[{"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-57":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},2300945,4500,"Chapter 57: Eating and Drinking","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-57",57,"\u003Cp>At dawn, the warm sunlight streamed into the room, illuminating it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qingshi slowly woke to find a bare-chested boy seated cross-legged at the head of her bed, utterly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s eyes snapped wide open; her drowsy mind instantly cleared, filled with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did I end up in bed with him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Awake?” Fang Can spoke calmly, his back to her, but Ye Qingshi heard fierce malice in his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go wash up. You have half an hour to stretch your legs. Then come back and hold me again.” Fang Can’s eyes were red as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had maintained Evil Tiger Devouring Body all night and felt blood rushing to his brain—his mind hazy, as if drugged, craving to tear everything apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lightly patted her body, confirmed her clothes were intact, and sighed in relief—then immediately doubted her own allure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shot a light glare at the solid back before him, said nothing, and quietly ran out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can ignored her retreating figure and closed his eyes once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was still the same: his priority for martial training >> deep interaction with the opposite sex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, in his constant Genius State, both willpower and judgment ensured he always made rational choices, never swayed by base urges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this all assumed mating offered no benefit to martial cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Fang Can obtained a scripture that advanced his realm through dual cultivation, he would transform from an absolute rational sage into a world-raping demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, starting with Ye Qingshi before him, he might truly follow the “if” path predicted by Yuan Dang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, with steady progress, he was merely delaying that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire morning, Fang Can spent in martial training; as he slowly concluded his practice, his attributes rose noticeably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Name: Fang Can\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Body: 5.8\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit: 5.8\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi: 5.8\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flesh Transformation: 21.8%\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally, Xuanguan Second Stage.” Fang Can exhaled a turbid breath; after a night of grueling practice, his strength had increased by another ton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this rate, when his flesh transformation reaches 100%, his muscle explosive power should reach 40 tons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combined with Evil Tiger Devouring Body, it could stack to 100 tons—but was this truly the limit of his body?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted his body lightly and stepped out of the room, ready for today’s sparring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far away, Yuan Dang watched in horror as Fang Can emerged from his senior sister’s chamber, dressing as he walked. His heart felt like it was bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His senior sister, whom he dared not even touch, had been claimed by this thief—how many days had passed? Already sharing a room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Dang gritted his teeth, staring at Fang Can’s back: ‘Fang Can, you’re born a demon. Beneath your pursuit of the martial Dao lies humanity’s deepest desire. For you, mating is as simple as eating and drinking…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware he was being called a demon, Fang Can left immediately after learning the locations of today’s three unlucky targets from Ye Yonglie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside Huanmeng Tower, Fang Can did not bow at the gate—he walked straight in, crushing their mental images with pure force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, after a few breaths, a worn-looking black-robed elder stepped out, hands behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I am Fang Can. I seek sparring with Liegui.’ Fang Can bowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two incense sticks later, Fang Can wiped the blood oozing from his cheek’s broken skin and strode out of Huanmeng Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, a group of disciples surrounded their unconscious master, their eyes filled with awe as they stared at Fang Can’s departing figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Liegui’s Dissipating Body was shattered by a purer form of Dissipating Force,’ muttered a seasoned martial artist watching nearby, his shock unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scene shift: seventy li away, outside Xuan’an Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can absorbed three strikes from his opponent with pure Dissipating Force, then reversed with joint locks to snap the hall master’s arm, rendering him unable to train for days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t even activated Evil Tiger Devouring Body—merely using the Dissipating Force he’d learned from the previous Liegui had ended the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Thank you for the match,’ Fang Can said, wiping blood from his mouth and bowing, walking away as the hall master watched helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At dusk, Fang Can staggered out of Kuangmo Alley, coughing blood, his clothes torn, his body bruised purple and blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three consecutive battles—he’d prolonged each to steal techniques, exhausting his mental image mid-fight and causing unexpected complications.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind Fang Can, every disciple of the Kuangmo Cave lay dead, blood soaking the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d tried to swarm him while his mental image was spent—deserved death, so he’d taken the time to kill them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As night fell, Fang Can coughed blood while leaning against the wall, heading back toward Liyang Martial Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s three battles had yielded remarkable results: beyond technique gains, his flesh transformation rose again—to 23.4%!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Tomorrow, I’ll fight ten at once,’ Fang Can thought, then sighed—these martial artists were too far apart; traveling wasted too much time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If only these people could gather in one place, letting me challenge them one by one…’ he mused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Master, you’re finally back!’ Seeing Fang Can, Ye Yonglie exhaled in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the bloodstains—trivial matters. Martial cultivators lost limbs, limped, it was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So long as they didn’t die instantly, even if their head was severed, they could pick it up, reattach it, wrap it in gauze, and recover in a year or two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Hmm. Pick ten more for me tomorrow,’ Fang Can said flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘There’s something you should know,’ Yan Zhi added:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Since you’ve been challenging well-known mental-image martial artists, several halls have received word and are preparing to unite.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Oh? Planning to rally and punish me?’ Fang Can’s eyes lit up—he’d been worried he couldn’t find enough opponents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No,’ Yan Zhi said. ‘They’re arranging a single location for you to spar, so you won’t have to run around.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What?’ Fang Can’s eyes widened—he thought he’d misheard. When had martial artists become this accommodating?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Apparently, the master of Husha Men suspects the challenger is a former disciple and flew into a rage—he won’t let a banished disciple act so arrogantly.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Zhi scratched his head, baffled: ‘So he ordered us to gather and defeat this renegade properly, to uphold Husha Men’s honor.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can: ‘…The Husha Men Master’s invisible hand is still at work. How magnificent.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware of the truth, Yan Zhi and the others muttered among themselves, puzzled—how was this different from group tutoring? Weren’t they just feeding a tiger?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘And now, Husha Men’s people must regret it to their bones,’ remarked many outsiders, gleeful at their misfortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d kicked out such a rising star—now they’re furious and losing big. What were they thinking back then?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1113,"2026-06-20T07:05:46.054Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b1a8875c6190c9b9d2cf75743581c690681d2842e2f13aeb5f5f411192b8e678","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-58","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-56",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]