[{"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-86":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},2315341,4528,"Chapter 86","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-86",86,"\u003Cp>Though her heart churned with countless thoughts, Misty Master’s expression remained utterly calm:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What secret is there between the Yi Tian Sword and the Tu Long Dao? How could I possibly know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Misty Master’s refusal to admit anything, Zhang Jie smiled faintly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Legend has it that a hundred years ago, when the Mongol iron cavalry swept across the land,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Jing and his wife, defenders of Xiangyang—the southern gate of the Great Song—sought to leave future generations hope to resist the Yuan court,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>specifically sought out the Divine Condor Hero Yang Guo, and obtained from him the Black Iron Heavy Sword,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>which, combined with western white gold and the essence of a hundred metals, was forged into the Yi Tian Sword and the Tu Long Dao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo, suddenly hearing this secret, clapped her cherry lips with her hands and gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhang Jie, with the Yuan court’s power, wouldn’t just having the Yi Tian Sword and Tu Long Dao be useless?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo’s eyes were filled entirely with thirst for knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Zhou Zhiruo as his perfect foil, Zhang Jie felt a surge of delight and continued his revelation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Naturally—the Yuan court had hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry; two divine weapons meant little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these two weapons are keys—inside them are hidden the divine scriptures: the Nine Yin True Classic, the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and most importantly—the military treatise left by Yue Wumu: the Wu Mu Legacy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yue Wumu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing that name, Zhou Zhiruo was stunned again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never heard of the Nine Yin True Classic or other scriptures, but Yue Wumu’s name rang like a bell—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Jin people’s famous saying, “It is easier to shake a mountain than to shake Yue’s army,” was known throughout the land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, is what Brother Zhang Jie says true?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo turned to Misty Master for confirmation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing Zhang Jie’s revelation, Misty Master’s face darkened as if it could drip with ink,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet she knew this secret could no longer be concealed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and Zhou Zhiruo was already her chosen successor to lead Emei—so she nodded:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that’s why the Tu Long Dao commands ‘all under heaven to obey’—because of this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo understood: divine weapons were only effective against ten or a hundred men, but if one obtained the Wu Mu Legacy,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>trained an army like Yue’s, it would be an army of ten thousand, even a hundred thousand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then could one command all under heaven and make none dare defy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boy, have your Wudang sect uncovered clues to the Tu Long Dao?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misty Master stared at Zhang Jie and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm—she still didn’t believe Zhang Jie had found these secrets himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie was under twenty, beardless, inexperienced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if that hundred-year-old Daoist had uncovered something, that would make sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Misty Master, please look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie unslung the bundle on his back and untied the rope:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Tu Long Dao is right here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo and Misty Master stared closely—they saw a blade, plain and unadorned, black and utterly unremarkable in appearance,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet engraved with dragon patterns, lying quietly within Zhang Jie’s bundle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie picked up the Tu Long Dao and gave it a slight shake; Zhou Zhiruo and Misty Master saw faint strange light shimmering beneath the blade’s surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhang Jie, you’re amazing—you actually got your hands on the Tu Long Dao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo’s attention wasn’t on the Tu Long Dao at all—her gaze toward Zhang Jie glowed with admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant she saw the Tu Long Dao, Misty Master’s eyes flickered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Should I seize the Tu Long Dao right here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her rank as a top-tier martial artist, taking down Zhang Jie—a mere third-generation Wudang disciple—should be effortless, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will my lifelong wish finally be fulfilled?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misty Master’s heart surged wildly; a voice within seemed to urge her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seize Zhang Jie, obtain the Tu Long Dao, extract the scriptures, and make Emei dominate the Jianghu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet reason held her back: Zhang Jie was no wandering martial artist without ties—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>behind him stood one of the two supreme sects of the Jianghu: Wudang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t afraid of Song Yuanqiao and the other second-generation disciples once she had the Nine Yin True Classic and other scriptures—but what of that hundred-year-old Daoist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the true invincible master of the land for six decades, a peerless martial patriarch who had crushed all opponents!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only because he still lived did he not rank among the immortals like Shaolin’s Bodhidharma\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>or the Daoist Pure Yang Zi—figures worthy of being enshrined in the Immortal Records!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie seemed oblivious to Misty Master’s shifting, dangerous, then calm gaze, and spoke calmly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We can each make a copy of the Nine Yin True Classic and other scriptures. What do you think, Misty Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo tugged at Misty Master’s sleeve, pleading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having lived with her master day and night,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she knew her master was not as heartless and emotionless as the world claimed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet faced with the temptation to strengthen Emei, she did not know whether her master would commit an unforgivable act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But here, one was her master, the other the man she loved—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>if either were harmed, she would regret it for life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with Zhang Jie’s formidable backing and her beloved disciple’s plea,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misty Master decided to abandon the temptation of seizing Zhang Jie and monopolizing the scriptures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Zhang Jie carried the Tu Long Dao—over a hundred catties heavy—yet handled it as if it were a straw,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>showing her that Zhang Jie was no reckless fool,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and that his bold journey to Emei must have been backed by some hidden strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misty Master unfastened the Yi Tian Sword from her waist—never parted from her side:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boy, I accept your idea of sharing the scriptures between our sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I have one condition—you must agree to it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie became interested; if he could trade one or two conditions, he was willing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>after all, Zhang Jie had always been a refined and easygoing man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only resorted to the Zhu Wu Linked Mountain Villa out of necessity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke slowly: “Misty Master, state your condition—I will not refuse if it lies within my power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This condition is simple for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misty Master glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, who seemed ready to melt into Zhang Jie:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My condition is that from now on, you must never see Zhiruo again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My condition is that from now on, you can never meet Zhiruo again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo stared in disbelief—her master was breaking up her happiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, this cannot be! Zhang Jie and I are truly in love!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please, Master, don’t tear us apart!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo’s nose crinkled, tears falling like broken pearls as she pleaded desperately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misty Master’s face remained icy, unmoved:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhiruo, you are Emei’s future leader—you cannot be entangled with a man from another sect!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll give up being the leader!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo immediately prepared to renounce her position as Emei’s leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo immediately prepared to relinquish her position as leader of the Emei Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misty Master’s eyebrows shot up—she had never imagined her beloved disciple would abandon the sect that had raised her for a man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Misty Master, you’ve gone too far.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie sighed, drawing the tear-streaked Zhou Zhiruo into his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie sighed and pulled Zhou Zhiruo, weeping like pear blossoms in the rain, into his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am acting for Emei’s future—a hundred-year plan! It is not excessive!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misty Master dismissed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Misty Master, are you choosing to sever ties with Wudang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Misty Master, determined to break up the lovers, Zhang Jie sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You, a mere third-generation disciple, are not enough to make Wudang sever ties with Emei!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You, a mere third-generation disciple, are not enough to cause Mount Wudang to break ties with my Mount Emei!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It would be more plausible if your senior brother Song Qingshu came to take his place!” Master Miejue said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie sneered: “Then what about Sister Ji Xiaofu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the mention of Ji Xiaofu, Master Miejue’s heart skipped a beat, but she still retorted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiaofu? What does this have to do with Xiaofu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems Master Miejue wants me to reveal everything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s face grew even colder: “What do you think of the name Yang Buhui?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie sneered: “Buhui?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hah! If Ji Xiaofu did this, where does that leave Wudang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Xiaofu’s love affair with Yang Xiao, the Bright Left Messenger of the Ming Cult, was not in itself scandalous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, although the female disciples of Emei dressed as nuns,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emei was not a nunnery and did not observe the Buddhist precepts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of its female disciples found suitable husbands and left the mountain to marry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ji Xiaofu was betrothed to Yin Liting, the Sixth Master of Wudang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is it when a woman with a betrothed husband bears a daughter with another man?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is adultery!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By tradition, she should be drowned in a pig cage!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, she named her daughter Buhui to express her unwavering devotion to Yang Xiao—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is not merely an insult to Wudang; it is tearing off Wudang’s face and grinding it into the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Wudang did nothing after learning of this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>its disciples would surely be mocked throughout the Jianghu as green-haired turtles.\u003C\u002Fp>",1549,"2026-06-20T14:22:35.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c2e36783d4f3ac2889770998bde90f5d39f4ee864677973cdcd5d4b7fe5790ea","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-87","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-85",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]