[{"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-321":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},2301209,4500,"Chapter 321: Uninvited Guest","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-321",321,"\u003Cp>The center of the small town was packed with experts from all sects, the air thick with clamor from the demon-slaying assembly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The abbot of Shaolin, clad in plain white monk’s robes and a Buddhist cap, stepped slowly onto the stage, holding a gilded Chanzhang ; when he slammed it hard onto the ground, the entire courtyard’s blue bricks rippled like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Amitabha,” she lowered her white eyebrows, clasped her hands in greeting, and her voice drowned out the roaring crowd:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nun Xuanxu thanks all righteous martial heroes for traveling thousands of miles to eradicate evil and defend the Dao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was Shaolin’s abbot, Xuanxu, who entered the Fourth Transformation at sixty; over the years, she had slain dozens, if not hundreds, of demons using the Wrathful King’s Manifestation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Xuanxu spoke, the assembled heroes erupted in humble praises and flattery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By this back-and-forth, Fang Can was nearly yawning, when the Kungtong sect’s abbot finally suggested: “Thank you all for your kindness. Let us now discuss how to assault Cloud Peak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kungtong’s abbot, Guan Weitong, specialized in the Seven Injuries Fist, which injures the enemy seven parts and himself three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reaching the Fourth Transformation, he had attained the Indestructible Realm through the legacy of [Shenji Xuanzao].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In response to Kungtong’s proposal, the Emei’s Yuduan Jushi lifted her chin slightly and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Among the Four Demon Kings of the Demon Cult, the Green-Winged Bat King’s [Reverse Light Demon Shadow] is the supreme lightness technique; splitting our forces risks him overwhelming us one by one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Therefore, we must unite as one, advance with righteous might, and utterly annihilate the entire Demon Cult.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Yuduan Jushi spoke, the assembled heroes nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the murmurs of several minor sect leaders, Fang Can clearly heard: “Last month, thirty experts from the Diancang Sect were drained into withered corpses by that demon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the crowd spoke, a sharp laugh encircled them from all directions, echoing through the entire assembly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that sound, the demon-slaying assembly in the town center fell utterly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The six sect leaders all frowned, for the voice was unmistakably familiar to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the sound, black lightning wrapped around a figure, darting wildly through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some felt their necks grow slightly damp, as if licked by something unseen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha, thank you, Yuduan Jushi, for sparing me the trouble of dividing our forces!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the voice boomed, a figure wrapped in black robes stood atop the flagpole—a gaunt middle-aged woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wei Yixiao, the Green-Winged Bat King!” Yuduan Jushi glared fiercely at the figure: “How dare you come here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why not dare? You can’t catch me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yixiao sneered: “You gather to plan the destruction of my Holy Cult, yet you can’t even touch my shadow—aren’t you ashamed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wicked demon, cease your babbling!” A cold snort rang out as a golden palm, every detail sharp, hurtled toward Wei Yixiao from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuanxu’s monk robes billowed like clouds; behind her, the Wrathful King’s phantom solidified into tangible form, the gilded Buddha-palm crashing down with thunder and wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flagpole where Wei Yixiao had stood instantly shattered into wood chips; the ground within ten zhang sank into a pit over a zhang deep from the palm’s pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before impact, Wei Yixiao had already vanished like black lightning to one side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When all looked again, they saw the Shaolin abbot standing in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her beautiful figure, draped in Buddhist robes, was encased in a five-meter-tall Wrathful King, its eyes blazing with searing true fire as it fixed on Wei Yixiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Shaolin abbot’s Wrathful King Manifestation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once activated, a Buddha phantom forms around her; as long as the Buddha remains unbroken, fire and water cannot touch her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Already impatient? Is this the face of the righteous?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yixiao sneered: “You claimed you’d surround us—why delay so long? Very well, my Holy Cult awaits you atop Cloud Peak tomorrow. If you dare come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, Wei Yixiao’s gaze swept the crowd; when it passed Fang Can, her pupils brightened sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The youth, clad in snow-white robes, sat calmly amid the crowd, silver hair flowing like moonlight, faint blue veins along his neck pulsing with each breath—she suddenly felt her mouth go dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What an exquisite blood vessel…” Her tongue pressed against her fangs; her black robes stirred without wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legacy was called [Reverse Light Demon Shadow].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once activated, black lightning flows around him, compressing his personal time to ignore physical laws—his speed becomes twice that of a normal man, his reaction tenfold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combined with his already peerless body technique, no one can match his speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the cost is his lifespan flowing at double speed; his already limited life grows ever shorter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, there is the [Blood-Draining Great Art], which compensates for lost time by absorbing the essence and blood of high-level martial artists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Fang Can now, that craving surged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha, never expected to find such a beautiful vessel here—let me taste you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Wei Yixiao’s voice faded, her figure shot toward Fang Can like black lightning, her right hand lunging for the youth’s right shoulder to seize him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wicked scoundrel, bold indeed! Give me your life!” Abbot Xuanxu roared, swinging her golden arm to shatter the air and summon a gale, aiming to grab Wei Yixiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before the Wrathful Bat King, with his tenfold reaction and double speed, the abbot’s attack moved like a snail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her form shifted, dodging in a curve as she raced toward the youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, as the woman gazed at the youth’s face so close, her expression froze slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For in her tenfold reaction, she clearly saw the youth slowly lifting his eyelids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His red pupils, in this nearly frozen time, locked onto her figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘He can see my movements?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yixiao’s heart recoiled—then she saw the youth rise slowly from the stone bench, confirming her suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Where the hell did this nameless Fourth Transformation master come from? I’ll curse your father!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yixiao cursed inwardly; without knowing his legacy, she dared not meet his strike head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching his right fist inch toward her neck like slow motion, she shrank back, twisting her body violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Losing control mid-turn, she skidded across the ground, crashed through a wall, then shot like lightning toward Cloud Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll curse your big tits, kid—you wait! Don’t let me see you again tomorrow!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as she fled, Wei Yixiao kept hurling threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned to the human-shaped hole in the wall; the crowd seethed with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon-slaying assembly was supposed to unite against evil—yet this single demon had strolled through the heroes, taunted them, and escaped—pure humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Came here and think you can run? Not so easy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can snorted, leapt lightly with his legs, soaring high into the air before all eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1136,"2026-06-20T07:05:47.052Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","da73c15e37a45fa9476ba38f5164be2c8c0d2c4e7287babfe91d023041ba0fcf","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-322","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-320",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]