[{"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-573":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},2315828,4528,"Chapter 573: The Billionaire in Poverty, Daoist Wang","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-573",573,"\u003Cp>Splash, splash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint, intermittent sound of tides rose in the air; Zhang Jie focused his senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the qi of heaven and earth surging into his body in a frantic rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this another ability of Qi Body Source Flow activating?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie glanced at his dantian sea, where a tiny qi infant sat cross-legged upon a lotus platform,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>its small face serious and intent in meditation—and instantly understood the source of this anomaly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Body Source Flow dares to call itself “the end of all arts,” so it certainly cannot have only the ability to dismantle others’ qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to what Zhang Jie learned while observing Gao Wei, upon full cultivation,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it possesses another ability—infinite supply of true qi, eliminating nearly all risk of qi depletion or exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, Zhang Jie had been puzzled: after all, Qi Body Source Flow was merely another strange art,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>how could it possibly generate an ability bordering on a perpetual motion machine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, through personal cultivation and testing, Zhang Jie discovered that Qi Body Source Flow had opened a channel between the human small cosmos\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the great cosmos of heaven and earth, allowing the qi of heaven and earth to flow endlessly into the cultivator’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, linking the finite human form with the near-infinite qi of heaven and earth naturally ensures an unceasing supply of true qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A wonderful thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie marveled inwardly; this ability, even for him now, was a perfect complement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, although Qi Body Source Flow incorporates Wu Gensheng’s “Divine Spirit” dismantling technique, its level is higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Zhang Huaiyi dared to declare, “What I have realized surpasses my fourth brother Wu Gensheng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine Spirit is mostly an unconscious, instinctive talent, while Qi Body Source Flow builds upon it\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>by adding infinite qi supply, independent consciousness hosting (the qi infant),\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and potential future mastery over “reconstructing the primordial qi”—truly mysterious and extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cultivate! Cultivate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overjoyed, Zhang Jie became utterly absorbed in cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feeling of constantly sensing his own progress was simply exquisite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time swiftly passed until the day of the Luotian Da Jiao; Zhang Jie and Zhang Chulan and others arrived at Long Hu Mountain as a group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow, Jie Ge, is this Long Hu Mountain?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the foot of Long Hu Mountain, Zhang Chulan looked around curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie walked behind him, Feng Baobao beside him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What, is it somewhat different from what you expected?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. A little. I thought Long Hu Mountain, as a… would be more solemn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan surveyed the bustling crowd around him: vendors selling snacks,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>drinks, mineral water, and souvenirs; but mostly tourists like himself, gazing around,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>holding phones and snapping photos everywhere, he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t think this environment was bad—rather, as a major force in the occult world,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the ancestral seat of Zhengyi Daoism, Long Hu Mountain’s atmosphere should have been classical, solemn, ethereal in his imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll get used to it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie replied offhandedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The occult world has at most thirty to forty thousand people, scattered across the farthest corners of the land,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>utterly insignificant compared to over a billion ordinary people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, the number of tourists Long Hu Mountain receives in a single day exceeds the total population of the occult world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under such circumstances, how could Long Hu Mountain possibly remain solemn?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, tourists come for fun—taking photos, checking in at landmarks, wandering everywhere—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that’s their typical behavior; they can’t stay quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, Long Hu Mountain is still better; at least the back mountain remains under the control of our senior brothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our Wudang is worse off—almost all the main halls are co-managed and opened to tourists.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a young Daoist emerged from nowhere, sighing heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Daoist wore a plain Daoist robe with no patterns or ornaments,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his long hair simply tied into a Daoist topknot, a few strands falling loose at his temples,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet he did not look messy—rather, he exuded a serene, otherworldly elegance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which Daoist are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan asked, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was certain he didn’t know any Daoist except Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where had this interjecting young Daoist come from? Who was he?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu Liang Tian Zun. I am Wudang’s Wang Ye, greetings to Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Zhang, and this young lady.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Daoist bowed respectfully to Zhang Jie and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So it’s you—Wudang’s Wang Ye.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie had suspected the moment the young Daoist appeared; now he was certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ye, a formal disciple of Wudang, and also the inheritor of the Eight Marvelous Techniques: Feng Hou Qi Men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these weren’t his most talked-about labels;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>what made him most memorable was his “billionaire in poverty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Daoist Wang came from the Wang family of Beijing, a colossal fortune; his father was the richest man in Beijing’s circle,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his wealth and status comparable to the Wang billionaire who once said, “First set a small goal: earn a billion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Gao Wei observer, Zhang Jie strongly suspected that Mi Er had drawn inspiration from real-life figures when creating this world,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>such as that Wang billionaire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Dao cultivation failed, Daoist Wang would simply return to lay life, inherit his billions,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>transforming into a man of immense wealth, conversing only with tycoons, never mingling with commoners—the “Ye Zong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you’re Senior Brother Wang Ye. I’m Zhang Chulan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan immediately became enthusiastic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wudang? That was a major Daoist sect, equal in stature to the Tian Shi Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Wudang disciple, this Daoist Wang Ye must be a top-tier powerhouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if not as monstrous as Jie Ge, he was surely among the elite of the younger generation of occultists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Jie, lay disciple of the Tian Shi Fu, greets Ye Zong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie also bowed with clasped hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Bao’er Jie?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was lost in her usual daydream, paying no attention to Wang Ye’s greeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Wang Ye, not Ye Zong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ye corrected Zhang Jie’s mispronunciation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right, Ye Zong, got it, Ye Zong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie nodded: understood, got it—ah, I’m just not going to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with Zhang Jie’s clearly teasing address, Wang Ye sighed and let it pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Brother Wang Ye, is Wudang like Long Hu Mountain too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wudang is even more crowded than Long Hu Mountain…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ye was a carefree man; he swiftly brushed off Zhang Jie’s teasing and began chatting with Zhang Chulan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk tsk…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to Wang Ye’s account, Zhang Jie smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed that in any world, these organizations’ nature was the same—almost a baseline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this world, Wudang Mountain and Long Hu Mountain still had occult balance; in his previous world, it was far worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could even lose money from land-grabbing and charging fees—can you believe it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figures of hundreds of millions, even billions in losses were shocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, countless Geng Specialists must have been at play, performing the drama: If you don’t take it, how can I take it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I don’t take it, how can the Geng Specialist take it? If the Geng Specialist doesn’t take it, how can you and I progress?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geng Specialist, Yamamoto Specialist, Smith Specialist, Singh Specialist, John Specialist…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie thought that even if you put a monkey in that position, it might not do worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least a monkey only needs bananas and peaches—it wouldn’t think of not just eating the peaches,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but also moving the peach trees, peach groves, peach orchards, and even peach mountains back home.\u003C\u002Fp>",1247,"2026-06-20T14:22:37.780Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f8fbe22d2906751336462bcd67b02eb2048d6538ea56f51c01fbcfa9b1969b4f","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-574","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-572",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]