[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy":3,"chapter-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-107":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","This High Martial World Is Too Crazy",{"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},2300995,4500,"Chapter 107: Hibernation and Cultivation","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-107",107,"\u003Cp>Without generating Qi, you cannot cultivate with the Master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the fastest to generate Qi can make the Master accompany only you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the cultivation manual in Fang Can’s hand, the three instantly had their eyes flare bright, then shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Master, we will surely meet your demands!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, they no longer doubted whether the manual Fang Can gave them was real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it were fake, they would still cultivate with that one-in-ten-thousand chance—if they succeeded, they must make the Master treat them like a cruel bandit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All for the Master!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding this thought, their glances at each other brimmed with fierce determination—tomorrow’s first slot would be theirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Cultivation will pass the boring hours.” Fang Can watched the three, their fighting spirit reignited, with satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a person is bored and lonely, they may drift toward nihilism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with endless emptiness, they might do anything—ice, self-harm, each filled with resentment like a vengeful ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, life must have some goal, not necessarily about meaning or honor, but to keep oneself from being swallowed by nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, let them cultivate. If they have nothing else to do, let them cultivate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The manual seized from Yuan Dang, “Everyone Can Cultivate,” has shockingly low difficulty—any normal person can generate Qi in two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, when they cultivated, the residual drug residue in their bodies hadn’t even been fully absorbed; with the drug’s potency, generating Qi in a single night was no problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given this, Fang Can was deeply curious: under his constant nourishment and this ultra-low-threshold manual, how fast could they ascend the Heavenly Path?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two months? Or one month?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it’s just a watered-down Heavenly Path, isn’t even the weakest one enough to utterly crush a Transformation Body?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, compete fiercely in my KPI.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can smiled at the spirited girls, said “Good luck,” then turned and left the villa with Li Xi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the three remained, deeply studying the manual file on Fang Can’s phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the villa gate closed again, the girls no longer felt the previous emptiness—only overflowing determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they clearly knew: ahead of them lay a goal, a carrot dangled by Fang Can, within reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every effort today is for tomorrow’s mad, frenzied struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To become a plush ball tomorrow!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their eyes burned unwavering faith—this will and belief now perfectly matched the so-called idealist cultivation system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could say the Evil Fallen Sacred Body isn’t a Sacred Body? Who could say perseverance for the sake of pleasure isn’t perseverance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, over the next five hours, Fang Can had each person cultivate with him, then sent them all to practice the manual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, due to the intense secretion of dopamine and other hormones during cultivation, most collapsed within three minutes—faster than Fang Can expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since this was the case, remembering Liu Qingmeng’s teaching, he decisively switched to the next person—otherwise, they’d truly collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After spending five hours bringing the remaining ninety-seven to peak condition, Fang Can chose restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he couldn’t pour all his focus into this alone—what about other cultivation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing on the rooftop terrace, Fang Can stared at his right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hours of insight, he successfully gave his right fist the same swelling function.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now was the time to test it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thought, blood from other parts of his body surged toward his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can’s fist swelled visibly before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within seconds, the diameter of his fist doubled, its volume increased eightfold, nearly the size of a human head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fang Can felt no joy—only dizziness, his body nearly unsteady on its feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something’s off.” Fang Can gripped the railing with his left hand, shook his head, then realized what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The increased volume wasn’t created from nothing—it came from vessel dilation and increased blood flow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those surging blood cells were drawn from elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply put: blood flowed from the big head to the small head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now the question: if the small head expands, where does the big head get its missing blood?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human body is a self-contained cycle; matter isn’t created from nothing. The small head swells because it borrows blood from elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if the entire body wants to expand, it needs external material input—who supplies the missing portion?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking down at his right fist, pale yet flushed from engorgement, its defense doubled—but at the cost of ischemia elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This technique is good, worth further study, but to use it in battle, it needs complementary adjustments.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At least, I can’t use it freely before reaching the Heavenly Path,” Fang Can sighed helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His earlier dream of dominating everywhere must wait—once his body is fully sponge-like, he’ll shift his research focus elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, after days of cultivation, Fang Can’s attribute panel read:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Name: Fang Can\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Body: 8.9\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit: 9.9\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi: 8.9\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flesh Alteration: 99.99997%\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already reached the Ninth Layer of Xuanguan, but after yesterday’s revelry battle, he fully pushed it to its absolute limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Fang Can faintly sensed a small chasm before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the chasm lay an abstract staircase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Fang Can wished, he could step forward now and easily cross this chasm—formidable to most martial artists—and reach the Heavenly Path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fang Can knew this wasn’t the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still felt his body’s strength increasing, bit by bit—slow, but real, still far from its limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled Jiang Ningan’s words: the legendary Tenth Layer of Xuanguan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought of the upcoming national competition, open only to Transformation Bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought of his failure to even make the Dragon Rank List.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With so many conditions unmet, Fang Can decided to lie low—for now, suppress his realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the late night, as the white-silk girl generated her first Qi, an excited cry burst from her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomorrow’s one hour with Fang Can is mine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her cry, the other girls looked at the white-silk girl with envy, lamenting why they hadn’t generated Qi first—after all, their internal Qi was nearly flowing together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the others’ envy, in a corner room, the mature woman Ying Yue remained unmoved, still deeply cultivating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike their impatience, she intended to use scientific cultivation methods to steal Fang Can’s time!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1037,"2026-06-20T07:05:46.054Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a8f203e23c04b42b37a4b75e40c913cfac7b1a3481767119df44f85e1dd6767f","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-108","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-106",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]