clan doesn’t need to worry about Lita, but our Flame Clan can’t ignore Young Master Wan Juan—he’s our Flame Clan’s cultivation genius, and a genius of the entire Buddhist Kingdom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zaxi Mo frowned and said, “You just claimed Young Master Wan Juan activated a demonic array, causing what happened over a decade ago—I don’t believe such a thing exists in this world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Fen shrugged: “I don’t care whether you believe it or not. Today, I’m taking her away—no negotiation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, the Lion Clan members’ expressions instantly darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flame Clan already held greater power, and over these years, their rapid advancement had firmly overshadowed the Lion Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that Mo Fen brought three Super-Ninth Rank Great Bodhisattvas alone showed his determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Zaxi Mo was furious, he couldn’t change anything—for the sake of his entire family and the bigger picture, he truly had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if things escalated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Fen wasn’t afraid—he was close to the powerful figures in the Buddhist Kingdom’s imperial court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! I absolutely refuse! You’ve merely read a few Buddhist taboos, and now you want to use my niece’s life to test them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Shana stepped forward like a lioness, shielding Lu Ling behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ling didn’t understand their conversation, so she tugged at Lady Shana’s sleeve and asked, “Auntie, what are you talking about? Why do they want to use my blood for a ritual?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Shana briefly recounted their earlier exchange, then comforted her: “Don’t worry—I’m here today. Unless I die, no one will take you away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged man from the Lion Clan stepped forward and barked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonsense! I say this woman may not even be Lion Clan blood—just for her, it’s not worth going to war with the Flame Clan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This view immediately won widespread approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some, terrified of death, even pointed at Lu Ling and Lady Shana, muttering complaints and accusations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zaxi Mo slammed his fist on the table and coldly said, “All of you, shut up—are you the heads of this family, or am I?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Mo Fen: “I don’t care what nonsense you just spouted about a demonic array—but you cannot just walk out of my Lion Clan with her!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What greater humiliation could there be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the Flame Clan and we become irreconcilable enemies from now on, I won’t let them simply drag her away like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Fen sneered and waved his hand; the three Super-Ninth Rank Great Bodhisattvas stepped forward. The leader clasped his hands and said, “I hear the Flame Clan has a Super-Ninth Rank Great Bodhisattva cultivator. Why not have a friendly duel?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zaxi Mo replied coolly: “No need.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Fen slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly, his tone threatening: “Are you looking down on me? We must duel today—there must be a winner and loser!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zaxi Mo’s face turned livid—he knew exactly what Mo Fen intended. The leader, Jiumo Xie, was a Third-Stage Great Bodhisattva, while the Lion Clan’s Bodhisattva was only Second-Stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two sides weren’t even on the same level; no duel was needed—they would lose for certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly, if our family’s Bodhisattva cultivator were injured, it would be extremely dangerous for our clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ling, sensing the danger, stepped forward with a smile: “If using my blood in the ritual can save my parents, I’m willing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Shana panicked and pulled her back behind her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re too naive! If they only needed a little blood, they could just ask for some—but if they want to take you away, it means they need a lot, and your life will be in danger!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Fen, speaking awkwardly in the language of Great Zhou, said: “She doesn’t mind—why should you force both our great clans into mutual destruction?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his way of offering Zaxi Mo a face-saving exit—he knew Zaxi Mo couldn’t afford to lose a Bodhisattva cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that happened, the Lion Clan was doomed to decline forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zaxi Mo fell silent. He hadn’t expected Mo Fen to be so tyrannical—he’d underestimated his resolve. He truly couldn’t bear the risk of losing a Bodhisattva cultivator from his own family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lu Ling… are you truly willing…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zaxi Mo’s voice trailed off; he rubbed his temples in frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making this decision was agonizing—he truly wasn’t suited to be clan head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden voice rang out: “Of course she isn’t!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Whoosh!* Every person in the hall turned to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young man dressed in Great Zhou official robes walked into the hall, smiling as he stared coldly at Mo Fen: “I heard everything you just said. You want to duel?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who the hell are you?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Fen’s expression darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Shana nervously tugged Lu Fang’s sleeve: “Are you crazy? Get down quickly—they have three Super-Ninth Rank Bodhisattva cultivators!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By coincidence and due to haste, Lu Ling had not revealed Lu Fang’s identity as the Marquis of Great Zhou’s Literary Crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, they hadn’t asked; second, she feared it might draw enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang smiled: “Don’t worry—I understand everything here. Coincidentally, my fourth senior sister is quite strong and wants to spar with them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, Lu Fang had asked Zhou Yiyi about her strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yiyi had simply replied: “I’m unbeatable below the Semi-Sage realm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, Lu Fang wouldn’t have been so bold—he’d have chosen another way to resolve this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your fourth senior sister?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Fen sneered, looking at Lu Fang as if he were an idiot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yiyi stepped forward, chin raised: “What? Disrespect me? You’ve got three Bodhisattva Buddhist cultivators here? Have them all come at once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?! Did I hear that right?” Mo Fen laughed uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zaxi Mo stared in shock at Zhou Yiyi beside Lu Fang—his own cultivation level couldn’t penetrate her true realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know whether Zhou Yiyi and Lu Fang were bluffing or truly powerful—but to fight three Bodhisattva cultivators at once? That was far too arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others in the hall burst into laughter—Zhou Yiyi looked no older than twenty; how strong could she possibly be? To fight three at once?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless the sun rose in the west, it was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since someone wants to die, let’s grant their wish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Fen gave a subtle nod to the lead Bodhisattva cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>",1096,"2026-06-20T03:56:21.568Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","607318b6cbba528d4a7ba4b7e2632da70980b6a4026298516b9b935e396293dd","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-122","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-120",289,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-cover.jpg"]