[{"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-334":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},2294106,4487,"Chapter 334: If a Seal Isn","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-334",334,"\u003Cp>“Little Feng, practicing morning exercises again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the early morning, Feng Xue was routinely training in the courtyard when Bai Yi shuffled in from the alley entrance, waving from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her, Feng Xue slowly ended his stance and resonated his Qi to call out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fortuitous timing, Elder—I was just about to seek you out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Bai Yi assumed it had to do with yesterday’s Japanese cultivator and wasn’t surprised. She said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“‘Elder’ sounds too formal. I’m surnamed Bai; the younger ones call me Bai Yi. If you don’t mind, you can too. I’ve found the Wu Xiu sect manuals you asked for—take a look and see if they suit you. If not, I’ll go find more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’d better be truly ‘searching’ this time.” Feng Xue recalled her behavior during their first meeting and silently grumbled, but he still ended his cultivation and led Bai Yi inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as they entered, Bai Yi nearly lost her composure: hanging from the ceiling beam in the center of the parlor was a rope, tied around a frozen corpse like a cocoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone might have been bearable—but the man’s body was covered in incomprehensible, scribbled talismans. Yet the residual Qi confirmed this was no mere decoration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on? Are you keeping a corpse? I’ve never heard of anyone keeping corpses in a yang dwelling! And he’s still alive, isn’t he?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yi’s mind brimmed with questions, but Feng Xue, as if expecting this, explained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This Japanese Xuan Xiu is why I sought you. He sent people to attack me multiple times yesterday—but that’s not the point. I’m unsure if it’s connected to the incident the night before, but his mental sea has anomalies I can’t decipher. If you know a cultivator skilled in this, take him back for inspection. Otherwise, I’ll have to send him to Chenghuangmiao…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mental sea anomalies?” Bai Yi had thought it was some trendy revenge tactic, but now, hearing Feng Xue, she grew serious. Still, she first reached into her Hutian pouch and pulled out a thick stack of bound books.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here are the Wu Xiu manuals you requested. Check them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!” Feng Xue took the books, contacted Xiao Lingdang, and began flipping through them one by one. Only then did Bai Yi approach the frozen lump and examine the alleged mental sea anomaly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This freezing technique is intriguing—it puts the body into a pseudo-death state while preserving vital energy. Besides sealing, it can be used in emergencies to preserve life, or even during death-closure to discard the physical form and amplify spiritual perception. Brilliant idea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yi first inspected the freezing condition, and her estimation of Feng Xue’s depth increased slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t underestimate this kind of recognition—it’s like a young man presenting a bizarre research result: if he’s an ordinary person, you instinctively doubt him. But if he’s a top student from Guokeda, a disciple of a renowned academician, even if you don’t understand it, you suspect your own ignorance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same applied now. Bai Yi had already scanned the frozen body with her soul upon entering and found nothing amiss. Without Feng Xue’s prior warning, she might have thought, “Did this kid make a mistake?” But now, she began to wonder if she’d missed something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Zhou, try spirit possession.” Bai Yi formed a spirit-control seal. Immediately, Little Zhou piteously crawled out of her sleeve and slammed into the frozen body—then screamed in pain:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ow! Dry-mother! What is this thing?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t work?” Bai Yi now confirmed something was truly wrong. She circled the frozen body, asking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the situation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His mind’s stuffed with something. It doesn’t feel like a seal—it’s more like… something’s been crammed in, packed solid. For me, a normal mental sea is a box full of fluffy cotton—you can squeeze in easily. But this one? The cotton’s been crushed, jammed full. No room left. Not even a crack.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his power paled beside hers, Little Zhou had been nurtured by Bai Yi for decades. In experience, he far surpassed Mo Ying. One failed attempt was enough for him to roughly describe the frozen man’s condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seal… I’ve heard the Japanese have a method to seal demons or phantom gods inside humans and drain their power—something called ‘Jinchuriki,’ right? Could this be it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yi pondered, but then felt something was off—if this were Jinchuriki, why hadn’t it manifested during yesterday’s battle with Feng Xue?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like we need a shaman.” Bai Yi thought to herself, then spoke to Feng Xue, who was studying the manuals:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This guy’s situation is strange. I’ll send for someone else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it sounded like a notice, Feng Xue understood it was a question. He replied at once:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do as you see fit. I have no use for him—if you need him, take him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old wisdom says: if a seal isn’t broken, don’t tamper with it. Your seal shows no signs of trouble—so don’t meddle. Otherwise, you might create new problems.” Bai Yi offered this piece of advice, then immediately used a teleportation technique—not to move herself, but to send Little Zhou away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, as Bai Yi studied the frozen body, Feng Xue had flipped through the thirty-odd manuals she brought. How honest cultivators in this world were—these weren’t the basic textbooks he’d bought from martial academies. They were complete curricula: foundational training, core principles, combat techniques, auxiliary pills—all included. And whether intentional or not, each manual had a distinct emphasis: some light and agile, others heavy and stable. Even similar styles had unique techniques, avoiding the pitfall of dozens of books that looked different but were all the same Taolu .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Feng Xue didn’t waste words:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve reviewed all your manuals, Elder. I’m very satisfied. When do you want the Diliujiang? Shall I hand it over now, or…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I can’t carry that thing. Wait until we solve the frozen man’s issue—I’ll bring the little one back to refine it then.” Bai Yi waved dismissively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue didn’t mind. He signaled Liu Yunxi to prepare tea and snacks for Bai Yi, then returned to studying the Wu Xiu manuals. Bai Yi, however, found his behavior puzzling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Bai Yi understood the principle of not speaking too deeply with shallow acquaintance. She said nothing about distraction or focus. Silence settled for a moment—until the doorbell rang. The person she’d summoned had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1063,"2026-06-20T04:32:50.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b96630842d872babfbba5f15aa3db8fcb37b5aa63f6c06b08bd7e8e5ab4735db","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-335","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-333",365,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-cover.jpg"]