This High Martial World is Too Crazy!!!

Chapter 106: Chapter 106: Hibernation and Cultivation

You can’t cultivate with the Master until you develop a sense of qi.

But the first one to feel their qi would get to have the Master all to herself!

The moment they saw the Cultivation Technique file in Fang Can’s hand, the three girls’ eyes lit up, and they declared in unison:

”Yes, Master! We will absolutely meet your requirements!”

At this point, they no longer doubted the authenticity of the Cultivation Technique Fang Can had given them.

Even if it was fake, they had to cling to that one-in-a-million chance and cultivate. If they succeeded, they would make the Master turn into a wicked villain and treat them as roughly as he pleased.

Everything for the Master!

With this thought in mind, the three exchanged glances filled with intense competitive spirit. Tomorrow’s first pick would be theirs.

’Good. Cultivating will give them something to do to pass the boring hours.’ Fang Can watched the three girls, their fighting spirit rekindled, and nodded in satisfaction.

When people are bored and lonely, they are likely to drift toward nihilism.

Faced with endless emptiness, they might resort to anything—drugs, self-harm... They would each become as full of resentment as a vengeful spirit.

After all, people need goals in life—not necessarily for meaning or honor, but simply to keep from being swallowed by the void.

In that case, it was best to have them cultivate. If they had nothing else to do, they could just train.

Coincidentally, the *Everyone Has a Technique to Practice* that he’d tortured out of Yuan Dang was astonishingly easy to learn. A normal person could generate a sense of qi after just two days of practice.

During their previous ”cultivation,” the girls hadn’t even fully absorbed the residual potency of the medicines in their systems. With that boost, developing a sense of qi in a single night would be no problem at all.

That being the case, Fang Can was very curious. With the combination of his day and night ”nourishment” and this extremely low-barrier Cultivation Technique, how quickly could they reach the Heaven-Ascending Road?

Two months? Or one?

Even if it was just a knockoff version of the Heaven-Ascending Road, the weakest practitioner on that path could still completely crush someone with a Transcendent Body, right?

’So, go ahead and join the rat race for my KPIs.’

Fang Can looked at the high-spirited girls, offered a smiling ”Good luck,” then turned and left the villa with Li Xi.

He left the three girls behind, already engrossed in studying the Cultivation Technique file on Fang Can’s phone.

As the villa’s main door closed once more, the girls’ earlier sense of emptiness was gone, replaced by an overflowing fighting spirit.

Because they knew they now had a goal. The carrot Fang Can dangled before them seemed just within reach.

All their efforts today were for the frenzied battle of tomorrow.

’Tomorrow, I’ll become a limp plushie!’

Their eyes shone with firm belief. At this moment, their willpower and faith perfectly aligned with a so-called ”idealistic cultivation system.”

Who could say that a Corrupted Sacred Body wasn’t still a Sacred Body? Or that persevering for the sake of Sesi wasn’t true perseverance?

Quickly, over the next five hours, Fang Can had each of the women ”cultivate” with him before sending them off to practice the Cultivation Technique.

To be honest, the rush of dopamine and other hormones during their ”cultivation” was so intense that, on average, they collapsed in under three minutes—a speed that surprised even Fang Can.

Still, remembering Liu Qingmeng’s advice, he decisively switched partners. It wouldn’t do to let things get out of hand.

After spending five hours bringing the remaining 97 women to their ”peak,” Fang Can decided to exercise some restraint.

After all, he couldn’t pour all his energy into this. He had his own cultivation to attend to.

Standing on the rooftop, Fang Can looked at his right hand.

After the insights gained over the past few hours, he had successfully enabled his right fist to expand as well.

Now, it was time to test it.

With a thought, blood from other parts of his body surged into his arm.

Engorged with blood, Fang Can’s fist swelled at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, his right fist’s diameter had doubled and its volume had increased eightfold, making it nearly the size of a human head.

But Fang Can felt no joy. Instead, a wave of dizziness washed over him, and he nearly lost his balance.

’Something’s not right.’ Fang Can steadied himself with his left hand on the railing and shook his head, quickly realizing the problem.

The increased volume didn’t come from nowhere; it was caused by vasodilation and increased blood flow.

That surging blood was drawn from other parts of his body.

To put it simply, it was like blood flowing from the big head to the little head.

But now came the problem: if the ”little head” expanded, where would the ”big head” get its missing supply from?

The human body is a closed system; matter doesn’t just appear out of thin air. The ”little head” could get bigger because it diverted blood from elsewhere in the body to supplement it.

But if his entire body were to expand, it would naturally require an external source of matter. Who was going to provide what his body lacked?

He looked down at his right fist. Engorged with blood, its fair skin had a rosy tint, and its Defense Power had doubled. But this came at the cost of ischemia in other parts of his body.

”This move is good, and it’s worth researching further. But to use it in combat, I’ll need some way to compensate for its drawbacks.”

”At the very least, I won’t be able to use it freely before I reach the Heaven-Ascending Road,” Fang Can lamented.

His plans of going on a rampage would have to be put on hold. Once his body was completely ”spongified,” he would shift the focus of his research to other areas.

At this moment, after his cultivation over the past few days, his stats on the attribute panel read as follows:

Name: Fang Can

Body: 8.9

Spirit: 9.9

Qi: 8.9

Flesh-and-Blood Mutation: 99.99997%

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He had already reached the Profound Gate Ninth Layer Realm, but after yesterday’s battle on Carnival Day, he had pushed that Realm to its absolute limit.

Fang Can could now faintly sense a small chasm before him.

On the far side of that chasm was an abstract stair.

If he wished, he could take a single step and easily cross this chasm—a feat as difficult as ascending to heaven for most Martial Artists—and reach the Heaven-Ascending Road Realm.

But Fang Can knew this was not the Endpoint.

He could still feel his body’s strength increasing, little by little. Though the growth was slow, it was undeniable progress. He hadn’t reached his limit yet.

He thought of what Jiang Ning’an had told him about the legendary Profound Gate Tenth Layer Realm.

He also thought of the upcoming international tournament, which only those with a Transcendent Body could enter.

And finally, he remembered that he hadn’t even secured a rank on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

With so many conditions still unmet, Fang Can decided to lie low and suppress his Realm for the time being.

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Later that night, as a sensation of qi manifested within the girl in white silks, she let out an excited cheer.

”Master Fang Can’s hour tomorrow is all mine!”

At her cheer, the surrounding girls looked at her with envy, lamenting that they weren’t the first to develop a sense of qi. The flow of qi inside them was already on the verge of coalescing.

Unlike the envious others, in a corner room, the mature Ying Yue remained unmoved by the commotion, still engrossed in her cultivation.

Compared to the others’ restlessness, she planned to claim Fang Can’s time by using a more scientific approach to her cultivation!