[{"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-19":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},2291982,4481,"Chapter 19","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-19",19,"\u003Cp>“I’m not a good person.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang walked toward Xiao Jincheng with a grim face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish! Swish! Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fluorescent Moon Sword violently darted back and forth in front of Xiao Jincheng, who sat paralyzed on the ground, nearly grazing his skin several times, leaving a series of cuts across his body and face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do. Not. Kill. Him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ji, still frozen, opened his mouth to plead, for he sensed the surge of killing intent radiating from Lu Fang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jincheng was the descendant of the Three Dukes, the grandson of the former Chancellor; if Lu Fang killed him, the consequences would be unimaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t want trouble, but someone is trying to kill me—then they should be ready to die by my hand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang pointed, his face like frozen frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the crowd’s cries of shock, the Fluorescent Moon Sword pierced Xiao Jincheng’s arm, spraying a spray of blood as it emerged from the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jincheng screamed, clutching his gushing arm, his eyes filled with venomous hatred as he glared at Lu Fang: “You’re dead! I’ll kill you—I’ll kill your whole family, you lowborn scum! Aah~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost simultaneously, the Fluorescent Moon Sword pierced holes through Xiao Jincheng’s shoulders and legs, each one spouting blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My grandfather was the former Chancellor of the Great Zhou Dynasty—you cannot kill me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After meeting Lu Fang’s eyes, blazing with killing intent, Xiao Jincheng grew afraid—this man truly meant to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle Five! Someone is trying to kill me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jincheng screamed at the top of his lungs, his arrogant bravado replaced entirely by terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish! A flash of cold light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jincheng’s head was severed by the Fluorescent Moon Sword; the clean cut at his neck spouted a column of blood upward like a broken faucet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm blood splattered onto the nearby Confucian students; Lu Fang, standing closest, was drenched in blood from head to face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop. Plop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood droplets fell one by one onto the frost-covered white stone floor, blooming into grotesquely beautiful crimson flowers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the vast white stone square, over a hundred Confucian students stood—yet now, absolute silence reigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one believed anyone would dare kill Xiao Jincheng, descendant of the Three Dukes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when Lu Fang unleashed his fury with the Fluorescent Moon Sword, no one thought he would actually kill Xiao Jincheng—they assumed it was only a lesson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He killed Xiao Jincheng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Confucian student wiped the blood from his face, his eyes blank as he stared at Xiao Jincheng’s headless corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How bold of you! To commit murder in public and kill Master Xiao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Wenzé turned pale, stepped back several paces, then leapt into the air, shooting like a streak of light toward the rear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alas! Killing Xiao Jincheng—even a prodigy who formed a Book Spirit at such a young age—means only death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a waste of a Book Spirit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too impulsive!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone shook their heads in sorrow, pitying Lu Fang—forming a Book Spirit promised an illustrious future, but killing Xiao Jincheng meant that future was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ji broke free from his frozen state, staring at Lu Fang calmly wiping blood from his face, and at Xiao Jincheng’s severed head and corpse on the ground, his expression grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had killed Xiao Jincheng, it wouldn’t have mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was alone, a lowly life—best he could do was trade his life for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lu Brother, you shouldn’t have…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ji fell silent—he had no right to lecture Lu Fang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone tried to kill me in the academy—I killed them in return, and I have no regrets.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang spoke with unshakable conviction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ji sighed: “That’s true, the logic holds—I don’t think you did wrong, but you must come with me at once to see Director Liu and explain, lest the repercussions be endless!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The repercussions are already here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang looked toward the rear of the academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who killed Xiao Jincheng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A roar rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white-robed middle-aged man, hair standing on end, soared into the air from the academy’s far end, took one step through the sky, and landed on the white stone square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon seeing Xiao Jincheng’s head and corpse, the white-robed man’s face twisted in fury as he scanned the students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone he looked at avoided his gaze—except one: Lu Fang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You killed my nephew.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white-robed man narrowed his eyes like a venomous snake fixing on Lu Fang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Lu Fang could answer, Hua Wenzé, who had just rushed back, shouted out: “Director Xiao, it’s him! He killed Master Xiao Jincheng—everyone here saw it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jincheng’s dying cry of “Uncle Five” referred to this white-robed man—Xiao Xun, one of the two Supervisors of the Wenyuan Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mountain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xun uttered a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mountain tens of zhang tall descended from the sky, crashing toward Lu Fang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost simultaneously, golden armor clung to Lu Fang’s body, allowing him to barely dodge the falling peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are a Supervisor of the Wenyuan Academy—you strike without asking why or how. How arrogant of you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang rebuked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xun, who had intended to crush Lu Fang instantly, halted, laughing bitterly with rage: “You’re utterly ignorant of your place—you killed a member of my family and still dare to argue?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He tried to kill me—I killed him in return. What fault is there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang raised his head, standing tall, demanding an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xun sneered: “Jincheng had his reasons for wanting to kill you. You defy the laws of Great Zhou—you killed a member of my family. Not only will you die, but your entire clan will be exterminated.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Try it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang’s face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he the strength, he would have killed Xiao Xun on the spot—spouting nonsense and threatening his family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How dare you speak to Director Xiao like that!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Wenzé pointed at Lu Fang, scolding him with smug, petty triumph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heaven is vast, earth is wide, but principle is supreme. I don’t care if you’re a Xiao or a stray cat or dog—I won’t stand still and let you kill me, nor will I sit mute while you spout lies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Fang spoke with unshakable certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well said!” Chen Ji, who had remained silent until now, clapped his hands in approval. “Even if heaven collapses today, I’ll stand with you, Lu Brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough noise!” Xiao Xun angrily swept his sleeve, unleashing a crushing aura that pinned Chen Ji to the ground, unable to lift his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice of surprise sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xun stared in disbelief at Lu Fang, standing perfectly upright—he was a Second-Rank Master, and his “Presence” had no effect on an Eighth-Rank, First-Stage Confucian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was this possible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kneel!” Lu Fang pulled a token from his waist and raised it high, shouting at Xiao Xun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xun’s knees bent and slammed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heavens! I must be dreaming!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened to Director Xiao?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crowd gasped in shock, the token in Lu Fang’s hand glowed, revealing a hazy, elderly figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xun offered no resistance—his entire face was crushed flat against the ground by the figure’s overwhelming aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Half-Sage Xu Han Yi · Disciple Token.\u003C\u002Fp>",1199,"2026-06-20T03:56:21.568Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","77563eae66b6921a67692a48ef1bb9723f23795b406fda99954207c843a72af8","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-20","the-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-chapter-18",289,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-ink-saint-of-great-zhou-cover.jpg"]