[{"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-87":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},2315342,4528,"Chapter 87: Defeat Abbess Mei Jue","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-87",87,"\u003Cp>Knowing the secret was hard to conceal but still struggling to deny it, Abbess Mei Jue pleaded:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What ‘Bu Hui’? I know nothing of her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My beloved disciple Xiao Fu passed away from illness many years ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The reason I haven’t informed Wudang is merely to spare Yin Liuxia from grief.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie sneered, bringing up his good junior brother Zhang Wuji again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Abbess, you surely don’t know who escorted Bu Hui to Kunlun to find her father Yang Xiao?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That escort was none other than Zhang Wuji—the orphan of Wudang’s Fifth Elder, Zhang Cuishan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Abbess Mei Jue was left speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie not only knew the full story but had found the key witness—leaving her no room to refute him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You whelp slander my Emei Sect—I will not spare you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enraged and humiliated, Abbess Mei Jue decided to seize Zhang Jie first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Get the Nine Yin True Scripture first; Wudang can’t fully break ties with Emei over this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worst case, we simply cut all ties with Wudang from now on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With resolve settled, Abbess Mei Jue activated Emei Nine Yang Gong and lunged at Zhang Jie with ferocious speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she did not draw the Heaven-Defying Sword—first, attacking Zhang Jie was already bullying the young,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and using a divine weapon like the Heaven-Defying Sword would invite universal ridicule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, and more importantly, Zhang Jie held the Dragon-Slaying Blade—the other divine weapon equal to the Heaven-Defying Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, she did not believe Zhang Jie, who knew the secret hidden within both the Heaven-Defying Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Blade,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was unaware that their collision would trigger the mechanism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the Heaven-Defying Sword now would be no different from handing the scripture directly to Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo turned pale with horror and cried out in anguish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah! So it finally comes to this!” Zhang Jie laughed loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had long despised Abbess Mei Jue; had it not been for Zhou Zhiruo,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he would have already taught this hypocritical old nun a lesson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whelp, surrender!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abbess Mei Jue struck out with a palm toward Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, her thick palm energy enveloped Zhang Jie’s entire body, making him feel a fleeting sense of helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This must be the Buddha’s Radiance—the very technique no one in Emei, save Abbess Mei Jue, has ever mastered!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s thoughts flashed like lightning—he instantly recognized the palm’s origin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the original battle at Bright Peak, Abbess Mei Jue had used this very move against Zhang Wuji, leaving him spitting blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The old nun miscalculated.’ Zhang Jie sneered inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emei Nine Yang Gong, Shaolin Nine Yang Gong, Wudang Nine Yang Gong,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the four Nine Yang martial arts vary in power but share the same essence;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>when Emei Nine Yang Gong meets the Nine Yang Divine Art, it is like rivers flowing into the sea,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>or milk blending with water—vanishing instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Zhang Jie, humble as he is, has already brought the Nine Yang Divine Art to perfection!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘But am I the kind to stand and take a beating?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wudang Cotton Palm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie channeled his Nine Yang true qi along the Wudang Cotton Palm’s meridian pathways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, his right hand was wrapped in visible qi energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two palms collided with the sound of an explosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>TZZZ!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overflowed qi surged across dozens of meters, like a miniature tornado, whipping up dead leaves and broken branches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the leaves were shredded by razor-sharp residual waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo, whose cultivation was far inferior to Zhang Jie’s and Abbess Mei Jue’s, retreated over ten meters, refusing to stay within the core of battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM! BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Zhang Jie and Abbess Mei Jue had exchanged three palms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This whelp has astonishingly deep cultivation!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abbess Mei Jue trembled inside—none of the three palms had gained even the slightest advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah! Abbess, how much force did you use just now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m going to add one more percent—don’t let me down!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie laughed wildly, his black hair whipping wildly in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whelp, don’t bluff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If your strength is lacking, admit it now—otherwise, if you hurt yourself, don’t blame me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Believing Zhang Jie was using psychological warfare, Abbess Mei Jue retorted sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Abbess, take this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie shouted, raised his right hand high, and struck down at Abbess Mei Jue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qi takes form?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the visible palm imprint encasing Zhang Jie’s hand, Abbess Mei Jue could hardly believe her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buddha’s Radiance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing she could no longer hesitate, Abbess Mei Jue unleashed all her strength in Emei Nine Yang Gong,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>gritting her teeth despite the unbearable swelling and pain coursing through her eight extraordinary meridians and all her limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sound like a great temple bell rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Visible, transparent shockwaves swept across dozens of meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surrounding trees bent and shattered as if struck by a hurricane—branches snapped, leaves tore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo, watching from afar, had to retreat another ten meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it—he’s not lying! He still has more to give!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abbess Mei Jue’s eyes bulged with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the instant their palms met, a force stronger by several degrees surged from Zhang Jie’s palm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>shattering her Buddha’s Radiance like dry grass before a storm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>STUMBLE—STUMBLE—STUMBLE!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abbess Mei Jue was forced to retreat several steps to dissipate the force; each step left a footprint sunk several inches deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first few footprints clearly showed the sole’s tread pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the final steps, her qi could no longer protect her shoes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK! Her thousand-layer soles split apart, scattering into fragments across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abbess Mei Jue, barely stopping, let out a muffled groan as a surge of reversed blood rose to her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her cultivation and stamina severely depleted, she felt unsteady on her feet!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, are you alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Abbess Mei Jue in such a dire state, Zhou Zhiruo rushed to support her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gurgle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Refusing to show weakness before Zhang Jie, Abbess Mei Jue forcibly swallowed the blood and Mianqiang  said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m fine. Don’t make such a fuss.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Jie brother, why did you strike so hard?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Abbess Mei Jue’s condition, Zhou Zhiruo gave Zhang Jie a resentful, wounded glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, sorry—I got carried away and lost control of my force.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie awkwardly scratched his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had rarely fought a top-tier expert; the only one he’d faced was Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xie Xun was blind, and Zhang Jie hadn’t had the heart to take advantage of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, seeing Abbess Mei Jue, he’d felt a thrill of excitement and unconsciously added a bit more force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he never imagined the mighty Abbess Mei Jue was this fragile!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d only used four-tenths of his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he’d gone all out, Zhou Zhiruo would be picking up Abbess Mei Jue’s corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just bruised and blackened—but in pieces…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Zhang Jie’s words, Abbess Zhendie could no longer hold back and spat a mouthful of reversed blood, soaking her robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhang Jie, you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo shot Zhang Jie a glare and pouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, let me heal your injuries.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Zhiruo helped Abbess Zhendie sit down and prepared to heal her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhiruo, I know the state of my injuries—no need for you to heal me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abbess Zhendie, pale and weak, refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Zhou Zhiruo’s level of cultivation, her healing would have little effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well… let me do it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, aware he had caused trouble, awkwardly rubbed his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this mess was his own doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing Zhang Jie’s cultivation far surpassed hers, Zhou Zhiruo rose and yielded her place to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abbess Zhendie could only silently accept it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Abbess, I apologize for my earlier rudeness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie bowed in apology, sat cross-legged behind Abbess Zhendie,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>placed his palms a few inches from her back, and began to heal her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The notion that healing required removing clothing, skin-to-skin contact, or even intimate proximity—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>did not apply to Zhang Jie, whose cultivation had long allowed Qi to leave the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only someone as delicate as Zhou Zhiruo would ever be asked to heal him in such a way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie maintained that when a hero saves a beauty, the beauty’s repayment depends on the hero’s looks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the hero is handsome, the beauty says, “I have no way to repay you—let me give myself to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the hero is unattractive, even ugly, the beauty says, “I have no way to repay you—I’ll serve you as ox or horse in my next life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even heroes decide whether to save a beauty—and how to save her—based on her looks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, why is it always “hero saves beauty,” never “hero saves ugly”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All love at first sight is lust at first sight—if you’re not handsome (or beautiful), who could possibly see your inner worth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Men have no principles at all—they only care whether you’re pretty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually… before I met her, I always thought love at first sight was ridiculous—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>just lust triggered by a pretty face.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m lust at first sight—after careful consideration.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>————《Heart Has a Tiger, Squeezing the Rose》\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie: I’m done hiding—I’m just a looks addict~\u003C\u002Fp>",1522,"2026-06-20T14:22:35.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4ddffa7ea7d12aa0d867764ebd3a9ee6bf82f6b51bf22b3ed50beabe518a2728","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-88","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-86",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]