[{"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-41":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},2300929,4500,"Chapter 41: Perpetual Prodigy State","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-41",41,"\u003Cp>'There's not enough money...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside Yanggu County, dozens of kilometers away in Xianyun County, Fang Can spent the night at an inn and stared at the three taels of silver left in his possession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the purchasing power of this world, those three taels of silver would suffice for an ordinary person to live frugally for nearly half a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for someone like him, always on the move, it wasn’t enough to cover even these past few days’ inn fees and meals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Should’ve brought some gold when I crossed over,' Fang Can sighed as he collapsed onto the inn’s bed, pulling out a stack of receipts from his robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were letters of allegiance from every major faction within a hundred li, each allowing him to collect protection fees monthly from martial academies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can flipped through the receipts, marking on his mental map the factions he’d visit next to collect payment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on the due dates, he selected three receipts: Liyang Martial Academy, Qingyan Cottage, and Heishi Gambling Den.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With these receipts in hand, he could earn at least three hundred taels tomorrow—ensuring he wouldn’t worry about money for a year—then flee with the cash and wander the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I heard Jiang’s Ruin Sword Mountain lies in Liangzhou, quite far away—should I go seek her out?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can lay on the bed, legs crossed, letting his mind drift aimlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he immediately recalled her suggestion that he undergo the Egg-Swap procedure, and instinctively dismissed the idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing out the window at the scattered stars, Fang Can’s consciousness grew heavy, slipping slowly into sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lying on the bed, Fang Can had only dozed for two hours when a chilling sensation rose from the back of his skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, that unmistakable feeling jolted him upright; his right hand seized the Longquan Sword beside him, eyes darting around like a startled hound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew this chill well—it was his talent, Ni Ji Tai Lai, activating, meaning someone lurking nearby intended to harm him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Where’s the enemy?' Fang Can scanned the room, sword drawn, heart empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calming himself, he sat cross-legged on the floor, closing his eyes to sense the changes in Ni Ji Tai Lai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized the ability had indeed triggered—but unlike before, when it flared violently for a short time, it now maintained his talent at a steady, continuous level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Does Ni Ji Tai Lai think the hidden threat is real but not serious, so it’s just giving me a token boost in talent?' Fang Can speculated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Comparing with the panel, he found his talent now hovered at roughly three times his normal level—nothing like the dozens-of-times boost from arsenic—but more like the minor risk of tripping while walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the increase was small, it was stable: three times his baseline talent meant he was perpetually in a minor prodigy state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the ability judged the threat as minor, Fang Can ignored it—after all, having someone quietly watching him, boosting his talent for free, was no bad thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they finally show themselves, I’ll crush them outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked out the window—the sky had just begun to lighten, faint sunlight bathing his body, continuously charging his cells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now fully awake, he packed his belongings and set out to collect debts; his first target, naturally, was the nearest Liyang Martial Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his long sword on his back and short hair, Fang Can passed through the morning crowds; since leaving Hushan Gate, the proportion of martial artists around him had dropped sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the eighty or ninety people he passed, only a few had steady steps and radiant blood qi; not one had crossed the First Xuanguan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, martial cultivation requires willpower, and even those with good talent must train for two years just to barely reach the First Xuanguan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this realm is unstable, rising or falling with one’s mental state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most people train to rise above others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet during the day they toil in the fields, enduring their boss’s scolding, accumulating rage; even if they stay disciplined at night, their deeply depressed mindset only hinders cultivation, making effort futile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless you’re wealthy, you won’t even get the chance to train—if your life is full of bitterness, you’ll never cross the martial gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the morning glow, Fang Can arrived at the gates of Liyang Martial Academy, gazing up at the bold, powerful characters carved on the signboard, and nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'May I ask, brother, what brings you to Liyang Martial Academy?' The gatekeeper stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he sized Fang Can up—his attire and the sword on his back clearly weren’t ordinary, so his tone softened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can didn’t waste time, pulling out the receipts: 'I’m from Hushan Gate.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing 'Hushan Gate,' the gatekeeper’s tone dropped another notch, bowing deeply with utmost respect:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Please wait a moment, sir—I’ll inform the academy master at once.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the gatekeeper rush off, Fang Can thought the man’s reaction was excessive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he saw another guard placing a chair behind him, bowing obsequiously: 'Please sit, sir—he’ll be back before the incense burns out.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can: '...Oh, you’re too kind.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard, flustered, waved his hands: 'Sir, don’t mention it—it’s our duty.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the academy, the messenger sprinted into the meeting hall and reported to the current master, Ye Yonglie: 'Master, Hushan Gate has come to collect rent.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Oh?' Ye Yonglie, just risen, tilted his head in confusion: 'Why so early today? They usually come at You hour.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I don’t know. And unlike previous messengers, this one’s a new face—never seen him before.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'A new disciple?' Ye Yonglie frowned slightly: 'Did he say how much he wants? Five hundred taels? A thousand?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'He didn’t say.' The guard scratched his head. 'But he looks young—probably just graduated from the Training Hall, inexperienced. Maybe he’ll ask for less.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Hard to tell.' Ye Yonglie found the situation tricky. After a moment’s thought, he said: 'Bring him in.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Yes, Master.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the guard hurry out, Ye Yonglie sat patiently in his high-backed chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, a young man with commanding presence entered under the guards’ escort; Ye Yonglie rose immediately:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Truly, heroes emerge in youth! I am Ye Yonglie, current master of Liyang Martial Academy. Another young talent from Hushan Gate—I’m honored. May I ask your name?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Call me Fang Can. You know why I’m here.' Fang Can smiled, pulling out the receipts from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Ah, of course, no problem!' Ye Yonglie smiled, handing him a money pouch: 'A small token from me.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1088,"2026-06-20T07:05:46.054Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","cd3fa37f0acd2d90d8336c669fde7ba5a5501f84d51226a818bbf2fc641ee562","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-42","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-40",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]