[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m":3,"chapter-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-44":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simultaneously Transmigrated: My Cheat Skill Is Myself",{"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},2315299,4528,"Chapter 44: Breaking the Zhenlong Go Pattern","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-44",44,"\u003Cp>“Please, Master Congbian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie sat calmly on the stone bench opposite the go board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though in this life he was a beggar who could barely afford a meal,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he knew nothing of go, not even the basics,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but what could he do? He had a cheat system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the enhanced memory and idle dedication to go study from the Water Margin version of Zhang Jie,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his go skill, though not at the level of a national master, was certainly that of a strong player.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie: I never cheat! How is relying on myself cheating?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every achievement I have today is the result of my own hard work!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After further enhancing his intellect and spiritual power,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s go skill underwent another transformation, reaching the realm of a national master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie could only shrug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the mathematical abyss, which demands absolute intelligence and inspiration only gods can transcend,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>go requires little inspiration—only sufficient calculation power,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and victory can be nearly guaranteed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the 21st century, he showed go talent from childhood, becoming a professional dan at age twelve,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>winning the Samsung Cup World Championship at thirteen, becoming the youngest world go champion ever;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he later won numerous domestic and international go tournaments, including four Samsung Cups,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>two Bai Ling Cups, one Meng Baihe Cup, and one Xin Ao Cup,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>becoming China’s youngest “Eight-Time Champion,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even the so-called “Go Sage” Ke Jie was defeated by AlphaGo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, go entered its decline: many players stopped studying the game,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>instead memorizing AI-generated game records.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap. Tap. Tap…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe, naturally gifted and having devoted decades to go practice, was unquestionably a national master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two national masters faced off; without much thought, they played move after move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clack of stones on the board formed a crisp, melodious symphony of rising and falling notes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching their fluid movements, Xue Muhua’s eyes sparkled with awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhang Jie holding his own against his master Su Xinghe, even gaining a slight edge,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he began to feel joy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps, young Zhang might actually break the Zhenlong Go Pattern today!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excited, Xue Muhua forcibly suppressed his inner thrill, afraid any sound might disturb\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie and Su Xinghe, who had entered a state where nothing existed beyond the board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here it comes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Zhang Jie whispered inwardly, lost in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew this was the critical moment of the Zhenlong Go Pattern: the choice of sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the original story, Duan Yu, prince of Dali’s Zhen Nan Kingdom, was a skilled go player,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but his excessive compassion prevented him from sacrificing stones, and he ultimately failed to solve the pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Murong Fu, obsessed with power, dared to sacrifice stones but could not abandon his advantage, and failed as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Yanqing, the leader of the Four Evils, crippled and forced to study dark arts,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was overwhelmed by inner demons, nearly committing suicide during the game, saved only by Xu Zhu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Bailing, the go demon and a master of the game,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>repeatedly spat blood from overcalculating, saved by Su Xinghe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Kumārajīva, the Tibetan state preceptor, participated in the game\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but, knowing he could not win, withdrew immediately, thus remaining unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What will you choose?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe watched Zhang Jie expectantly, wondering what choice he would make,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>whether he could solve the Zhenlong Go Pattern, which his master Wuyaozi had spent three years studying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s simple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s lips curled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his go skill could never match Wuyaozi, the all-around master of music, go, calligraphy, and painting,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>nor could he solve the Zhenlong Go Pattern in a short time—he was a man who had read the script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The secret to solving the Zhenlong Go Pattern lay in seven characters: “Place yourself in death, then be reborn!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, playing black, suddenly placed a stone in a position completely surrounded by Su Xinghe’s white stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Muhua’s face was filled with confusion—he had no idea what Zhang Jie meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Placing a black stone inside white stones—was this not suicide?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be that young Zhang, knowing he cannot win, seeks a dignified way to surrender?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Muhua began to speculate on Zhang Jie’s intentions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young men care about face; avoiding direct surrender is normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why?” Su Xinghe frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not understand why Zhang Jie, who had been evenly matched with him, suddenly made this move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could there be some secret I don’t know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe fell into deep thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He refused to believe a national master of equal skill would choose “suicide” to surrender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet no matter how hard he thought, he could not fathom Zhang Jie’s purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s move was like placing the first stone on the center point at the very start of the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Playing the center point was equivalent to giving up half a move, instantly reducing one’s winning chance by roughly ten percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In go, there is a saying: “Gold in the corners, silver on the sides, grass in the center.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corners hold the greatest value because they are easiest to enclose territory, most efficient,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and also easiest to make alive—meaning one is less likely to die before completing one’s plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conversely, the center point is despised: on one hand, it cannot efficiently enclose territory;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>on the other, it is easily attacked and hard to defend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost no player places their first stone on the center point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alas!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is there truly no way to solve the Zhenlong Go Pattern left by my master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a national master like Zhang Jie was forced to nearly surrender outright—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>could he still hope for Bei Qiao Feng or Nan Murong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bei Qiao Feng and Nan Murong were both outstanding young heroes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but they were martial artists, their energy mostly devoted to martial arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their go skill could never surpass Zhang Jie’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his inner sorrow, Su Xinghe’s hands never paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Zhang Jie had nearly surrendered, as long as he had not spoken the words,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the game must continue until a clear winner emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Xue Muhua, whose face was grim, and Su Xinghe, whose brow was furrowed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie remained relaxed and composed, showing no sign of his earlier “suicide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the sound of “tap, tap, tap,” the game neared its end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s black stones were completely surrounded by Su Xinghe’s white stones; his great dragon was immobilized,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and with one more move, Su Xinghe could simply slaughter Zhang Jie’s dragon and declare victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pity. Such a pity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Muhua felt deep regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boy of extraordinary talent could not overcome a veteran who had trained for decades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe’s heart was heavy with bitterness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he missed Zhang Jie now, he would likely never find another who could solve the Zhenlong Go Pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Must my master pass away with this regret?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe struggled inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pride forbade him to let up—but Master Wuyaozi had little time left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At most three years, at least half a year, Wuyaozi would join his ancestor Xiaoyaozi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll let you win this time!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe gritted his teeth and decided to make his next move randomly, giving Zhang Jie a chance to break the Zhenlong Chess Puzzle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to his own pride, he could not bear to let his master—more than a master, a father—pass away with regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Su Xinghe struggled inwardly, Zhang Jie made a move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That move echoed the nearly suicidal one he had just played.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, like the final brushstroke on a dragon painting, Zhang Jie’s black stones swiftly surrounded Su Xinghe’s white stones!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A divine stroke! A divine stroke!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe, whose great dragon had been slaughtered in an instant, muttered in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never imagined that Zhang Jie’s earlier move had been preparing for the final endgame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could conceive such a wild, death-defying strategy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe suddenly understood why, after years of studying the Zhenlong Chess Puzzle, he still could not solve it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he had been too cautious—everything he did demanded absolute safety; he dared not take risks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he did not regret it: the lives of his master Wuyuanzi and his disciples, the Eight Friends of Hangu,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>rested on his shoulders—he dared not take risks, and could not take risks!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Broken! Broken!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Muhua stared blankly at the solved Zhenlong Chess Puzzle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not expected that giving Zhang Jie a chance would also give himself,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his master Su Xinghe, and his fellow disciples a chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, he grasped a truth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To help others is to help yourself. When you can forgive, forgive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Zhang, I have lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe, freed from a thousand-pound burden, spoke with relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Xue, you—you can speak?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie continued playing the role of a terrified ordinary man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Zhang…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Muhua was about to introduce Zhang Jie to the Xiaoyao Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Muhua, we’ll discuss this later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe stopped Xue Muhua.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go on—someone is waiting for you there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He can tell you everything you wish to know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe pointed to the cliff wall behind the chessboard and smiled at Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, maintaining the bewildered demeanor of an ordinary man, approached the cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s real rock.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie touched the cliff face, feeling its rough texture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t help but marvel at the Xiaoyao Sect disciples’ mastery in stone carving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such skill would be more than enough to build the emperor’s mausoleum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Zhang, just charge forward—it will open.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe’s encouraging voice came from behind Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie gritted his teeth, sprinted a few steps, and slammed himself into the cliff wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crack! Crack~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cliff wall shattered instantly like crumbled tofu under Zhang Jie’s impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Su Xinghe and the others had used extraordinary skill\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to hollow out the interior of the cliff, leaving only a thin shell of stone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did such a thin stone shell fool Duan Yu,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Yanqing and Kumārajīva in the original story?” Zhang Jie wondered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This thin shell couldn’t even fool him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had known the inside was hollow the moment he touched it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Zhang Jie could only attribute it to some unknown secret art of the Xiaoyao Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>",1691,"2026-06-20T14:22:35.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8525e909c75083d9f1e4e0cef57cb0805e3ccea035fa3c9faba0fe704d7e023e","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-45","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-43",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]