[{"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-596":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},2315851,4528,"Chapter 596: Solutions and No Rush","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-596",596,"\u003Cp>Tap tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie lightly tapped his fingers on the stone bench: “Should I pull Brother San along?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San’s problem was a major one across the entire supernatural world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as a man with a trump card (a cheat), he had complete confidence in solving it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first solution was naturally to introduce systems from other worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your limitation as a Qi-cultivator—what does that have to do with my Body Refinement, Spirit Nurturing, or Magic systems?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this idea was instantly shot down by Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention that introducing radically different power systems would expose his own secrets,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even the mere reproduction and coexistence of such powers posed immense difficulties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even martial arts worlds like Tianlong and Yitian required the Eight Extraordinary Meridians for their True Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would likely clash with Qi-cultivation’s meridian system—easily pass for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The World Devourer system, whether for martial arts or spiritual force, required devouring the universe’s native primordial energy,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>plus compatible biological genes to convert into genetic primordial energy—also directly pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Devil Fruits of the One Piece world were most likely fragments of world rules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Switching to another world, let alone achieving their miraculous effects, just avoiding instant bodily explosion would be a stroke of insane luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three-color Baqi , though said to originate from spirit and body, was still a world-specific product.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a world without magic, warriors could slash with their swords until death,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet they could never reach the realm where a wooden sword could sever iron, perceiving all weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie could wield martial True Qi, spiritual force, True Qi, Devil Fruit abilities, and Baqi  as effortlessly as his own limbs,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>merging them into a unified whole that grew stronger without losing their individual traits,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>all without being rejected by the local world’s power system—thanks entirely to the unimaginable power of the Shared Space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Foreign monks struggle to chant sutras—so better to summon the local bald ones to tap the wooden fish and chant “Amitabha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s other solution was the Qi-Ti Yuanliu he had obtained earlier from Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t need to hand over Qi-Ti Yuanliu directly to Xu San; instead, he could use its ultimate technique—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>transforming technique into Qi—to craft a personalized, all-encompassing cultivation system for Xu San.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Zhang Jie’s current accumulation, he could easily create several scriptures, found a sect, and become its patriarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it. Let nature take its course.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After careful thought, Zhang Jie decided to set the issue aside for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one hand, though he had amassed deep experience and had created hundreds of supreme techniques in Tianlong and Yitian,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>elevating them from low-level martial arts to mid- and high-level martial arts, earning him the title of Patriarch of Martial Arts and reverence from countless martial artists;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in the context of the One World’s Qi-cultivation system, he was still a newbie who had only recently gained his cheat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu San had treated him well—if he truly turned him into a guinea pig\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and something went wrong, even if he could fix it later, it would still be embarrassing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait until he finds the Eight Marvelous Techniques and thoroughly studies divine arts like Five Thunder Orthodoxy before creating new techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a path exists, following the footsteps of predecessors is still a grand and smooth road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, worlds filled with dead ends—or where pathfinders hoard the end of the road,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>treating later cultivators as guinea pigs and cultivation fodder—must be approached with extreme caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The One World was relatively decent, leaning toward classical xianxia, with human nature not yet too corrupt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In those black society cultivation worlds, someone would kill your entire family for a single spirit stone;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>after a martial god ascended, he had to mine in a mine for tens of thousands of years, often dying and buried there;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>an immortal emperor who reigned supreme across the immortal realm, stepping on the tiniest insect of the divine realm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was instantly poisoned to death—such worlds were simply not to Zhang Jie’s taste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just thinking about them filled him with despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, as the current assistant to the head of the North China region, Xu San was virtually guaranteed to become the next head after Xu Xiang passed away,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and his actual power requirements weren’t very high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t the company’s founding era, when the head needed to lead charges, fight bloody battles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The company’s basic combat needs were already met by temporary workers and elite special operations teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t Director Zhao Fangxu firmly control the supernatural world with his third-rate air-palm technique that couldn’t even shatter a wooden board?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most powerful divine art in the supernatural world wasn’t the Eight Marvelous Techniques, falsely called immortal arts,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>nor was it Master Lao Tian’s invincible Five Thunder Orthodoxy, which had dominated for nearly a century—it was Director Zhao’s air-palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When necessary, his air-palm could strike down the East Wind Express, representing truth itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as no supernatural being emerged who could withstand the East Wind Express, the supernatural world’s order wouldn’t collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And unless absolutely necessary, Zhang Jie wouldn’t act recklessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still wanted to quietly enjoy life, cultivate toward immortality, and eventually either take his parents and family with him in a full ascension,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>or become a living immortal guarding the mortal realm for a hundred thousand years,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>not have ten or eight satellites constantly hovering overhead, every move studied by countless experts and teams sacrificing hair and liver to write ten-thousand-word probability analyses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The team sacrificed hair and liver for research and wrote a ten-thousand-character probabilistic analysis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang Jie pondered, someone knocked on the courtyard gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan, without hesitation, prepared to take on the task of opening the door;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but before he could move, two men with cold expressions, wearing sunglasses and black suits—clearly bodyguards—pushed the gate open arrogantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you two?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan remained wary of these uninvited intruders who had taken the liberty to open the door themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re Zhang Jie and Zhang Chulan, right? Our elder has summoned you—come with us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the cool-looking men gave the order as if it were self-evident truth, as if Zhang Jie and Zhang Chulan had no choice but to obey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Baobao, who was watching cartoons nearby, was completely ignored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just an immature little girl—no need to pay attention to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this tone of unquestionable authority, Zhang Chulan felt a strange sense of déjà vu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s your elder?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For safety’s sake, Zhang Chulan pressed further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other bodyguard crossed his arms, his disdain unmistakable:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll find out when you get there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For safety’s sake, Zhang Chulan still asked one more question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Chulan turned to Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two were unknowns—enemy or ally? Should they refuse or accept the invitation? It was up to Zhang Jie to decide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s lips curled slightly, noncommittal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two had unknown origins; their allegiance was uncertain, so they were refused,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhang Jie so relaxed, Zhang Chulan’s guard lowered somewhat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing Zhang Jie well, he knew this expression meant everything was under his control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He naturally trusted Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then please lead the way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two bodyguards said “please,” yet made no move to guide them; instead, they stared fixedly at Zhang Jie and Zhang Chulan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as if the two weren’t guests invited by their elder, but prisoners under strict surveillance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Zhang Jie, he naturally trusted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This barely concealed hostility made Zhang Chulan quickly move closer to Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two bodyguards spoke words of invitation, but their hands made no movement—instead, they stared fixedly at Zhang Jie and the other;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie tilted his head slightly, signaling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t about to vent his displeasure on such minor thugs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This nearly unmasked malice made Zhang Chulan quickly move closer to Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One bodyguard led ahead; the other trailed behind Zhang Jie and Zhang Chulan—his malice was plain for all to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie slightly lifted his head, signaling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not so low as to vent his frustration on such minor thugs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One bodyguard led the way ahead, while the other hung behind Zhang Jie and Zhang Chulan—this malice was plain for all to see.\u003C\u002Fp>",1368,"2026-06-20T14:22:37.780Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bdc8135a9c2c63a81050bd485d1246b838912e18f5db9800d29d90e1beb47514","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-597","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-595",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]