[{"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-330":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},2294102,4487,"Chapter 330: Fully Leverage Your Advantage Zone","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-330",330,"\u003Cp>“Huh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barely coherent ash figure instantly scattered, filling the entire altar with ash mixed with plant soot, yet the ritual master showed no surprise; he casually tossed the charred talisman aside and gripped the katana’s hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wound that had just begun to heal suddenly split open again, blood spreading along the engraved patterns on the hilt’s wrapping; the mist that had drifted near the blade seemed summoned, pulling back the ash in the air along with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The master’s face was pale with a sickly pallor, yet his eyes burned unnaturally bright—as if his soul had been fortified, radiating a unique aura of authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a standard sheathing motion, the master stood still before the altar, as if lost in thought; meanwhile, Feng Xue glanced at the remains—now too destroyed even to bother hiding—and kicked them dismissively, sending up a cloud of dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing it was likely inhalable particulate matter, his expression darkened; he channeled his cultivation energy and activated an inverted Divine Speed technique, creating a swirling current around him that blew away every trace of ash and corpse powder. He did not return home, but instead asked through his mental link:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Found the person yet? If not, I’ve caught another one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not needed—we’ve locked onto them.” Xiao Lingdang, though her persona resembled a natural black, acted with the usual reliability of an AI, even projecting a route map directly into his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Feng Xue decided against going home and simply extended his hand toward Liu Yunxi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Feng Xue’s gesture, Liu Yunxi immediately understood; the instant their hands clasped, the phrase he had heard countless times echoed once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wisp of green smoke dissipated; Feng Xue rubbed the ring, chanted a spell, and vanished from the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spirit Ghost Transport? This kid really dares to use it! I remember he just arrived in Gangdu—doesn’t he know the place? Doesn’t he fear someone might walk by?” Watching Feng Xue teleport himself away, the distant onlookers exchanged glances. Spirit Ghost Transport wasn’t a difficult technique, but few used it for travel; even in dire need, they’d only teleport to places they knew intimately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason? The destination’s unpredictability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a person, animal, or even a randomly discarded bottle happened to be in the target space, it could become embedded inside the transporter’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Feng Xue wasn’t afraid—first, Xiao Lingdang used drones to calibrate the coordinates; second, he had pre-civilization beast medicine; third, Su’e Huiye’s healing divine power. He considered this minor risk negligible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of what confidence Feng Xue had to use such a method, the elders couldn’t just stand by. Though they allowed him to gain experience, Feng Xue had taken this risk for Gangdu’s sake—and thus, Gangdu’s cultivators owed him a karmic debt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How each elder manifested their divine powers was irrelevant; Feng Xue had already arrived at a street in Yangrenjie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The evening of Lunar New Year’s Day hadn’t quieted the place, but Feng Xue didn’t care about civilians—Mo Ying was his confidence!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having fully locked onto the target, Feng Xue drained the primordial energy stored in a jade tablet; with this energy bolstering him, Mo Ying extended the Ghost Confusion Charm over the entire Yangrenjie. In that instant, nearly all ordinary people were involuntarily affected—a powerful urge to return home surged within them; even shop clerks at work stayed put for various reasons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a commotion couldn’t possibly go unnoticed by the target—but the target didn’t emerge. Feng Xue frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like he’s planning a positional battle?” Feng Xue stared at the Japanese-style mansion and sneered. Instantly, he balanced the primordial energy of Three Water and Two Wood; thick, murky, mud-like cultivation energy dripped from his fingertip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drip…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pitter-patter…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rushing, rushing…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark, viscous cultivation energy surged like a living thing toward the mansion; in an instant, a muffled groan, suppressed to its limit, echoed from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting out a light laugh, Feng Xue kicked open the courtyard gate, clearly adopting a reckless, take-the-hit-to-win stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t some fool who’d waste his advantages—he had the upper hand in cultivation energy, so he’d use it ruthlessly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fierce roar rang out, accompanied by a sharp flash of blades; realizing further hiding meant losing all chance to strike, the hidden ninjas, as if coordinated, launched a simultaneous assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at this moment, Feng Xue displayed remarkable close-combat ability—though lacking formal techniques, he compensated with simplicity and directness. Surrounded by eight or seven attackers at once, he moved like a butterfly through flowers, precisely evading every strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Lingdang’s big-data simulations, combined with pre-civilization lightweight exoskeletons, gave Feng Xue an extremely high baseline: any opponent whose stats or mechanics couldn’t exceed the exoskeleton’s movement limits had no right to fight him hand-to-hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ninjas’ attempts to intercept had zero effect. Feng Xue took eight casual steps, and eight ninjas fell one after another behind him. He adjusted his collar, blew a casual whistle, and kicked open the wooden door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the classic Japanese corridor, paper doors and wooden floors formed a composition familiar from his past-life Japanese films. Feng Xue didn’t need to observe—he knew from past experience that ambushers must lurk behind every wooden panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before the all-pervading Yin Thunder, such ambushes became self-imposed traps. Anyone trying to outlast him in this environment of bone-sapping, marrow-sucking Yin Thunder had to consider how long they could endure it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that all? Should’ve just brought the Dragon Fang Soldiers to clear the place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue spoke dismissively, but his left hand suddenly shot forward—the thin paper door pierced instantly, and a body was dragged out from behind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ninja’s face was as pale as a corpse. Judging by his position, he’d likely stood in the Yin Thunder for over twenty seconds. From this alone, Feng Xue had to admire his willpower—but a ninja whose primordial energy had been nearly drained couldn’t possibly match him in…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Using a grenade? That’s not even honorable!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the explosion’s firelight, Feng Xue released his grip on the grenade, shaking off fragments and steel balls that hadn’t fully detonated. A normal person would flee as far as possible from a grenade—but Feng Xue was different: the farther he ran, the more dangerous it became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he was wearing armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At least offensive grenades can’t penetrate the lightweight exoskeleton’s defense.” Feng Xue felt his left hand, slightly numb from the shock; he acted unconcerned, but already regretted not securing some alien weaponry in He Zhenjie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1092,"2026-06-20T04:32:50.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","504597aa77818a122f4ae43f5e1b9993a21ef35c84fa06c43cba89653cf13e69","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-331","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-329",365,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-cover.jpg"]