[{"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-554":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},2315809,4528,"Chapter 554","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-554",554,"\u003Cp>After a short while, Zhang Jie opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah Jie, you’ve worked hard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San exclaimed with heartfelt gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhang Jie shook his head: “Third Brother, it’s still too early to thank me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San’s smile froze on his face: “Does that mean he hasn’t been cured yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan and the others also looked skeptical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Xu Xiang wasn’t glowing with health, his complexion was ruddy,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and his spirit seemed fine—wasn’t that a sign of successful treatment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not that simple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s expression turned grave: “Xu Shu’s current improvement is merely an illusion caused by my true Qi nourishing his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once my true Qi is exhausted, Xu Shu will revert to his previous state—even worse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then just give Doggie a few more doses of true Qi, that’s all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao spoke with childlike innocence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since one dose of true Qi could prolong Xu Xiang’s life for a while,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wouldn’t several more doses extend his life several times over?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And judging by Zhang Jie’s unchanged expression and steady, relaxed breathing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>this one dose clearly wasn’t much of a strain on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San and the others weren’t as naive as Feng Baobao; they all waited silently, their expressions solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie spoke with such gravity—he wouldn’t be speaking nonsense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This isn’t a simple math problem, not an endless addition of 1+1+1…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My true Qi works instantly because Xu Shu’s body has never encountered true Qi before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s like using medicine: the first dose has the strongest effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Subsequent doses grow weaker, producing tolerance,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and may even spawn super-resistant bacteria or viruses that backfire.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie explained patiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao, who had assumed Doggie wouldn’t leave her, sighed in disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San and Xu Si were disappointed too, but felt this made perfect sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Zhang Jie’s true Qi could truly grant infinite life extension,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wouldn’t that be like the Peaches of Immortality or Ginseng Fruit from myths?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such things simply shouldn’t exist in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the ancient sages who achieved enlightenment and ascended left no records of using true Qi to extend life so drastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To breathe freely and deeply again—even just a few more times—I’m already satisfied.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xiang, however, was remarkably carefree, as if the dying man Zhang Jie described wasn’t himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jie Ge, just tell us your solution—don’t keep us guessing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he’d only known Zhang Jie for a few days—less time than he’d known Feng Baobao—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he understood Zhang Jie’s style well enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, he was a thoroughly unpleasant riddle-master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he weren’t outmatched by Zhang Jie and still needed his help in several places,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he’d seriously shout, “Riddle-man, get out of Gotham!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have two options.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie didn’t mind Zhang Chulan’s subtle teasing; he held up two fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie paid no mind to Zhang Chulan’s subtle teasing and extended two fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Si asked eagerly, even forgetting the cigarette dangling from his lips had fallen to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Ah Jie is becoming even more inscrutable.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San, equally eager, sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many healers from both the occult world and the ordinary medical field had examined his father’s illness—all had given negative answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Zhang Jie, after merely a brief contact, already had two solutions—unimaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard your father kept a rare medicinal herb?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie didn’t answer directly but asked instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Years ago, Father happened upon a three-hundred-year-old ginseng root from Mount Zhangbai.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Si confirmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this treatment plan tied to that herb?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San immediately understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could this treatment be related to this divine medicine?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his crossing, he didn’t know whether century- or millennium-old ginseng was just hype—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>after all, whether real or not, such ancient herbs cost tens, hundreds, even thousands of millions,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>far beyond the reach of anyone with less than five-digit wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in this world, there were occultists, shamans, and cultivators who could harness Qi and wield miraculous abilities;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in the northeast, even cultivators who had trained for centuries were worshipped as Immortals by spirit mediums;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Five Immortals—Willow (snake), Grey (rat), Yellow (weasel), White (hedgehog), and Fox—could awaken their spirits and gradually cultivate into Immortals;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>similarly, herbs born in the wild gained miraculous effects:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>some greatly increased true Qi, accelerated healing, or even, in legend, extended lifespan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among occultists, there was a profession equal to the Artificer—the Alchemist—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who could refine various elixirs from rare celestial materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to the scarce Artificers, Alchemists were even rarer,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>each treated as honored guests by occult sects, clans, and even corporations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San hesitated before speaking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve used the ginseng before, but it seemed to have no effect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie had expected this. If the herb truly had such power and his family had it,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and Xu San and Xu Si were filial sons, why wouldn’t they have given it to their father?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Xu Xiang was on his deathbed, yet the ginseng remained untouched—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the only explanation was that Xu San and Xu Si had already tried it, with poor results.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The reason the herb didn’t work on Xu Si isn’t because it’s ineffective,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but because Xu Shu’s body is utterly depleted—so weak it can’t even digest the herb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I can use my true Qi to refine the herb and use it to prolong his life—perhaps extend his years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The reason the divine medicine failed on Xu Si is not because the medicine is ineffective,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Si, who had once suspected the ginseng was fake and his father had been cheated, suddenly understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but I can use true Qi to refine the divine medicine, using it to prolong life, perhaps granting Uncle Xu a few more years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Zhang Jie’s assessment of Xu Xiang’s condition, Xu San’s face betrayed deep sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his father was over seventy—even with top medical care, he was elderly by ordinary standards,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and his passing would be considered a blessed end—he was no ordinary man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a master, even among occultists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the head of the North China Region, representing the company and overseeing the entire region,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>couldn’t possibly be a weakling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Generally, the stronger an occultist, the longer their lifespan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four great families: Lu Ci of the Lu family, Wang Ai of the Wang family, Lu Jin of the Lu family,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and Zhang Zhiwei, the Grand Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain—all were over a hundred, still vibrant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So their father Xu Xiang’s lifespan shouldn’t end so soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His premature depletion was surely due to overexertion,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>exhausting his vitality until he had nothing left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They are all centenarians who still leap and bound with vigor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao’s large, clear eyes filled with sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the reason they perish before their time is naturally due to excessive mental and physical strain,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Consumed too much energy, exhausting its original life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doggie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao’s large, sharply defined eyes were filled with sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he didn’t smoke, Xu Si still habitually exhaled, as a longtime smoker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only person their father, Xu Xiang, would exhaust his life to protect was Feng Baobao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over these years, to protect Feng Baobao, they repeatedly changed her appearance and enrolled her as a temporary worker in the North China region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Temporary workers were assigned to handle tasks ordinary company employees couldn’t manage—fighting and killing were common.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this reason, Xu Xiang had often picked up his blade and fought in person, sustaining countless injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bearing the title of regional director while doing the work of a regional temporary worker, it was practically a slow death from exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>",1258,"2026-06-20T14:22:37.780Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ea8d9ca9206222dc4573821cfade1ba190f55f384afae8ccd98a2bf7e9ac0989","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-555","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-553",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]