My incredible luck and the girl I picked up

"Then take me with you! Otherwise, you'll have a hard time moving around. That's why you almost got killed by a magical beast that ordinary humans couldn't handle but could escape!" Yan hope said, already standing beside Po Jing Lei. "I've made up my mind, I'm going to take revenge!"

"Alright then." Po Jinglei smiled helplessly. It seemed he still needed to find a solution, but he had to gather information first.

As soon as the window was opened, a blast of cold air rushed in, making Po Jinglei shiver. But then Yan hope flashed a white light, and she leaned against Po Jinglei, causing his body temperature to return to normal.

"Maintaining a large area of ​​physical contact will help keep your body temperature up."

"Thank you." Po Jinglei put one arm around Yan hope's slender waist, stepped on the window frame, and jumped out with force. He could feel that his physical strength was strangely not weakened. It had now recovered to the level of a level 75 character, and he could also feel a little bit of lightning power.

After jumping out of the room where Po Jinglei had previously lived, Po Jinglei, with one arm around Yan hope, leaped across the houses in the town, heading towards the direction of that power. Po Jinglei braved the torrential rain, traversing the rooftops, but it was ultimately not that easy.

“You are indeed no ordinary person.” Po Jinglei stopped in his tracks. At this moment, Bei Hui was standing not far away, looking at Po Jinglei with a gloomy expression. “I will give you a chance. Release Yan Xi, and I will spare your life, but I will give you eternal imprisonment.”

"Then I'll give you a reply, you little bitch." Now that they'd fallen out, Po Jinglei no longer bothered to hide his feelings. "Absolutely not, she wants revenge... I'll help her!"

"You're courting death!" Bei Hui was furious. As she raised her fair hand, Po Jing Lei had already disappeared from his original spot and appeared behind Bei Hui, throwing a punch at her.

Bei Hui decisively judged that she could not dodge this attack. The power of lightning formed a lightning dragon above her head and bit towards Po Jing Lei.

"No!!!" The fist and the thunder dragon stopped at the same time. Po Jinglei and Bei Hui looked at each other and then looked at the owner of the voice.

"Why...why, Sister Bei Hui, please don't, please don't fight..."

"Yanxi, you don't understand. This guy is leading you to your death. You have no revenge to speak of. Why do you listen to his nonsense?" Bei Hui's voice carried a hint of anger.

"Because... I want to try... My mother is gone, and I have no attachment to this place except for you, Sister Bei Hui. Although the chance of revenge is slim, I still want to try." Yan Xi looked into the back of her eyes, her eyes filled with unprecedented determination. She wasn't stupid; she had already guessed the truth behind the storm, as well as the purpose of Po Jing Lei and Bei Hui.

Bei Hui's appearance confirmed Po Jinglei's suspicions. Bei Hui wanted to stop Po Jinglei from going to his death because she didn't think he had the strength to deal with Yan hope's enemy and didn't want him to take Yan hope to his death.

"……you……"

"Lei! Go!" Before Bei Hui could react, Po Jinglei's figure had disappeared from her sight. "You... no, wait until I finish speaking! Yan Xi!!!" Bei Hui anxiously chased after Po Jinglei, praying that he would slow down and not reveal the truth so quickly...

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"Have you restored the physical strength and a small amount of lightning power of a level 75 character?" Leng Binglan leisurely took a sip of tea that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, picked up a notebook placed on the table, on which were written two large characters: "Script".

"Hmm, so that's the plot. I'm really looking forward to what's to come. Tianhuo's side quest is almost over. Break Thunder, hurry up!" Leng Binglan put down the script for this battle and smiled as she watched the two of them speed up to complete the quest.

The two are nearing the end of the side quest; the final conclusion is just around the corner...

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"thunder."

"What's wrong?"

"Are you afraid of dying?" Po Jinglei, who was on his way, fell silent after hearing Yan Xi's words.

He wasn't afraid of death, of course. After all, it was just a game; if he died, it would only be the death of his game character and the loss of this round. He himself wouldn't die. But what about these NPCs?

Or rather... can I still see Yan hope, and every NPC in the Oracle, as just an NPC?

"afraid."

"I see... I'm scared too." Yan hope's lips parted slightly, but a slight smile appeared on her face as she said, "But then again, it seems like I have nothing to be afraid of anymore."

"Too much talk." Po Jinglei interrupted Yan Xi. "We've arrived." Po Jinglei didn't continue forward, but instead looked at the figure in the air in the distance from a great distance.

"Oh? Who is she?" As she uttered these words, a bolt of lightning struck the person in the air, but she easily blocked it.

"Run!" Po Jinglei turned around and ran without hesitation, because he could clearly feel the ecstatic joy and murderous intent of the person undergoing tribulation upon seeing Yan hope.

"Oh? You've come all this way and you still want to run away?" The person undergoing tribulation was a woman, Yan hope's father's wife, who chased after him with a sinister grin.

"thunder……"

"Troublesome." Po Jinglei sprinted at full speed, but his character was ultimately just a mage. If he were an assassin, he might have been able to escape, but even with his superior physical stats, a mage couldn't outrun someone like him.

"Should I thank you for giving me such a wonderful gift..."

"What are you saying...?" Yan hope asked this question, because Po Jinglei didn't have time to ask anymore. He had to concentrate on running, and he was already starting to regret it. He had been too reckless and had rushed over without any preparation.

"Oh? What am I talking about?" The woman grinned maliciously and stretched out her hand. "Let me put it another way, you're a good thing, an absolute tonic..."

"A ten-thousand-year-old thunder spirit..."

84 Kitahara (3)

The hidden quest has been refreshed.

[The truth about 'Yan hope' is revealed.]

"This has added another problem for me. My initial power was completely sealed, then I encountered an old hag who would kill without saying a word, and now I have to get a hidden mission. The system is going too far..." The raindrops fell on Po Jinglei, while also helping him stay awake.

"A ten-thousand-year-old thunder spirit? What are you talking about...?"

"Tch, it's troublesome to say. You should have been mine all along. If it weren't for that good-for-nothing Lei Shuo handing you over to that guy Bei Hui, why would I have to endure this alone until now?" As the woman spoke, another bolt of lightning struck down, but she easily shattered it with a wave of her hand.

"I originally planned to personally come and retrieve it after surviving this tribulation, but now you've delivered it right to my door..." As the tribulation lightning appeared frequently, the woman stopped blocking it and instead kept dodging and avoiding it, occasionally luring the tribulation lightning to strike the Thunderclap. Clearly, she was not in a hurry to take Yan hope away immediately, but was toying with the Thunderclap.

"Damn it... A dignified tenth on the God Ranking being chased like this by a level 60 NPC, I'm too ashamed to show my face!" Po Jing Lei couldn't even maintain a straight line and had to dodge the woman's attacks from time to time.

"I'm not playing with you anymore, go to hell." The woman raised her hand, and a surge of powerful lightning energy gathered together, forming a sword, a longsword.

"Die." With that, the woman swung her hand down. At their current speed, Po Jinglei and Yan hope would most likely not be able to dodge and would definitely be hit. But the outcome was always unexpected.

"Thunder Dragon!" The woman's thunder sword was blocked by a thunder dragon whose energy was clearly inferior to hers. Although it only delayed her for a short while, that short while was enough for Po Jinglei to react and dodge the sword at the last second.

"Oh? Miss Bei... Why are you here so late instead of sleeping? It wasn't easy for me to overcome my tribulation." The woman looked at Bei Hui, who was panting a little in the distance, with a hint of mockery on her lips.

"You two... listen to me before you leave!" Bei Hui turned around and shouted at Po Jing Lei, who had run up to her.

"what is going on?"

"There's no time to explain yet... but there will be soon. I'll try my best to stay within a certain range, so don't die!" When Bei Hui raised her hand, she had a completely black staff in her hand. After she infused it with magic power, the black staff shimmered with a purple light.

Upon hearing Bei Hui's words, Po Jinglei carried Yan hope back a dozen meters, but didn't go too far because he still needed to figure out what was going on with Yan hope.

"Seriously, Miss Peking University? You've only just survived your third tribulation, while I've survived eight. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you?"

"You wouldn't dare. If you touch me... I am, after all, the daughter of the head of a branch family. Don't forget who my grandfather is." Bei Hui raised her staff. The previous attack was too hasty, which is why she could only stall for time. If the time she gained was not enough for Po Jing Lei to escape, he would very likely have died on the spot.

"Tsk..." The woman spat. Indeed, she dared not touch Bei Hui. Her father was the head of the branch family, and her grandfather was one of the elders of the main family. If she hurt Bei Hui, she would definitely suffer the consequences. But if she couldn't hurt her... she could trap her.

The woman shot out a ball of lightning. Although it looked like an offensive spell, it was actually a control spell. As long as it hit the target, it would create a small lightning prison.

Bei Hui showed no sign of dodging, but instead cast a spell called Thunder Shield, which took a short time to cast, and deflected the same spell back.

Bei Hui's timing for the rebound was incredibly precise; it was exactly when the lightning struck the woman again, and she released the lightning shield based on her predicted position.

"Not bad." A hint of satisfaction appeared in the woman's eyes. After all, she was a member of the Bei family, and she was happy that the Bei family's future was strong. But she absolutely needed the Ten Thousand Year Thunder Spirit!

With a wave of her hand, the woman vanished from her spot and reappeared in front of Po Jinglei, who was watching from afar. She held a long sword formed from the power of lightning and slashed at Po Jinglei's head.

However, Po Jinglei remained vigilant throughout. Although he was not particularly outstanding in terms of intelligence, his martial arts skills far surpassed his intellect.

Even while Po Jinglei was holding Yan hope, he seemed to move with effortless ease. After dodging the longsword attack with a sidestep, he forcefully grabbed the woman's left hand holding the sword with his free right hand, and with a powerful spinning kick, sent the woman flying towards Bei Hui, shouting loudly, "Control!!!"

"No need for you to say more!" Seeing that Thunderclap could seemingly hold the woman back, Bei Hui immediately chanted a long-lasting control spell and threw it at the woman who had been knocked away by Thunderclap.

"Damn it... I underestimated him..." The woman turned around forcefully, throwing her longsword, which collided with the magic thrown by Bei Hui, causing a burst of explosions. By the time the woman rushed out of the smoke, Po Jing Lei had already circled back to Bei Hui's side.

Just as the woman was about to continue her pursuit, the weather changed drastically, and the woman's expression shifted as she looked up at the sky.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the rain was pouring down harder and harder, with flashes of lightning every now and then.

"The nine minor tribulations following the ninth heavenly tribulation are our time," Bei Hui said calmly. The woman had no time to care about the three of them at this moment; even her own survival was in doubt.

"So, aren't we going to run?" Po Jinglei squinted and complained. "No, we can't escape." Bei Hui shook her head. "Once we entered her tribulation range, it was destined that we couldn't get out. Moreover, as a Northern Plains person, I will also be subject to tribulation within the tribulation range, but it will be smaller. I can completely ignore these tribulations with the magic enhanced by my staff." Bei Hui waved her staff, and a shield appeared above her head, blocking the lightning that fell from the sky.

"As for you... Yan hope is a ten-thousand-year-old lightning spirit, so the heavenly tribulation will not attack her. You will not be attacked by the heavenly tribulation if you are with her. So I have no choice but to tell you about Yan Xi in a short time, and then see if you can escape from her after she passes the ninth tribulation."

"This is truly an incredibly difficult challenge." Po Jinglei excitedly licked his lips, but all he licked was rainwater.

"Sister Bei Hui, what exactly happened...?"

"Your background is fake; I fabricated it." Bei Hui's first words nearly shattered Yan hope's world.

"...Sister Bei Hui, are you...joking?"

“I’m not joking.” Bei Hui’s face was expressionless. “The whole thing about your father accidentally sleeping with a maid and having you is a complete lie. The only thing I’m not lying about is that the ‘father’ I made up is the one who really freed you from hell and handed you over to me.”

"Why fabricate such a story?" Po Jinglei interrupted their conversation, glaring angrily at Bei Hui.

"Because of this fabricated story of yours, Yan hope has been burdened with hatred that she shouldn't have to bear..."

"Calm down." As Bei Hui spoke, she kept an eye on the woman's movements in the distance. At this moment, the first minor tribulation, [Thunder Kill], had already begun.

Lightning filled the sky and eventually struck the woman. Only a few bolts were aimed at Bei Hui, but she easily blocked them. The woman, however, was not so fortunate. She nimbly weaved through the lightning, having no time to care about anything else.

“Let’s continue—why would I rather let Yanxi bear hatred that doesn’t belong to her than fabricate a false background?” Bei Hui paused. “The reason is simple: I don’t want anyone other than her, Bei Yi, and Lei Shuo to know that Yanxi is a ten-thousand-year-old Thunder Spirit. So I made up this story, and Yanxi came to my house as my maid, which also successfully deceived my father.”

"As for why we did this, the Ten Thousand Year Thunder Spirit has many uses. If the people above were to discover a Ten Thousand Year Thunder Spirit that has already taken human form, who knows what would happen... It's fortunate that Bei Yi didn't want the people above to know, which is why it has been kept a secret until now."

"Why did you adopt Yan hope?" Po Jinglei suddenly asked. Bei Hui paused for a moment and did not reply.

"You must have your own selfish motives too," Po Jinglei continued, "I remember that woman just said... that ten-thousand-year-old thunder spirit is a great tonic, and I believe one of its functions is absorption."

"You really never considered absorbing this ten-thousand-year-old thunder spirit?" Po Jinglei pressed on relentlessly, but Bei Hui still didn't answer, though her gaze had already shifted elsewhere.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you feeling guilty?"

"No... I had that thought at first too, but in the end I found that unless the spirit of the ten-thousand-year-old thunder spirit is willing, I simply cannot absorb it, and... I also developed feelings for her, I mean the kind of feelings that are like sisterhood." Bei Hui finally couldn't help but refute.

"So……"

"Watch out!" Upon hearing Yan hope's voice, Po Jinglei tried to back away, but it was too late.

At the last moment, Yan hope somehow gained strength and pushed away Po Jing Lei, who was holding her. A long sword of thunder pierced through her body, but then disappeared.

"Yan hope!"

"Yan hope!" The two, who were already at odds, were suddenly shocked. Po Jinglei, enduring the sudden chill, rushed forward to support Yan hope, who was about to fall, and looked angrily at Bei Yi, who had taken advantage of the gap in the heavenly tribulation.

"Ugh...it hurts so much...Lei...Sister Bei Hui..." Yan Xi covered her wound with her hand, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, but not a drop of blood flowed from the wound.

"Yan hope... Yan Xi..." Bei Hui rushed to Yan Xi's side in a panic. It was clear that Yan Xi's body, which was originally no different from that of a normal person, had become illusory, and even his weight had decreased significantly.

"What should I do...it hurts so much...it hurts so much..."

"Yan hope..." Bei Hui was at a loss and could only watch helplessly, not knowing what to do.

"Yan hope! Concentrate your mind and try to regulate the power of thunder within your body... to block and repair your wounds. Just keep thinking about this!" Po Jing Lei shouted loudly beside Yan Xi. The pained Yan Xi seemed to have grasped a lifeline and tried to mobilize the power within his body according to Po Jing Lei's instructions.

A ten-thousand-year-old thunder spirit is indeed a ten-thousand-year-old thunder spirit. Soon, Yan Xi's tears, which she had thought were from pain, stopped. She moved her hand away from the wound, and the skin underneath was completely healed. However, her clothes could not be repaired, and at this moment, Yan hope seemed to have become somewhat ethereal.