[{"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-340":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},2294112,4487,"Chapter 340: Path Dependency Isn","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-340",340,"\u003Cp>The last golden head saw the tide turning and tried to flee; Heracles roared, “Where do you think you’re going!” and tore up a three-zhang boulder with his bare hands, crashing it down to pin the beast beneath the marsh. Instantly, clouds parted and mist dispersed—the hero dipped his arrowheads in the divine serpent’s venom, and thus was it told: Wisdom shattered the nine-headed demon array; fire forged the divine weapon, passed down through eternity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The storyteller snapped his fan shut; the wooden clapper cracked again, crisp and clear. He tilted his body slightly, as if posing for an entrance, and declared loudly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thus it is said: Don’t claim brute strength can subdue tigers—only cunning can tame the demon dragon. To learn what happens next, tune in to the next chapter: ‘Capturing the Golden-Horned Male Deer Spirit’!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bravo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice with a foreign accent cheered from the crowd, followed by a rising clamor—some tossed coins as tips, others clapped and shouted praise, and of course, plenty yelled for more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue and Liu Yunxi had been held captive for several minutes; once the segment ended, Feng Xue smacked his lips and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, actually, this has got some real flavor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the local storyteller, Feng Xue suddenly found it oddly enjoyable to listen to this bizarre hybrid art form now and then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the one downside was that no one had come to pick a fight yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They said the foreigners on Yangrenjie had low morals—where were they?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How about we try the method that worked before?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Feng Xue was pondering where to go next to listen to storytelling… damn it, to go fishing… Liu Yunxi suddenly spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xue, hearing this, was momentarily confused—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What method worked before? This is our first time fishing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not that kind of fishing. Remember how you got targeted by those thugs before? Let’s do the same thing again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yunxi’s eyes curled into a smile; Feng Xue’s grin twisted into something sinister. They locked gazes, abandoned the storytelling on the spot, and with a spirit-ghost transport technique, shot straight toward the city gate…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Lingdang reshaped the exoskeleton into a flashy, nouveau-riche outfit; Liu Yunxi followed suit, swapping her clothes for a form-fitting qipao. To avoid being recognized by gang factions due to her face being on file, Feng Xue used a talent spell stolen from Lena to swap his appearance for one of a bloated, cowardly, overfed man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking beside Liu Yunxi, he looked exactly like a wealthy landowner taking his mistress out for a stroll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yunxi found Feng Xue’s disguise deeply unsettling; Feng Xue, however, felt perfectly at ease—he was convinced he now possessed every single trait required to get mugged, and marched straight toward a luxurious brothel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the brothel, several rickshaws were parked; Feng Xue immediately flagged down two:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take us to the biggest antique shop in this area!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!” Seeing this patron didn’t haggle over price, the two rickshaw pullers nodded eagerly. Feng Xue wasn’t worried Liu Yunxi might be snatched away by the other rickshaw—or rather, if she were, that would suit him perfectly. As for Liu Yunxi… he hoped those kidnappers could handle a flesh-enhanced demon’s punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know who I am? Let me go right now, or you’ll regret it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, the thug pinned beneath Feng Xue’s foot still bellowed loudly—not to bluff, for Feng Xue clearly noticed several onlookers turning and fleeing, clearly going to report the incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Feng Xue had no intention of finishing this quickly. He tied the thug and his two bodyguards into a single chain, then grabbed a cardboard sign, wrote six large characters on it—“Fate of a Street Scum”—and hung it around the shouting thug’s neck. Then he dragged them through the streets in public humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they marched toward Jilongzhai, they passed several cultivators. Though none saw through Feng Xue’s disguise, most offered him friendly smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, accumulating merit isn’t shameful! Maybe one of the oppressed had made a wish in the Merit Pool?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Feng Xue didn’t go directly to the Merit Pool to take a task—not because he hadn’t thought of it, but because the Merit Pool doesn’t erase karmic debt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the contrary, accepting tasks for the sake of gaining wish-power is itself a “self-serving” act; if one harms others in the process, negative karma accrues. That’s why Feng Xue only accepts tasks from the Merit Pool that involve healing and saving lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking roughly five minutes, the onlookers suddenly scattered. Moments later, over a dozen menacing men surrounded them. The leader, brimming with vital energy, still had eighty-nine years of Yu Shou left; faint traces of blood-spirit and karmic taint hovered above his head, barely visible—but his subordinates each radiated thick blood-spirit, every one of them having taken human lives. Beside him, a calm-appearing man stood quietly in the shadows, clearly a cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, which path do you walk on? If my men offended you by breaking the rules, I apologize on their behalf…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader bowed with clasped fists; his tone sounded reasonably sincere. Feng Xue, however, glanced at the thugs encircling them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your posture doesn’t look like an apology.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph. My men made a mistake—I apologize. But you’ve shamed the Port Gang. Shouldn’t you leave something behind?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s tone turned icy. Feng Xue, however, smiled. His gaze locked onto the suspected cultivator beside him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, the leader instantly realized this man was also a cultivator. He stepped back, hand darting to the pistol at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Daoist, we take money to serve…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, then I didn’t grab the wrong guy!” Feng Xue nodded. The cultivator’s face paled. The next instant, everyone felt the world spin wildly. When vision cleared, they found themselves strung together like beads, locked inside a cramped room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such a powerful illusion!” The cultivator broke into cold sweat—he hadn’t even noticed he’d been controlled, let alone walked a considerable distance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced sideways at the thugs, bound like pigs. His scalp prickled. While he had woken up, the others remained trapped in the illusion—eyes vacant, yet faces still twisted in arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat poured down the cultivator’s back. He prayed he hadn’t stumbled upon a legendary “righteous-acting” demonic cultivator. Orthodox cultivators feared blood-spirit and karmic debt; unless the crime was heinous, they’d simply hand offenders over to the authorities. Someone like him, with little karmic taint, might only be reported to the Chenghuangmiao for reprimand—or perhaps petition his ancestral master in the underworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he’d met a demonic cultivator? He’d be turned into a furnace for spiritual energy in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he trembled, weighing whether to create chaos and flee, a living man suddenly vanished before his eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1131,"2026-06-20T04:32:50.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","32decc962fee962de00f93d9369fc694089539e1f3fc81d67f30e224cceed7d1","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-341","i-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-chapter-339",365,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-must-immediately-strike-it-lucky-cover.jpg"]