[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky":3,"chapter-i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-106":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I Must Immediately Strike It Lucky",{"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},2293878,4487,"Chapter 106: This Is a Thunder Art That Descends from Heaven","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-106",106,"\u003Cp>Brilliant lightning surged with Feng Xue’s full-power cultivation, not only drawing from the jade seal’s primordial energy but also pushing Feng Xue’s ordinary Qi to its limit; from afar, the silver-white flash trailed blue electric arcs, instantly tearing through the evil spirits in the air before exploding into blinding white light that illuminated all heaven and earth!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now!” As the evil spirit disintegrated under the purifying golden lightning, Li Maolin, hidden in the shadows, activated the Earthly Fiends—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three Fiends Seal the Evil!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earth qi churned, the fiendish energy taking the form of yin thunder, like a lightning rod drawing in Feng Xue’s scattered lightning Qi; the lightning that had barely held form after leaving his body now retracted, coalescing into a single bolt that slammed into Feng Xue’s house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This lightning appeared mighty and fierce, but it was already spent—exactly the effect Li Maolin wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the instant the lightning struck, countless fiendish energies vanished once more, as if all had returned to normal—only the electrified house emitted faint blue smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the arriving Xuan cultivators, it seemed as if Feng Xue had unleashed a thunder technique that reached from heaven to earth, obliterating both the airborne and house-bound evil spirits!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the purifying silver armor enveloping Feng Xue shattered; the already overburdened Mo Ying was scorched by the purifying force and could no longer sustain itself. Fortunately, Liu Yunxi still had strength left—she spread her wings, flew to Feng Xue’s head, seized him with her claws, and beat her Yaoli -infused wings hard, barely slowing his fall before landing precariously on the roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew…” Feng Xue, still shaken, slipped the [Escape Technique] jade tablet back into his pocket—he’d nearly used it several times—and checked his [Multi-Protocol Linked Spell Unit Prototype]. What he saw was worse: the jade tablets inscribed with protocols like shaping, sustaining, fixing, and flowing were cracked or shattered; the fabric carrier was riddled with holes, some gold threads melted straight through, others stubbornly fused onto the fabric as scattered golden specks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve tried full output before, so it wasn’t Qi overload… Hmm, probably the gold threads melted, causing a short circuit and Qi blockage…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue unfastened the fabric strip—thankfully, it contained fire-resistant incantation protocols, or his clothes might have caught fire too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gold is a good Qi conductor, but still risks melting. Either find a better carrier, or thicken the gold threads. Also, the purifying silver armor’s protection isn’t as good as I thought, and the reaction armor incantation’s trigger timing is too hard to nail…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue mentally reviewed the lessons from this real combat, then saw distant spiritual light approaching—he couldn’t help mutter, “Why do the cops always show up after everything’s already over?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Feng Xue knew well: they arrived late precisely because they respected him—since no markers were left near his residence, they couldn’t use teleportation to arrive quickly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though perhaps this world had unspoken rules against placing teleportation markers in wealthy districts too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shouldn’t you turn me back yet?” Liu Yunxi’s weary voice came as Feng Xue was organizing his thoughts; Feng Xue didn’t look up, replying:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You look like a person to me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew… I’ll never get used to turning into a bird!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yunxi, now in human form, shook her arms vigorously, a trace of fear still on her face; Feng Xue could only shrug:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What else could you do? You couldn’t fight on the ground, could you? Who’d have thought only the flying part was the real body, and the rest was just decoy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue muttered as he stood up, intending to call Mo Ying—only to find the spirit had retreated into the scroll. Feeling the resistance through their spirit pact, he abandoned any attempt to force it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If affection were quantified, Feng Xue had painstakingly raised Mo Ying’s affection from “indifferent” to “slightly fond” through painting tutorials—now it had plunged back to “cold.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, considering the purifying armor burns and the barrier-breaking lightning, it was a miracle Mo Ying didn’t retaliate outright!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, Mo Ying wasn’t the type with a hard temper—if he were, Feng Xue would’ve already considered replacing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instinctively tugged the lamp cord—when the light didn’t turn on, he knew the wiring had fried too. Muttering about whether the county magistrate would reimburse him, he finally navigated the smoky, dark house by memory to the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Feng Daoist, your righteousness! You used yourself as bait to exterminate all the evil spirits!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was that the legendary Five Thunder Divine Weapons? No wonder you’re a true heir of the Shenshao Sect!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’d heard of your thunder mastery, but today I see how vast heaven truly is!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder golden lightning is the most potent against evil and barrier-breaking—its power is truly extraordinary!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he stepped outside, a flood of praise engulfed him; Feng Xue didn’t know whom to answer first, so he awkwardly approached Chen Daozhang—the loudest flatterer—and explained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m ashamed to say, this wasn’t intentional—it was sheer coincidence. Everyone knows I came here to study; I grew up in the north, so I’m used to offering sacrifices to the Stove God on the 23rd of the 12th lunar month. I didn’t know the south observes it on the 24th—that’s what caused this mess…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that Feng Xue was noble—he simply couldn’t accept credit for such a stupid act, or it would create unwarranted expectations from this crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the dozen or so Xuan cultivators exchanged glances; an awkward silence spread. After all, even the Deng family, who had migrated from the north, had nearly forgotten the northern custom of the 23rd. Though everyone knew the saying “officials on the third, commoners on the fourth,” only a few had ever been invited to the provincial capital’s official rites—“official third” meant nothing to most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the county magistrate, who arrived late, was a seasoned veteran. Seeing the awkwardness, he didn’t care about the cause—he rushed over and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your residence clearly needs repairs. Why not stay at the county guesthouse for a few days? What do you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Magistrate,” Feng Xue gave him a mental thumbs-up and agreed readily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the awkwardness broken, the cultivators turned to serious business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Feng Xue’s technique had looked powerful, the evil spirit outbreak itself was suspicious. But just then, a young soldier in military uniform sprinted over, frantic:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad news! Father Smith was attacked during patrol—he’s unconscious!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Everyone gasped. Chen Daozhang couldn’t help blurting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s that old monk?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t care about his neighbor—he simply knew the old monk, like the foreign priest, was unsuitable for the main Stove God ritual due to faith, so they’d both been assigned patrol duty. Now that Father Smith was attacked, he naturally suspected the monk—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, that’s what Chen Daozhang assumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1135,"2026-06-20T04:32:49.208Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7f24e692be61e1a0edb4a4f8b18b04563a75e4d8f532257e2c8c637a6a7faf40","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-107","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-105",365,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-cover.jpg"]