[{"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-325":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},2301213,4500,"Chapter 325: Mature Fang Can","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-325",325,"\u003Cp>Floating in a weightless, chaotic space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No up or down, no left or right, no sense of time or light—Fang Can held the Dragon-Feng Twin Pendant in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this realm, the Six-Transformation suppression affected both warriors and ritual artifacts; Fang Can’s lifespan dropped from 300 years to 100 years, matching his triple talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect of the Dragon-Feng Twin Pendant after use had also shrunk from 100 years to 33 years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a faint glow shimmering across his skin, Fang Can looked down at the jade pendant in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only remaining question was where to find a member of the opposite sex and force her to fall in love with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this space, it was clearly impossible for any member of the opposite sex to come to him voluntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, when Fang Can entered, he brought along a girl thousands of years old—right? Zi Ling Sword!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, Fang Can drew Zi Ling from his waist, his eyes gleaming with mischievous intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Fang Can’s gaze, the soft sword remained oblivious, wriggling slightly, urging him to pour his mental image into it quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll have to ask you to endure a little discomfort,” Fang Can suppressed the urge to laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Suppress it… suppress it again… but how could one possibly hold back laughter at something so absurd?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making a sword fall in love with him? It was too amusing—he wanted to burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Fang Can could no longer tell whether he was using the Dragon-Feng Twin Pendant to break the space—or simply to test its effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll hold off laughing until forty seconds!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can thought to himself, with not the slightest doubt about whether he could use it on Zi Ling Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Zi Ling Sword had been confirmed by AT field analysis as a female sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dragon-Feng Twin Pendant only required use on the opposite sex; Zi Ling didn’t even share the same species or material—it was alien in ways beyond measure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, blinding light erupted from the carved dragon and phoenix pattern on Bai Yu, silently enveloping Zi Ling Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the void, a red thread extended unidirectionally from the sword’s hilt to Fang Can’s wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the other end, temporal power acted upon Fang Can’s physical body, rapidly consuming his lifespan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his lifespan dwindled, Fang Can clearly felt the changes in his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White hair spread like vines from the back of his head, growing until it reached his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His originally eighteen-year-old, slightly childish face matured, finally settling into the appearance of a twenty-two-year-old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the boy had once been somewhat soft in demeanor, he was now a sunlit, rugged young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face had been reshaped by an invisible chisel—the gentle contours of his youth replaced by sharp, cliff-like cheekbones, his jawline carved into a razor-edged arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Block-like muscles, dense with power capable of toppling heaven and earth, had grown; his height surged from 1.8 meters to 1.9 meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his height surged, his spine cracked like glaciers splitting—his 1.9-meter frame tore through his old clothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the final trace of temporal force seeped into his flesh, shadows cast by his lowered lashes flickered with molten-red light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he raised his arm, the muscles rippled like a slumbering dragon’s spine awakening—as if even emptiness would kneel before this perfected male form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this my body after a century of slumber?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can observed his right hand, feeling the mountain-tide power surge as his fingers clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind-sea, the once golden, brilliant light was now engulfed by thick black flame, transformed into a pure, negative black sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Pride Gate had not yet been crossed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, his body had leapt forward a century in time, and accumulated negative emotions had fully saturated his flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fifth Transformation? No… not yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can realized—he still felt the suppression of the Sixth Transformation; in raw power alone, he was still inferior to the Fifth Transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tssss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a light tug, he tore open the tight-fitting outer garment clinging to his body, revealing sharply defined muscles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can’s crimson gaze fixed on the empty space before him—his power was fully gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s see if my current strength can finally shatter this barrier.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this thought, endless black energy spilled outward like overflowing water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Fang Can’s AT field—now tainted by his mind’s complete corruption from pride, its mental image began to ooze with evil, domineering energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the AT field filled the entire five-meter space and continued spreading outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overloaded, the field saturated the space; the Qiankun Yi Qi Bag acted like a pressure cooker, sealing every ounce of pressure inside without leakage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the boy’s clothing clung to his body like a second skin under the field’s pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a Third Transformation warrior entering this space would be crushed into pulp in an instant—but Fang Can moved with ease, as if soaking in a warm bath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the boy slowly raised his right arm, terrifying power gathering within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak… creak… creak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he lifted his arm, the entire inner space of the Qiankun Yi Qi Bag cracked with fragile, stressed lines, as if barely holding together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pressure is built—now, just wait for the explosion!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can’s face turned icy; his right fist poised—then he struck with all his might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This punch was faster than ever; beneath his fist, the entire AT field within the space boiled instantly, pressure surging to its maximum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled thunderclap echoed through the space, as if ten thousand lightning strikes detonated simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything within the space was shattered by the terrifying force—large portions of the space were obliterated by Fang Can’s right fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the Qiankun Yi Qi Bag was carried at the waist by the nun Shuode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle within had reached its fever pitch—Xuan Xu spat blood as he fought the increasingly powerful Golden-Maned Lion King, the Buddha’s phantom on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other Grand Masters looked worn out, showing signs of defeat; of the three Grand Masters fighting Dongfang Wuji, two were now shredded into bloody fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only He Chong and He Miao of Kunlun Sect, relying on their elemental-immortal bodies, had prolonged the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with two Grand Masters dead and two holding off enemies, the remaining four were overwhelmed by the Four Grand Masters of the Demon Cult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those below Third Transformation were being slaughtered at terrifying speed by Wei Yi, the Fourth Transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is heaven determined to destroy the righteous path?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Xu murmured a Buddhist chant, sorrow flashing in his eyes—over a thousand had already died; everywhere, blades flashed and screams echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slammed his palm against the Golden-Maned Lion King lunging at him; the force swept everything within five zhang into oblivion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this blow had exhausted his entire mental image—his Dharma Body shattered, revealing his true self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless his qi flowed again after ten breaths, he could not reform his golden body—he could only fight with pure flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1168,"2026-06-20T07:05:47.052Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e0b48dd94485bd33d735b28d67b44694a0ee66cc0a6203685e12bd8c99aaca87","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-326","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-324",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]