[{"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-353":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},2301241,4500,"Chapter 353: National War Dungeon and Belia","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-353",353,"\u003Cp>In a villa within the Interstellar Federation, the young man sat up from a soft bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Linna scratched his head and wearily thought: “I’ll continue practicing the Cursed Blood Body Great Art today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the Interstellar Arena proved that power gained within could be taken out, the entire Interstellar Federation erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless federation citizens wanted to enter the game, but there were far too many applicants and too few slots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For months, only fifty million players had deeply engaged in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To gain greater power, nearly ninety percent of these fifty million players devoted most of their daily time to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the number of players increased, understanding of the game grew daily, and countless specialized methods were developed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such as Killstream, Monster-hunting Stream, Dual-Cultivation Stream, Painstream, Bloodblade Stream, Faithstream…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Linna chose the playstyle publicly revealed by a professional player: Painstream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cursed Blood Body Great Art he was currently practicing accelerated cultivation the more severe his injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After cutting himself into a human corpse and gouging out his eyes, pulling out his tongue, piercing his ears, and severing all five senses, he gained nearly thirty experience points per hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since players could block pain and regenerated health rapidly, many adopted this cultivation method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the player’s real body suffered no harm upon logging out—so why not suffer in the game?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid this flourishing diversity of streams, players’ levels rose at a visibly rapid pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, due to the early-game method of gaining 999 experience per strike, advancing from Xuanguan First Stage to Ninth Stage required only about fifty thousand experience points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, after over three months in the game, under relentless leveling, roughly twenty million players had reached Ninth Stage and successfully completed their First Transcendence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This multiplied the number of Ascension Path cultivators across all martial realms by dozens or even hundreds of times—pure inflation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these players knew well: only after the Ascension Path did the real game begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike previous online games, the gap between each transcendence was as vast as heaven and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In pure physical terms, a Second Transcendence could effortlessly slaughter a First Transcendence army of one hundred thousand in a single day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a fucking numbers-explosion trash game,” Wang Linna muttered inwardly, then logged into his usual player communication site as per his daily habit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But upon logging in, he was immediately drawn in by the content—within a single day, the site had gained hundreds of thousands of new game threads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit, did the world explode? So many posts,” Wang Linna exclaimed, then clicked one and understood what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long-dormant Interstellar Arena released a new announcement: the National War Dungeon had opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Players were automatically assigned to factions based on their home nation: Alliance Nations and Yixin Nation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Players from Dayan joined Yixin Nation to collectively resist attacks from all other nations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, during the National War, killing enemy faction players granted massive experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So we’re entering PvP mode,” Wang Linna thought to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this announcement, players would inevitably start slaughtering each other—months of seated cultivation could be wiped to level zero in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the palace dais, Fang Can stood with arms crossed, gazing at the rows of coffins and tombstones before him, and spoke to the Liuhuo Wang beside him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you need my Qi Kun Da Nuo Yi for?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Fourth Transcendence you captured from Lihentian is a fraud—their Soul-Light transfer inheritance falls far short of expectations. I’ll use your Qi Kun Da Nuo Yi as a direct replacement,” Liuhuo Wang explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can nodded lightly, removed the white wristband he wore, and tossed it out: “All the content is stored inside. Have you decided how to handle the fifty thousand First Transcendence bodies?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course. Injecting memories one by one is too tedious. Better to batch-process them via assembly-line memory infusion—I already have candidates lined up,” Liuhuo Wang’s lips curled slightly as he envisioned a brilliant plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll await your world-shaking wisdom,” Fang Can replied calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for the three Fourth Transcendence bodies I gave you, use villainous souls—the righteous ones’ obsessions are too strong; my Soul-Settling Technique can’t control their minds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, I get it. All villains, right?” Liuhuo Wang smirked. “I’ve already sent them out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sent them out?” Fang Can blinked slightly. “Where?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Each Fourth Transcendence has their own will—they can’t sit still. So I just sent them to gather enough materials for me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do as you please,” Fang Can said, nodding lightly—he did not interfere in such matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This war was his own initiation; the karmic threads were directly bound to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more violently each dying person struggled, the stronger the power he harvested—so he welcomed their deaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever died, he benefited—so he had no concern for the lives of these martial cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, Ji Donglai’s debt must be repaid; otherwise, the consequences of collection could lead to death—and that would be troublesome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As countless thoughts surged through his mind, a flicker of irritation passed through Fang Can’s eyes—the suppressed rage from recent killings rose again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keep working here,” Fang Can said, then stepped forward and vanished completely from his spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elsewhere, Chizhi Nation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—Boom—Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal body, fifty-five meters tall, strode toward the Jushan Chaoliba lineage; each step shook the earth around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its surface resembled a black-and-red hide, with a purple crystal embedded in its chest, an aerodynamic head crowned with orange-yellow eyes, and clawed arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distance, countless disciples of the Jushan Chaoliba lineage hovered in midair, staring grimly at the giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who among our Chaoliba lineage are you, Elder?” asked a Third Transcendence elder. “Why have you assumed this form?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is my true form,” the being spoke in a deeply resonant voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I dislike the name ‘Chizhi Nation’—it reminds me of unpleasant memories.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Therefore… all of you must die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let you fools know my name—I am BELIA!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Belia crossed his claws; crimson light rapidly coalesced on his palms, then shot forth as a beam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dismium Ray!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the surging crimson light, the elders’ faces changed instantly—they transformed into countless giants to collectively resist the death-laden beam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1026,"2026-06-20T07:05:47.052Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","676c39197f51b30f40f8e5d183ed5a954ddce03eccac63cc5464b0705599627d","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-354","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-352",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]