[{"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-569":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},2315824,4528,"Chapter 569: Unharmed!","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-569",569,"\u003Cp>Just as Zhang Chulan’s fist was about to strike Zhang Jie’s forehead, a white radiance suddenly emerged from Zhang Jie’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This radiance was negligible beside Zhang Chulan’s fist, which glowed like a lightbulb, but the moment it made contact,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the golden light on Zhang Chulan’s fist flickered out like a faulty bulb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist instantly lost all strength—not even enough to attack Zhang Jie,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>let alone elicit any reaction from his roommate in Room 404.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan’s fist froze mid-air, his expression filled with shock and doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keep going.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie didn’t lift his eyelids, speaking softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I still don’t believe it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan’s stubborn streak flared up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He accepted that Jiege’s cultivation was profound and unfathomable—he was no match in combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now Zhang Jie was merely defending passively; could it be that he couldn’t even get close to Zhang Jie’s body?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, what was the point of cultivating the Dao at all? He might as well go home, till the soil,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>marry a wife, and raise a fat little boy, living the life of a warm hearth, wife, and child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, what hope was there in such a life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to place hope in the next generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan roared, the golden light on his fist nearly solidifying into substance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He poured every ounce of his Golden Light Spell into this punch—before him, even a boulder,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he was certain he could shatter into pieces with a single strike!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This punch, fueled by Zhang Chulan’s determination, upon touching the radiance surrounding Zhang Jie,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>vanished—unexpected, yet somehow expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, unharmed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two failed attempts left Zhang Chulan’s eyes red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Jie, seated cross-legged, spoke: “Chulan, I heard your grandfather had other techniques besides the Golden Light Spell—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>didn’t he teach you any of them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then, Jiege, I’ll dare to offend!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth—he knew he had to reveal his last resort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he admitted he was far inferior to Zhang Jie, he refused to accept that he lacked even the merit to force Zhang Jie into defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that were true, how could he ever face Zhang Jie again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn’t it said that dragons do not associate with snakes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump-thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan’s heart began pounding violently, as if a divine being were striking heavenly drums,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his explosive, fiery heart-qi surged forth, then slammed into his lungs,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>unleashing a piercing, blinding, unbearable lung-gold qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heart-fire and lung-gold qi intertwined, merged, clashed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>finally coalescing in his palm into a bolt of red-and-white intertwined thunderfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Palmar Thunder!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan slapped his palms together—the thunderfire shot toward Zhang Jie with lightning speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sizzle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thunderfire cut through the air, filling it with the ozone scent of ionized atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thunder Art? This kid Zhang Chulan actually knows Thunder Art?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Feng Baobao couldn’t help but glance over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All Longhu Mountain’s Tian Shi Fu disciples rigorously cultivate the Golden Light Spell,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a famed secret art in the transcendent world, focused on nurturing life and nature in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what truly cemented the Tian Shi Fu’s unshakable status\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was the Thunder Art held only by the high masters and the Tian Shi himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legend says the Five Thunder Orthodoxy mastered by the Tian Shi can subdue demons and exorcise evil without effort!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Palmar Thunder Zhang Chulan just unleashed may not rival the Five Thunder Orthodoxy, but it rivals that of any high master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan, having unleashed this Palmar Thunder, felt utterly exhilarated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He already imagined Zhang Jie hopping around in agony from the thunder strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It filled him with pure joy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Hehehe?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing that classic villainous laugh, Zhang Jie couldn’t help but sneer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many Soul Palace elders and guardians must this kid have devoured to make such a sound?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie had the leisure to mock even while under attack,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>precisely because Zhang Chulan’s assault posed zero threat to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Palmar Thunder Zhang Chulan had pinned all hope on vanished three feet from Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, still unharmed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanished… vanished…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with it vanished the half-formed smile on Zhang Chulan’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m such a fool… really…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan suddenly resembled Xiang Linshao: “Jiege let me attack him—he must’ve prepared perfectly all along,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and I fell right into his trap. I’m such a fool… really…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the Law of Smile Conservation, smiles are neither created nor destroyed—they merely transfer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that Zhang Chulan’s smile had vanished, it naturally transferred to Zhang Jie’s face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who wore a satisfied smile: “Not bad. It lives up to its great reputation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet seeing Zhang Chulan slumped in despair, looking utterly defeated,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie decided to comfort him—he was his little brother and his own scapegoat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If all the scapegoats lay dead in the field, refusing to grow, how could he harvest them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he ever enjoy grilled scapegoats, scapegoat dumplings, or scapegoat pancakes again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chulan, don’t lose heart. If you keep cultivating hard,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>one day you’ll reach my level too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhang Chulan instantly snapped out of his despair… well, stopped being despondent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could ever wield the same power as Zhang Jie—rendering all attacks meaningless—he could walk the transcendent world with impunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiege, I really want to learn this technique.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan turned into a sycophant, rushing to Zhang Jie’s side to massage his back and legs, his flattery unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie was utterly unfazed by Zhang Chulan’s rapid role-switching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being shameless was one of Zhang Chulan’s defining traits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this guy, clinging to a powerful ally was as natural as eating and drinking—pure instinct,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>requiring no teaching whatsoever, entirely self-taught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chulan, you don’t need to learn this—you already know it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I already know it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan paused mid-massage, utterly baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew such a powerful technique? How could he not know?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the Old Farmer Art! Jiege just used the Old Farmer Art!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao replied, blankly clueless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Old Farmer Art is this powerful?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan expressed skepticism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d practiced the Old Farmer Art for days and felt no transformation whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve practiced too briefly—no change is normal,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao, seeing his confusion, explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But Jiege only got the Old Farmer Art less than a few hours ago!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more she explained, the more Zhang Chulan collapsed inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Zhang Jie, he wasn’t even trash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly wondered if he was just worthless mud that couldn’t be stuck to a wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough, cough, my situation is special, Chulan—don’t compare yourself to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhang Chulan slipping toward utter despair, Zhang Jie had to explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, why would I compare myself to someone like Jiege?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan suddenly recalled his recent battles against supernatural allies from the North China Region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though not invincible, he had won more than he had lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, it wasn’t that he was weak or worthless mud—it was that Zhang Jie was too monstrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he accepted defeat, Zhang Chulan felt the heavens and earth open wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he didn’t compare himself to Zhang Jie, Zhang Chulan was still a young elite of the supernatural world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Zhang Jie, let the older generation deal with him.\u003C\u002Fp>",1193,"2026-06-20T14:22:37.780Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bb9f0a910445eef5371637be6f186935a29d60740122fb0da4535503a7102f32","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-570","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-568",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]