[{"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-95":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},2300983,4500,"Chapter 95: Those with Abilities Are the Real Family","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-95",95,"\u003Cp>Fang Can raised an eyebrow, surprised that the connection actually went through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t this Nine Clans clash kill anyone at all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Fang Can politely said, “Hello, may I ask if you are a relative of Da Li Wang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No no, sir, you’ve got the wrong person—I really don’t know anyone named Da Li Wang…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man on the other end of the line was nearly crying as he hastily denied it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having watched the livestream, he knew full well the two were locked in a Nine Clans duel—if he truly knew Da Li Wang, he’d be done for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Da Li Wang you’re looking for—his father—is right ahead, just hit by a car, covered in blood, probably dead,” the man hurriedly explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh.” Fang Can hung up the call and turned to Da Li Wang. “I’m sorry. Your father is dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can added, “Your mother and the rest probably won’t survive either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, by the way, you’re going to be killed by me too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence—dead silence. Throughout, Da Li Wang stared at him with nothing but hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought of this man being furious yet powerless, about to be crushed by him in the next second, filled Fang Can with pure delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since everything’s been laid out, let’s end it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can stepped forward with a smile, raised his right foot high, and stomped down hard, crushing Da Li Wang to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t leave immediately—he chose to desecrate the corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These cultivators’ abilities were bizarre and varied; unless he shattered both heart and brain, Fang Can wouldn’t feel safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a series of brutal stomps, reducing the body to a pulp of flesh and bone, Fang Can finally exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He checked the time—only two hours had passed since the start of the Carnival Day, yet so much had already happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s still plenty left to do,” Fang Can grumbled, turning toward the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The area was now engulfed in war; from high above, Fang Can gazed down at the city below, his eyes flickering with weariness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are so many vermin to kill today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can sighed and spoke to the drone: “Hey, everyone in City Z, report locations in the livestream—if you see any red-name players nearby, drop their coordinates.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, Fang Can pulled out his phone, entered the drone’s livestream, and ran while scrolling through the flood of comments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad my luck isn’t high enough yet—if it were, I wouldn’t even need to move; I could curse thousands to death from hundreds of meters away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept killing, killing, killing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That entire day, Fang Can didn’t rest—killing from daylight into night until he’d cleared every criminal in City Z.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the end, he’d almost forgotten why he was here; he just raised his fist and pulverized whoever stood before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This year’s Carnival Day was the first in history to eliminate every single violent offender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After waiting a moment to confirm no one else emerged, Fang Can sat down, breathing heavily—exhausted from killing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, a man stepped out of the shadows; as he appeared, the hovering drones instinctively veered away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can tilted his head slightly, fixing his gaze on the man emerging behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was middle-aged, forty or fifty, with messy hair and a grotesque scar running across his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he looked ordinary, Fang Can’s instinct told him this man was far more dangerous than Da Li Wang had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Ji Donglai, leader of the Dragon Team,” the man said without preamble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Dragon Team…’ Fang Can immediately recalled the organization’s description.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the legendary group formed by cultivators—ordinary people knew its name but nothing of its inner workings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without ceremony, Ji Donglai tossed Fang Can a tight-fitting leather suit. “It’s awkward talking naked—put this on. We’ll talk after.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is too big,” Fang Can said, staring at the suit, which was two sizes larger than his frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem. This suit is specially designed for cultivators—it automatically adjusts size and style to any attire you’ve seen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It also self-repairs. You can wear it in modern or ancient times alike.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re going to that world soon anyway—just wear this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Donglai explained slowly; Fang Can raised his hand and slipped into the suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the fabric clung to his skin, he felt a sensation of control over his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can thought for a moment, picturing the desired form—and instantly, the suit transformed into a set of connected silk threads forming shirt and pants, still one-piece but appearing as two separate garments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Fang Can inspect himself, Ji Donglai said calmly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve been wandering outside for over a decade. Now that you’ve chosen to reveal your identity, shouldn’t you come back?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Donglai spoke with utter indifference—he’d seen this behavior too often.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many cultivators, upon awakening, chose not to report immediately but instead hid away to play the role of the hidden master, the mysterious healer, the cultivator returning from the south.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Dragon Team discovered such types, they merely logged their files and let them continue their antics in the city, occasionally even supplying criminals as villains to entertain them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Lan Huo Wang—he played the urban game for over ten years before returning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as they didn’t come knocking, they pretended not to notice. After all, kids were just playing around—just don’t go too far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, those cultivators grew bored and returned on their own. There was no rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Fang Can’s silence, Ji Donglai continued slowly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The bond between cultivators is stronger than blood ties. I recall your file—you were kidnapped once, and your biological parents abandoned you for a mere ten million. Had you told them you were a cultivator, would that have happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You should remember the sixth lesson in your middle school textbook, Ji Donglai said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his words, Fang Can instantly recalled the essay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It told of a city-wide blackout caused by someone trying to save a sparrow trapped on a power line—he’d always thought it absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was real. The only difference? The sparrow belonged to a cultivator.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Donglai said slowly: “So come back. Why waste your time with these commoners? You’re lowering yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only we are truly family—that’s the bond between cultivators,” Ji Donglai emphasized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Including Da Li Wang, just now killed by me?” Fang Can asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Him? He killed his own two family members—that crossed the line. Criminals aren’t our family—they’re trash to be purged.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Lan Huo Wang hadn’t thrown him into the Carnival Day, I’d have killed him long ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caught a cold, posted late—sorry…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1102,"2026-06-20T07:05:46.054Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ed71589caeb52f535560f147141aff2302059802972fb04bc059339d14241ae9","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-96","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-94",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]