[{"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-133":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},2292096,4481,"Chapter 133: United Forces","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-133",133,"\u003Cp>Li Yu’s expression was calm, not a speck of windblown sand clinging to her robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one in the capital boasted of her prowess, but as a girl she had composed verses of the Manifest Image grade—her Confucian talent was no small thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply kept a low profile, rarely appearing in public view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hui Jie’s eyes darkened with wariness; though he hadn’t used his full strength just now, Li Yu’s effortless parry still shook him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you ever seen peach blossoms?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu extended her slender fingers, plucking a petal drifting from the sky; countless petals formed a circular ring, locking Hui Jie in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hui Jie’s face twisted in horror—he reached to dispel the peach-petal ring, but could not. Sensing his abilities restrained, he suddenly felt the urge to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed danger from this woman before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he did not know precisely what the peach petals were, he guessed they were some kind of extraordinary supernatural power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu’s eyes hardened—a scroll of blank paper appeared before Hui Jie; the sheets spun around him, then—shriek!—they tore apart under immense force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a mirror suddenly shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hui Jie reacted swiftly, but still half a step too late—he stood frozen as if struck by lightning, then spat blood, his expression visibly withering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just one strike!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu, at the same realm, slaughtered Hui Jie instantly—that was her power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re weaker than I imagined.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu was about to strike and kill Hui Jie outright when she suddenly halted, frowning at the rapidly fading Buddhist barrier to her right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, standing unnoticed until now, was another monk clad in the Black Lotus Sect’s robes; from the black lotus emblem on his robe, he was a fourth-rank, third-tier Buddhist cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Yi Hui, save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hui Jie’s eyes lit with hope as he pleaded toward the middle-aged monk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Hui was a monk with a full beard, seemingly in his early thirties, yet radiated the aura of a human beast—not merely because of his height and burly frame, but because of an intangible presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Hui did not look at his fellow disciple Hui Jie, but at Li Yu, clasping his hands together: “Madam, long time no see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu frowned and stepped back two paces—this monk was the same evil monk she had encountered before. Her power was strong, but she was one major rank below him; her only option was escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single tier difference meant vast disparity, let alone a full major rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, Yi Hui had gained some rare opportunity—his strength far surpassed that of an ordinary fourth-rank, third-tier Buddhist cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Hui showed no haste to attack. He walked slowly toward the fallen Hui Jie and said, “You appear badly wounded.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hui Jie bowed repeatedly: “Master Yi Hui, you arrived just in time! This Zhou woman’s aura must be immense—don’t let her escape!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Hui grinned, raising his palm to strike Hui Jie’s head. Hui Jie might have been wary, but his current state left him defenseless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ghk—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hui Jie’s head lolled sideways as he collapsed, his eyeballs bulging out from sheer force; soon, a fist-sized mass of unclaimed aura rose from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Hui seized the unclaimed aura, then turned to Li Yu, intoned a Buddhist mantra, and shot after her as a streak of black light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such a persistent pest!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu glanced back at Yi Hui chasing her, snorted coldly—he was indeed formidable, or else she wouldn’t be fleeing. Even as a fourth-rank, first-tier cultivator, she could have used her supernatural art, Dirge of Fallen Petals, to fight him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated this desperate flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They chased each other for a full day and night; when the sun rose high the next day, Li Yu suddenly saw Lu Fang waving at her from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could this be such a coincidence!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu’s expression turned anxious. “Little Master, run! A fourth-rank, third-tier evil monk is behind me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang hadn’t heard clearly at first—he was too far away and thought she was greeting him, so he called out: “Didn’t expect to meet you here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Li Yu landed beside Lu Fang and explained, it was too late—Yi Hui stepped out of the black light, clasped his hands, and space rippled outward from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Worse! It’s a barrier!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu’s face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang swiftly assessed—the barrier around them was extremely sturdy, likely cast at great cost by the monk before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Yi Hui intended to kill them both here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Hui intoned a Buddhist mantra and chuckled: “I’m truly curious—your little master is a sixth-rank, second-tier Confucian? His aura must be substantial.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu watched Yi Hui warily and said to Lu Fang: “Little Master, I’ll hold him off—you find a chance to break the barrier.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang shook his head: “No, no, no—he’s fourth-rank, third-tier. If you fight him head-on, you won’t stand a chance. Let’s fight together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu glared at Lu Fang, irritated: “Little Master, why are you so hesitant? I told you to—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words cut off abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Hui wouldn’t let them deliberate further—he noticed Li Yu cared for Lu Fang, so he ignored her and attacked Lu Fang instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Listen to your little master—we might not lose if we fight together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang shouted, summoning his Qimen Flying Armor and retreating several zhang, positioning himself at an angle with Li Yu—so either could swiftly support the other if attacked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the situation had changed, Li Yu said nothing more—she unleashed Dirge of Fallen Petals, pink petals locking Yi Hui in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost simultaneously, Lu Fang also unleashed Dirge of Fallen Petals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two supernatural arts—Dirge of Fallen Petals—locked Yi Hui at once; he froze, overwhelmed by the dual restraints, his power draining rapidly, leaving him disoriented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your supernatural arts are identical.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yi Hui looked between Lu Fang and Li Yu, hesitation creeping into his eyes—he had expended immense Buddhist energy to form this barrier to trap them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they now restrained him with two Dirge of Fallen Petals, his advantage was no longer the crushing superiority he’d assumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yu also noticed Yi Hui’s hesitation and loudly declared, “Little Master, if we join forces, we have a seventy percent chance of killing this evil monk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, her confidence was hollow—deep down, she didn’t believe they could win, even with two Dirge of Fallen Petals restraining Yi Hui.\u003C\u002Fp>",1073,"2026-06-20T03:56:21.568Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0fe54288db9c63f60f4dc693f0fa145c09a36b688039aa0b90879f47d62be087","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-134","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-132",289,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-cover.jpg"]