[{"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-587":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},2315842,4528,"Chapter 587","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-587",587,"\u003Cp>Speaking of this, the old man grew a bit interested and added:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Full True Sect disciples generally have higher life cultivation than their peers, but their fist and foot techniques are terrible,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and they have no real tricks—early on, they’re just durable punching bags, with only soul departure being somewhat useful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But their later development is excellent—the perfect body and soul complement each other,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>growing stronger the further they advance; those old Daoist monks are all tougher than the last!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young transcendent was initially baffled, but having surfed the internet often, he immediately recognized the analogy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In gaming terms, most transcendants level up while simultaneously grinding skill proficiency,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>advancing their foundational cultivation and defensive methods in tandem, gaining combat advantage early on;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>while life-soul cultivators focus purely on leveling up, neglecting skills entirely,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>resulting in high levels but mediocre combat power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the late stages, once their level rises, so do attack, defense, health, resistance, and everything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you can’t beat them at the same level, they’ll crush you with higher level!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The greater the level gap, the harder it becomes to fight across tiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention that by the time level rises, the skill proficiency once thought lacking becomes irrelevant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This may be the advantage of life-soul cultivation: once life and soul are deeply refined, any technique learned or used will be no less effective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By comparison, the Golden Light Spell, which also trains life and soul, is quite effective early on too,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>useful for defense and offense alike—in pure combat, its opening is far superior to the Full True Sect’s.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? The Golden Light Spell is so extraordinary? No wonder it’s a secret art of the Celestial Master’s Mansion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young transcendent’s eyes sparkled; he decided to watch the match closely, not missing a single detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Zhang Jie had just demonstrated a formidable Golden Light Spell himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he couldn’t see anything now, it didn’t matter—Lingyu Zhenren of the Celestial Master’s Mansion would soon take the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his talent and cultivation, favored by the Old Celestial Master, his mastery of the Golden Light Spell must surpass Zhang Jie’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also curiously pressed: “Old sir, you know so much—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>do you know if the Celestial Master’s Mansion has even more powerful secret arts?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Celestial Master’s Mansion has stood for thousands of years, dominating the scene in recent times—of course it’s not just the Golden Light Spell…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough, never mind. No matter how powerful an art is, its effectiveness depends on who uses it. Just watch the match.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man instinctively opened his mouth to answer, but halfway through,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he seemed to recall some unpleasant memories, coughed tactfully twice, cut himself off, and steered the topic back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he wouldn’t continue, the young transcendent felt disappointed but could only turn his gaze back to the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, he tossed aside that disappointment—watching the match was far more interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the arena, Huang Ming’s soul had departed, his spirit form light and ethereal,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>not overconfident, but calm and certain as he spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Brother Zhang Jie, I’m now going to directly attack your soul—please pay attention.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, he spiraled through the air at a speed invisible to the naked eye, relying on his soul’s immunity to air resistance\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to maneuver swiftly, disorienting Zhang Jie and creating openings to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie remained standing, arms crossed, utterly motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here’s the chance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After carefully spinning dozens of times, certain Zhang Jie couldn’t track his direction,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Ming’s soul lunged toward Zhang Jie!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance between them closed rapidly; Huang Ming’s heart surged with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Senior Brother Zhang let his guard down—he didn’t dodge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this range, avoiding him now would be impossible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m going to win!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Ming’s soul charged forward with fervor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would prove to all transcendants that strength lies in the person, not the art—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Full True Dragon Gate’s internal alchemy, even early on, is no weaker than the Celestial Master’s Mansion’s Golden Light Spell!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, his vision blurred; Huang Ming found himself frozen,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>especially his neck, as if clamped by a vice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up and saw Zhang Jie’s gentle, handsome, serene face, as if a celestial being had descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On that otherworldly face, a faint look of resignation now appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his gaze and realized this wasn’t a vice at all—it was a clean, slender hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like white jade, firmly pinching his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Ming, lifted like a puppy, stared blankly, utterly confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What do I do now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who has the advantage—me or him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And why can Senior Brother Zhang grasp my soul with his hand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No master or senior brother ever taught me this!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young spectators in the stands were equally baffled—what’s happening?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They immediately turned to the knowledgeable old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man: “………”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does he really think I’m the transcendent world’s encyclopedia, knowing everything?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not saying this to shame you, Master Huang Ming, but soul-departing right before me isn’t a smart move.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie sighed—not that he didn’t want to spare the young man’s face, but Huang Ming,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a novice who’d barely formed his yin spirit and hadn’t even touched the threshold of yang spirit,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>trying to play with soul arts before a planetary-level mentalist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a duck closing its eyes—utterly unnecessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Zhang Jie harbored malice, a single mental storm would’ve shattered Huang Ming’s soul,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>leaving it scattered forever, doomed to never reincarnate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mental force surged; Zhang Jie curled his fingers and crushed Huang Ming’s soul into a ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before forming a true human-like yang spirit, souls are formless and intangible, easily manipulated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maintaining one’s original form is merely habit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With proper visualization, one could become an old man, a child, a woman, even a cat, dog, bird, or beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only risk is prolonged deviation from one’s true form may cause cognitive confusion—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for example, if you stay as a cat too long, you’ll start believing you are one,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>developing habits like licking fur, cleaning paws, using a litter box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So although soul departure is easy and offers endless variety,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>most practitioners retain their original form,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>at most varying only in transparency due to soul strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stronger the soul, the more its departed form resembles the physical body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legends tell of ancient masters who refined their souls to an unimaginable degree,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>whose departed souls were indistinguishable from flesh and blood, capable of marriage and bearing children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a state could rightly be called immortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning from his musings, Zhang Jie gently flicked his finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soul of Daoist Huang Ming returned to his body, and he collapsed at the same time,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Ming’s soul snapped back into his body, and he collapsed, falling into infantile sleep like the other two contestants.\u003C\u002Fp>",1135,"2026-06-20T14:22:37.780Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","00b219d004c2c41699e6a9131402275a96ba785a4e7d1c60ade74755171cce0c","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-588","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-586",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]