[{"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-549":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},2315804,4528,"Chapter 549: Zhang Chulan","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-549",549,"\u003Cp>“Yes, your grandfather asked me to give him a swift end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao did not look at Zhang Chulan’s cold smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He said he was afflicted by the Tang Clan of Sichuan’s Dan Shi—a supernatural art that caused him unbearable agony, and all he sought was release.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for why he came to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Feng Baobao’s usually expressionless face now showed confusion:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your grandfather seemed to have met me somewhere, but I’ve lost my memory—I don’t remember.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That excuse doesn’t hold water.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan frowned, deeply skeptical of Feng Baobao’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The logic seemed sound, but his grandfather was nearly a hundred years old when he died,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>while Feng Baobao looked no more than twenty—how could they possibly have crossed paths?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can verify this with others.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao made no demand that Zhang Chulan fully believe her alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Verify...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan’s mind conjured image after image: Xu San, Xu Si,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even Xia He and Lu Liang, who had kidnapped him—but the one he ultimately settled on was—Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Xu San and Xu Si held high positions as senior figures in the North China Region and had access to classified records,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they were both Xu Xiang’s sons,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and closely tied to Feng Baobao—there was no guarantee they weren’t conspiring to deceive him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia He and Lu Liang were Full Nature demons;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>though from their digging up his grandfather’s grave,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>stealing the corpse, and luring Liu Yanyan to kidnap him, it was clear they possessed ample information,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet Full Nature demons were selfish, cruel, violent, and would stop at nothing to achieve their goals—untrustworthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only person he could truly trust now was Zhang Jie, who, like him, came from the Tian Shi Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly, if Zhang Jie had meant him harm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>all he would have needed to do was arrive a few seconds later when Lu Liang attacked him—then Zhang Chulan would not be dead,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but likely reduced to a drooling, babbling idiot, spending the rest of his life in a psychiatric ward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Jie Ge, it’s Chulan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having made up his mind, Zhang Chulan immediately picked up his phone and dialed Zhang Jie’s number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As someone determined to cling tightly to Zhang Jie’s coattails,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he had naturally obtained Zhang Jie’s number and labeled it prominently: “Jie Ge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, it’s Chulan. It’s late—why are you calling me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the other end of the line came Zhang Jie’s voice, slightly lazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jie Ge, I need to ask you something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Zhang Jie couldn’t see him, Zhang Chulan bowed slightly out of respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can we talk over the phone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s voice, transmitted through the speaker, reached Zhang Chulan’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his own phone had been inspected and tuned to ensure no eavesdropping or data-stealing software,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan’s phone had not passed through his hands—he couldn’t guarantee it was free of malicious apps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For topics unsuitable for exposure, it was better not to discuss them over the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If leaked into the hands of those with ill intent, it could invite unnecessary trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jie Ge, better to meet in person.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan said gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Information about immortals really couldn’t be casually discussed over the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie hung up immediately after agreeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan put away his phone and waited silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Release your control over Qi.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost the instant he put his phone away, Zhang Jie’s voice sounded in his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood, Jie Ge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing Zhang Jie intended to use the same “trick” he’d used to subdue Xia He and Lu Liang, Zhang Chulan immediately relaxed his control over Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, streams of Qi, like mist, poured from Zhang Chulan’s body\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and coalesced on the table into a faint, life-sized figure, about a foot tall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attire, the appearance—it was none other than Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jie Ge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he’d seen this divine apparition before, Zhang Chulan was still stunned by the sight of this ethereal doppelgänger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Feng Baobao, usually impassive and cold, cast a curious glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie gave a slight nod as greeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Speak. What do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Q-version of Zhang Jie didn’t beat around the bush—he got straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Feng Baobao says she killed my grandfather. I want you to confirm it, Jie Ge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan’s expression was earnest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed that Zhang Jie, who wielded such divine abilities as this external avatar,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>surely possessed means to detect lies and discern truth from falsehood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only because Zhang Jie came from the Dragon Tiger Mountain of the Daoist tradition that he thought,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had Zhang Jie once joined a Buddhist sect like Shaolin or Mount Wutai,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he might already have attained the Six Supernatural Powers: divine speed, mind-reading, divine hearing, and so on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So it’s because Lu Liang was captured by me—he had no chance to privately contact Zhang Chulan.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s spiritual awareness shifted, instantly piecing together the full sequence of events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the timeline without him, Zhang Chulan’s grandfather’s death was revealed by Lu Liang,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who used the Shuang Quan Shou to probe the lingering soul fragments in Zhang Xilin’s corpse,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then privately informed Zhang Chulan, triggering a crisis of trust between him and the Naidu Tong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Lu Liang was captured and languishing in the company’s prison, eating state-provided meals—no such opportunity existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bao’er Jie, did you kill Chulan’s grandfather?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he already knew the truth, Zhang Jie asked seriously, to maintain his persona.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao gave a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie feigned a slight closing of his eyes; the Qi-formed body flickered with a bright, non-glaring,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>crystal-clear golden light, as if verifying the truth of Feng Baobao’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, Zhang Jie slowly opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well? Jie Ge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan asked at once, eager for an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s true. Your grandfather did die by Bao’er Jie’s hand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie gave a definitive answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan clenched his fist tightly upon hearing the cruel truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jie Ge, Feng Baobao says my grandfather couldn’t bear the agony and asked her to end his life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After going through the ritual once more, Zhang Jie gave another affirmative answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan exhaled slowly, his clenched fist gradually relaxing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his grandfather had requested it, then Feng Baobao was not his grandfather’s killer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He, as a grandson, chose to respect his grandfather’s final wish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But Jie Ge, what exactly is Dan Shi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slightly relieved, Zhang Chulan asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of technique could make his grandfather beg Feng Baobao to end him, just for a swift death?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dan Shi? That’s a signature technique of the Tang Clan of Sichuan, one of the great sects among immortals...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie slowly recounted the details of Dan Shi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dan Shi was a technique of the Tang Clan, hailed as the “greatest poison in the world” and the most potent assassination art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dan Shi is formless, colorless, and tasteless, capable of penetrating most defensive techniques such as the Golden Light Spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It acts directly upon the opponent’s meridians, thus possessing the trait that any contact results in injury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once affected, the poison rapidly destroys the meridians, causing the victim to die after enduring excruciating pain akin to death by a thousand cuts.\u003C\u002Fp>",1201,"2026-06-20T14:22:37.780Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1dfaee85c013cf5e3cc9b084a359235f995f22c4f2ae53912774e1590f5c3446","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-550","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-548",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]