[{"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-80":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},2315335,4528,"Chapter 80: Demon Art","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-80",80,"\u003Cp>“That’s excellent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Duan Yanqing’s stiff, expressionless face, a faint smile seemed to appear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young friend, sit cross-legged before me; I shall transmit my cultivation to you now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Yanqing prepared to strike while the iron was hot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me handle it myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie smiled, moved his hands, and a suction force suddenly appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It lifted Duan Yanqing’s hands and pressed them against his own palms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Duan Yanqing had now abandoned all resistance,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie would never expose his own weakness before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Yanqing paid no mind to Zhang Jie’s caution—or rather, he admired it:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the martial world, those who aren’t cautious are already rotting in gutters with rats!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What puzzled him was how Zhang Jie intended to absorb his cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since this was Zhang Jie’s secret, he did not press further:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young friend, proceed as you wish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prince Yanqing, I apologize for the impropriety.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie bowed in apology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately activated the Northern Dark Divine Art; a powerful suction force surged from his Lesser Shang acupoints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Yanqing suddenly realized his internal energy was flooding out like a dam broken,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pouring from his dantian and the Eight Extraordinary Meridians into Zhang Jie’s Lesser Shang points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, he tried to resist—but he was horrified to find\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the suction from Zhang Jie’s Lesser Shang points growing stronger,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>already sticking him fast, leaving him utterly unable to break free!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Demon Art! This is a demon art!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Yanqing roared inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What else could a martial art capable of forcibly stealing another’s cultivation be called but a demon art?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary martial artists spend decades in arduous cultivation, only to lose it all in a single moment to this demon art!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Year after year, they weave golden threads—only to make garments for others!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Duan Yanqing’s resistance impairing the absorption efficiency, Zhang Jie frowned:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prince Yanqing, are you planning to renege?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Duan Yanqing snapped alert—he instantly understood Zhang Jie’s implication:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Duan Yanqing, you don’t want the truth about Duan Yu not being Duan Zhengchun’s biological son to spread, do you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who cares if it’s demon art or not? I’m already dead today—why should I care about any of this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, my only priority is securing my son’s future.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Yanqing instantly discarded thoughts of Zhang Jie’s demon art and began cooperating fully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Duan Yanqing’s cooperation, Zhang Jie’s absorption efficiency soared; he nodded in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than the time of one incense stick, Zhang Jie had drained Duan Yanqing completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, Duan Yanqing could no longer speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, his ventriloquism relied entirely on internal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only gaze at Zhang Jie with desperate hope, praying he would not break his word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prince Yanqing, may you find peace.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie gave Duan Yanqing a reassuring look,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then swept his hand across the top of Duan Yanqing’s head,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>an invisible force instantly shattered his brain,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>sending him to bliss before he could feel pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dispatching Duan Yanqing, Zhang Jie resumed meditation to refine the absorbed energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang Jie cultivated, a vortex spanning several meters appeared around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh—whoosh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A miniature storm formed at his center; the candle flames in the meditation chamber flickered wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the vortex around Zhang Jie grew larger, so did the storm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>until all the candles were extinguished, plunging the chamber into darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Breathe! Breathe!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, it seemed as if a primordial beast from ancient wilderness had taken residence in the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several hours later, Zhang Jie opened his clear, dark-and-white eyes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a visible flash of brilliance darted through them and vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber was pitch black, utterly blind to the touch,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet to Zhang Jie’s eyes, it was as bright as daylight, every detail laid bare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The extinguished candles, the dust in the air,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the beginning-to-pale corpse of Duan Yanqing on the floor—all were clearly visible to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Added twenty years of cultivation—quite satisfactory.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the darkness, Zhang Jie nodded in approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, his cultivation now neared one and a half decades,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>well worth the effort of scheming against the Four Evils and agreeing to Duan Yanqing’s terms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Duan Yanqing fought desperately, Zhang Jie might have gained only ten years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie flicked his finger; all the extinguished candles in the chamber reignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rose calmly, picked up Duan Yanqing’s corpse, and stepped out of the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang Jie emerged, Fan Bailing and the others, who had been waiting outside, rushed forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Younger brother, I never imagined that while we were away for just a few days, you captured the Four Evils alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe stroked his beard, praising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Zhang Jie feared that the Eight Friends of Han Gu might still be on the mountain, causing Duan Yanqing and the others to hesitate,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he had concocted a simple excuse to send them down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Eight Friends of Han Gu were still second-rank experts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Duan Yanqing, a first-rank expert, would not risk facing eight second-rank experts together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Ding Chunqiu, skilled in poison, dared face opponents with weaker internal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Fan Bailing, obsessed with chess, stubbornly refused to leave,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>insisting on serving beside his master, whose chess skill he revered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, finding solitude on the mountain too dull, had allowed him to stay for daily chess games.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after achieving his goal and capturing the Four Evils did he send a pigeon letter, summoning Su Xinghe and the others back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just a few minor figures.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie dismissed them casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Fan Bailing and the others could only smile bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even major sects like Shaolin and Kongtong treated the Four Evils as dire threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Four Evils had terrorized for years without being subdued—their prowess spoke for itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only their master, this young master, treated the Four Evils as beneath notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah San, please bury Prince Yanqing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie handed Duan Yanqing’s corpse to Feng Asan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Asan was a tall, thin middle-aged man with a blank expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His nickname was “Craftsman”; he excelled in mechanisms and stonework—he had designed and built Wu Yunzi’s tomb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Serving the master is no hardship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I will give Prince Yanqing a proper burial.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Asan accepted the corpse and replied respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who would have thought that a prince of Dali would meet such an end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Xinghe gazed at Duan Yanqing’s corpse, sighing deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had learned of Duan Yanqing’s identity from Fan Bailing upon his return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Lao San, hidden among the Xiaoyao Sect members, also looked at the corpse with complex eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he felt no affection for Duan Yanqing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Yanqing had been his elder brother for many years and had protected him for so long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that his elder brother had met such an end, he could not help feeling some sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Uncle, how should Ye Erniang and the others be dealt with?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Bailing, who despised Duan Yanqing and the others for their boundless evil, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ye Erniang…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie fell into deep thought at these words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang’s crimes were even more unforgivable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Duan Yanqing was called “overflowing with evil,” and had committed massacres of entire families,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his vengeance was directed solely at those who had once participated in the Dali coup and persecuted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Confucian text, Gongyang Zhuan, Duke Zhuang, Year Four, states:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can one avenge a wrong nine generations removed? Even a hundred generations is acceptable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ye Erniang was truly, as her name suggests, “capable of every evil.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she ranked second among the Four Evils, her crimes were the worst of all:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She specifically targeted families with infants, stealing other people’s babies,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>playing with them until she grew bored, then either killing them\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>or giving them away to strangers with no blood relation to the child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of infants have died at her hands over the years!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless families have been shattered, wives separated from husbands, children torn from parents!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless people hate her so intensely they long to drink her blood and eat her flesh!\u003C\u002Fp>",1338,"2026-06-20T14:22:35.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8f62afb20b2345c37ccd4d4aa0072bccc8e72a0b10dc0833a700198fac22433f","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-81","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-79",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]