[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er":3,"chapter-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-4":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","High Martial World: Getting Strong by Grinding Er Lang Shen's Talent",{"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},2330371,4558,"Chapter 4: Erlang Shen Yang Jian (Request Follow)","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-4",4,"\u003Cp>“Inhale~ Exhale~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years of standing-pile practice allowed him to quickly adjust his breathing and enter the state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coupled with the breathing method inherent to the standing-pile technique, Lin Qi soon felt waves of warmth rising from his waist, surging rapidly through his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Streams of qi and blood wandered through his body; muscles, bones, vessels—all came alive, like a furnace refining his flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling the key points of Hunyuan Zhuang in his mind, his muscles trembled, his chest rose and fell with each breath, his whole body grew hot, his skin reddened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fatigue, aching, tingling…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stifling air and physical discomfort tormented Lin Qi’s spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drip~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat dripped from his forehead like beads, quickly soaking through his short-sleeved shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hold on, hold on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi gritted his teeth and endured, emitting a “crack-crack” sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was now like a long-distance runner, clinging to a single breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he gave up, all his effort would be wasted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how long had passed; his consciousness grew hazy, clinging to willpower alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his panel, the template field had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You have completed a valid training session. Template progress reached 100%.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Template: None (99.9% + 0.1%)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment progress reached 100%!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Lin Qi’s mind went blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His consciousness plunged into darkness—a void, where only a tattered golden banner lay silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at that moment, the banner suddenly trembled, radiating brilliant golden light that illuminated the entire mental space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden patterns flowed across the banner, exuding boundless mystery and brewing power capable of annihilating all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The banner trembled again; in an instant, dozens of dazzling golden orbs erupted, circling the banner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, one of the golden orbs shot forward, transforming into a massive scroll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vast mountains, rugged rocks, strange forests, eerie trees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold, stern youth stepped forward, his countenance like jade, his frame towering, like a celestial god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clad in battle armor, wielding a divine weapon, a third eye on his brow, he released hawks and hunting dogs, blocking and surrounding, hunting demons and monsters deep within the wild mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scroll unfurled endlessly, golden light spreading, shrouded in mysterious aura: hunting demons in the mountains, capturing dragons and slaying serpents, splitting mountains to save his mother…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Telling tales of legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After an unknown length of time, the stern youth suddenly raised his head, stepped out of the scroll, his body swelling, golden light pouring forth as his third eye shot a beam of gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi’s consciousness was instantly struck by the golden light…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Template: Erlang Zhenjun · Yang Jian (Fusion Level 1%)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi snapped back to awareness, gazing at the panel—its template field had changed drastically; “None” was now “Erlang Zhenjun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below it appeared the words: “Fusion Level 1%.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, a torrent of information surged into his consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The higher the fusion level, the greater your martial talent. At 100%, you fully possess Erlang Zhenjun’s talent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi processed the information, a glimmer of understanding appearing in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, his spirit trembled—Erlang Shen?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Erlang Shen—a figure from mythology, folk tales, novels, comics, films, and TV dramas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bore countless titles: Erlang Zhenjun, Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, Chuanzhu Di Jun, the Hunter God…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innately gifted, immensely strong, boundless magical power, indestructible spiritual soul, flesh made holy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utterly powerful—a perfect warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi could hardly contain his excitement—this was Erlang Shen, a celestial being, the strongest among the third-generation disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun in myth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even just 1% of his talent would make him a genius in others’ eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he thrilled, a mysterious energy surged into his body—suddenly, searing pain exploded through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crack-crack~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bones shattered in an instant, twisting his face in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the template’s talent transformation!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi realized—the fusion process was also a bodily transformation, a reshaping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To avoid worrying his parents, he struggled to pull his dirty martial arts uniform from his backpack, twisted it into a ball, and bit it between his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crack-crack!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaahhh!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain—so much pain!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bones shattered, muscles torn, tingling, itching—the agony of standing-pile training paled in comparison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gene optimization—his entire body was being remade; tendons, bones, muscles, constitution undergoing a revolutionary transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi writhed on the ground like a caterpillar, sweat mingling with dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how long he held on—then lost consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three hours later, 11:30\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whirrr~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the stifling heat and the whirring fan, Lin Qi slowly opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The previous scene flashed in his mind—he was still shaken; the pain had been unbearable, worse than death itself, worse than the ten tortures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he rose from the floor, he caught sight of himself in the wardrobe mirror—dusty, sticky with sweat, nauseating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gurgle~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, a sound reached his ears—intense hunger surged into his mind like a thunderclap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Water, food!” Lin Qi quickly opened his drawer, swallowed all remaining red Qi-capsules, then devoured several blocks of compressed biscuits—the snacks he ate after training to stave off hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ate them one by one; in moments, they were all gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened the fridge, grabbed a drink, and gulped it down frantically—three bottles, then kept eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at the fruit and leftover dishes in the fridge, he began wolfing them down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eating, Lin Qi felt deeply satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But suddenly, an odd odor drifted through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sniff~ Sniff~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s that smell? Ugh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi smelled a foul stench, like decades-old sludge from a sealed sewer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it came from his own body—his skin was coated in grime and sweat, with streams of black liquid oozing out: metabolic waste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi stepped out of the bathroom, feeling utterly refreshed as he collapsed onto his bed, as if reborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m alive!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at the ceiling, he felt the contentment of a full belly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi felt his entire body light and free, as if his sinews and marrow had been purified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could ponder further, fatigue and sleepiness washed over him—he fell into slumber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, September 2\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding-ding!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi opened his eyes, turned off the alarm as usual, and sat up on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing he did was check the panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You have awakened the Erlang Shen · Yang Jian template. The higher the fusion level, the greater your talent.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Having fused Erlang Shen’s talent, your body has transformed; your talent and comprehension have improved.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Your stomach’s digestive capacity has been enhanced.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Name: Lin Qi (17)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Profession: Martial Artist】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Template: Yang Jian (Second Son of Heaven) — Integration Level: 1%】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Vitality: 5.3 → 5.4】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Martial Art: Hunyuan Stance, Tiger Form Fist (Minor Mastery), Basic Spear Technique】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Fist Technique: Stage One, 80%】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Spear Technique: Stage One, 60%】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Body Movement: Stage One, 57%】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi silently stared at the template entry for Yang Jian, and despite his calm mind, he could not suppress a surge of excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Integrating Yang Jian’s talent, even just 1%, had strengthened his physical potential and comprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up, stretched his body, and felt boundless energy surging from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although his vitality had only increased by 0.1, he felt it was due to insufficient resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could consume enough vitality potions and other resources, his vitality would skyrocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also noticed his body had become lighter and faster, all fatigue and soreness vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi clenched his fist; power flowed from his waist — better than ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The integration of this talent had not only reshaped my body; in novel terms, it had remade my sinews and marrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And it even relaxed my muscles — I don’t need physical therapy anymore, saving me a fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After muttering to himself, he stepped out and went to the bathroom to wash up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ssshh~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While brushing his teeth, Lin Qi stared at his reflection and was startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve grown taller!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi was astonished to find subtle changes in his height and physique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shoulders had broadened, his muscle definition sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After washing up, he went to the living room and checked the height mark on the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One meter seventy-eight!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had grown two centimeters — Lin Qi was delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this era, martial artists with adequate nutrition were on average ten to twenty centimeters taller than a few decades ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The average height for male martial artists had even surpassed one meter ninety, pulled upward by some who exceeded two meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Qi, you’re up? Have breakfast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Huiyi brought out buns and steamed bread and placed them on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, your health hasn’t fully recovered — you should rest more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi sat down with his black coffee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine, I know my body best. Don’t worry. Eat more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Huiyi said dismissively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi looked at the portion on the table — twice his usual amount — and began devouring it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was truly starving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, all the buns and steamed bread on the table were gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m off to school.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Be careful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Huiyi watched Lin Qi leave, her face growing weary again. She glanced at the bedroom: “Let Ah Zhen sleep longer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she turned back to the kitchen to prepare Lin Zhen’s breakfast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1536,"2026-06-20T20:27:41.493Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6ac37e452d925d1e464abd2ae8e42f16ff33903614413c5f9331f2207514b4eb","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-5","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-3",992,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhigh-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-cover.jpg"]