[{"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-315":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},2294087,4487,"Chapter 315: People of Talent, Land of Spirit","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-315",315,"\u003Cp>Although called a slum, Jilongzhai didn’t seem as chaotic to Feng Xue as he’d imagined—at least compared to places like the Philippines’ garbage mountains or Dalit shantytowns, its layout was surprisingly orderly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Add to that the New Year season: though too poor to hang lanterns or decorations, most households had pasted red spring couplets and inverted fu characters on their doors; children in patched cotton coats ran wild through the streets, swinging stalks of sesame reeds, stomping them underfoot to make crackling sounds—poor folks’ firecrackers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These low houses formed a network of alleys within Jilongzhai, while at its edges rose buildings like towering walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five- or six-story buildings weren’t nearly as tall as in later eras; they looked like pigeon coops, with two-meter-high floors packed tightly together, each unit under ten square meters—but those who lived inside were often better-dressed residents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked, Feng Xue faintly spotted a wisp of white smoke and decided to approach—then his eyebrow twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smoke was harmless: it came from a porridge stall, where several bald monks—no, monks—were ladling thick grain gruel into the hands of beggars in line; occasionally, some people with soot-blackened faces and less tattered clothes came to collect, and the monks said nothing, simply serving them a bowl and murmuring “Amitabha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue’s eyebrow twitched because beside the porridge stall stood another booth, where several men dressed as priests handed out watered-down grape juice and wheat cakes to the queue, occasionally glancing at the monks—the atmosphere was tense and uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Further ahead, he saw literati pretending to practice calligraphy while offering to write letters for others; a kind cook sold rotten-meat noodles from a giant pot under the open sky; a craftsman occasionally shouted, sharpening shears and grinding kitchen knives; a woman drove a donkey cart loaded with jars, selling homemade wine, vinegar, and soy sauce…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And their shared trait? Cheap prices—and long life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, there really are quite a few. Makes sense—in a slum, it’s easy to accumulate merit and gather vows.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue nodded inwardly, then suddenly spun, grabbing a young girl by the arm—but he didn’t underestimate her; after all, the two million days of Yu Shou hovering above her head proved she was no ordinary soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Interesting. How did you find me?” The “girl” put on a timid expression, but the voice that reached Feng Xue’s ears was old and weary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t you see how everyone—adults and children alike—avoids me? Only you came near. If not you, then who?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue rolled his eyes, slipping his wallet back into his pocket; the “girl” returned the exact same eye roll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know everyone avoids you? Come to Jilongzhai, at least change into something appropriate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can’t I just be strolling around?” Feng Xue caught her meaning but grinned wickedly; the “girl” squeezed out two tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t let go, I’m going to cry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No one’s going to come rescue you anyway,” Feng Xue laughed casually. The girl, surprised by how calm this seemingly low-level youth was, dropped the act immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can tell if you’re just wandering. Speak up—what business are you starting? I’ll make sure to support you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the girl had dropped the pretense, Feng Xue released her, his tone now more courteous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I plan to open a clinic. May I ask for your guidance, Elder?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s eyes darted as she rubbed her wrist, wearing an expression like a thief who’d just escaped capture—her words utterly mismatched her appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A clinic? Black-market or white? Pills or talisman water? Jilongzhai already has vendors selling strength pills and dogskin plasters—don’t step on their toes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue merely loosened his collar, revealing a jade rabbit pendant. The girl didn’t notice at first—but as Feng Xue slightly lifted the seal on Su’e Huiye’s aura, her expression instantly shifted to realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then it’s settled—I’ll steer customers your way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl turned to leave, but Feng Xue’s expression grew strange; after a moment’s hesitation, he shook his head and continued wandering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bai Yi, who is that boy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking half a street, the girl found a tea stall; the owner poured her a large bowl of tea, and she whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A witch-shaman, worships the moon—not from Chu tradition, feels more northern, but different from shamanism too. The jade carving style looks familiar. Also, her aura gives me goosebumps—she must be practicing some powerful thunder art. And she’s filthy rich—her wealth is practically touching the heavens… Holy shit?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Bai Yi suddenly curse, the stall owner blinked—then saw her clenching a wisp of black mist, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Zhou, what happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mama! That woman hit me so hard she flattened me! But she looks familiar… I think I’ve seen her before with Papa…” The black mist emitted a voice only cultivators could hear, pitiful and laughable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yi’s expression twisted in irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Either stop calling me ‘Mama,’ or stop calling him ‘Papa.’ Otherwise, what are we?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way. Papa gave me a life, Mama raised me—father gives, mother nurtures—it’s natural!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the spirit stubbornly cling to its logic, Bai Yi gritted her teeth; the tea stall owner quickly intervened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder! Don’t get worked up! Spirits are always like this! Let’s talk about the newcomer!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, right.” Bai Yi shoved the spirit back into her pocket. “Point is, he’s rich, wants to open a clinic—probably aiming to collect Yu Tu’s vow energy. But with that kind of fortune, he won’t stay long in Jilongzhai. I’ll have someone test his skill. As long as he doesn’t kill anyone, we don’t interfere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue didn’t dwell on Mo Ying’s near-obliteration of the spirit; he wandered outside for half a day, ate a bowl of rotten-meat noodles, then lazily followed the markers back to the alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, did I take a wrong turn?” Feng Xue stepped into the alley and felt absurd—the place, which had looked like a typical urban village by day, was now completely transformed: not luxurious, but distinctly out of place, standing apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Welcome back, sir? I just delivered the furniture—take a look!” Sensing Feng Xue’s arrival, the realtor-cultivator popped out of the house, door wide open, gesturing for him to inspect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue was reasonably satisfied, but glancing at the surroundings, he couldn’t help saying:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t this house a bit too conspicuous?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem—it’s enchanted with a Illusion Form spell. Even cultivators won’t see its true appearance unless they specifically use Qi-sight. If you still feel it’s not enough, you can reinforce it yourself…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1078,"2026-06-20T04:32:50.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b0c8acb25842bf18a21859b76b33a7aee501066ba7581996d71fff5f21708859","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-316","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-314",365,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-cover.jpg"]