[{"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-548":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},2315803,4528,"Chapter 548: The Death of Zhang Xilin","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-548",548,"\u003Cp>Crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Zhang Chulan was hesitating, Feng Baobao had already opened the villa’s front door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Zhang Chulan stepped inside, he was choked by thick dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each step he took, he left footprints on the floor, every sole pattern clearly visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How long has this place been unused?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, the last time we used it for training was three years ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao answered without the slightest change in expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie also found the environment unpleasant, and with a light wave of his hand, a gentle breeze appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It drifted softly through the living room, bathroom, study, and every other room, sweeping away all the dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, it condensed into a dust ball the size of a soccer ball and dropped into the trash bin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiege is awesome! Jiege is mighty!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan cheered, thrilled to think he’d been spared from a grueling cleaning duty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, among the three present, he was the lowest in status and power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If cleaning duty didn’t fall to him, who else could it possibly fall to?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the environment here is actually quite good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After carefully examining the now-clean space, Zhang Chulan was surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to its exterior’s Syrian-warzone and haunted-house aesthetic, the interior, though sparsely furnished,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>contained nothing beyond basic living necessities—but at least it was tolerable to look at.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plain cement floors and walls now looked perfectly acceptable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, Chulan, you’ll train here. I’m leaving now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie took a quick look around and prepared to depart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan looked startled: “Jiege, aren’t you staying here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie glanced at Zhang Chulan: “You’re the one training for the Luotian Da Jiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t need to train, so there’s no reason for me to stay long.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan couldn’t help but smile bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to him, a weakling frantically scrambling for last-minute training, Zhang Jie—a true master brimming with confidence—had no need for grueling self-discipline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baobao-jie.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan turned to look at Feng Baobao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Zhang Jie was leaving, Feng Baobao would probably leave too—soon he’d be alone here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Chulan, I’ll stay here to train you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao showed no intention of leaving, speaking with firm resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baobao-jie...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan’s expression softened with emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Baobao-jie had deceived him by pretending to be his half-sister and nearly dug up his grandfather’s grave,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he knew she was, beneath her cold exterior, a warm-hearted soul...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baobao-jie, you take good care of training Zhang Chulan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie couldn’t agree more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Feng Baobao was simple-minded and naive, possessing a pure heart,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>after years as a temporary worker in the North China Region, her combat skills were formidable,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>making her perfectly suited to train Zhang Chulan, a novice with little battlefield experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, if he didn’t leave, how would Feng Baobao hand over Zhang Chulan’s grandfather’s inheritance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With these thoughts, Zhang Jie mounted his vehicle and drove off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At night, Feng Baobao called Zhang Chulan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Chulan, I have something to tell you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baobao-jie, go ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan sat obediently across from Feng Baobao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m going to tell you something—don’t get worked up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao gave him a warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan readily agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the years, he’d endured plenty of shocking events—he’d developed a strong heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your grandfather was killed by me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao stated the fact calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s not...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan reflexively tried to play it cool, but immediately realized this was no ordinary matter:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—you said my grandfather was killed by you?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao gave a slight nod to confirm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My grandfather was killed by you?!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rage, indescribable yet like a volcanic eruption, surged from his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan’s eyes turned blood-red; veins bulged on his forehead like writhing earthworms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, every gentle word, every caring gesture his grandfather Zhang Xilin had ever shown him flashed through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never imagined his grandfather hadn’t died of old age,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but had been murdered—and the murderer stood right before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Kill! Kill her to avenge Grandpa!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fierce impulse drove him to kill the girl before him, to avenge his grandfather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood must be repaid with blood!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—could there be some hidden reason behind this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With immense willpower, Zhang Chulan suppressed his rising fury, clinging to the last thread of clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there were no hidden reason, Feng Baobao had no need to tell him the truth;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she could have kept it hidden forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That happened many years ago...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao ignored Zhang Chulan’s palpable killing intent and fury,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>hugged her knees, stared blankly, and slipped into memory:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At the time, our company’s intelligence division discovered that Yi  people across the country were mysteriously converging on the North China Region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, Gouwaizi—oh, that’s Xu San and Xu Si’s father—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xiang, head of the North China Region, took me along to investigate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though we set out immediately after receiving the report, we were still too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, we only saw the corpses of the Yi  people—all of them murdered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan felt his throat dry up, and asked hoarsely:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was it my grandfather who killed those Yi  people?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao continued staring blankly out the window: “Myself and Gouwaizi tracked them down, and finally, in a secluded forest,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>we found the man who had killed the Yi  people—it was your grandfather, Zhang Xilin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your grandfather was incredibly strong. These Yi  people were all senior elders from prestigious sects,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet your grandfather killed them all by himself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does that have to do with you killing my grandfather?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Feng Baobao was praising his grandfather’s strength, Zhang Chulan grew increasingly agitated—he couldn’t bear to listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only wanted to know why she had killed his grandfather!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Zhang Chulan’s accusation, Feng Baobao showed no anger, her tone as flat and unchanging as ever:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your grandfather was powerful, but the Yi  people who came to hunt him weren’t weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of them was a senior elder from a prestigious sect. Your grandfather killed them,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but he himself was gravely wounded by their final, desperate counterattacks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did my grandfather beg you to end his suffering?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile appeared on Zhang Chulan’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a smile—yet held not a trace of warmth, only the chill of ancient ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Requesting someone to deliver the final blow was common among soldiers who suffered irreparable wounds on the battlefield,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the final choice he made to spare himself the torment of excruciating pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he did not believe it—how resilient his grandfather’s spirit had been,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>how could he possibly beg someone, let alone a complete stranger, to end his life?\u003C\u002Fp>",1100,"2026-06-20T14:22:37.780Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7e35cbc8f7b846c170e60856f294f6f202a90f052046f72ad384aed429bf0a73","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-549","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-547",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]