[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult":3,"chapter-don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-100":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Don't Mock the Poor Old Man: Gains a Year of Cultivation Every Day!",{"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},2312592,4520,"Chapter 100","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-100",100,"\u003Cp>Sssssch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the sound of Sun Yu frantically tearing apart the cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lifted her tear-streaked face with a pleading smile, desperately trying to turn her fear into seductive charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew this was her only chance to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slash of blood-red moonlight blade flashed past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Yu’s expression froze instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tear-filled eyes still held a complex mix of pleading and terror, but her pupils were already beginning to dilate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would finally see her father, mother, and younger brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moonlight was cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye returned silently to the inn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Jiang Ye reached to push open the door to his room, he sensed something and looked up toward the inn’s rooftop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There stood a graceful figure clad in purple, poised effortlessly atop the roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes half-closed, she gazed upward at the bright moon; the night wind stirred her robes, fluttering her sashes as if she were about to ride the breeze into the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight fell upon her, and her skin, as pale as flawless jade, shimmered with a faint, ethereal glow—cold yet gentle, making her appear like a celestial fairy descended from the moon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman was none other than Yang Han, the eldest daughter of the Yang family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… she’s actually absorbing lunar essence?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye blinked in surprise, a flicker of hidden shock passing through his aged eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Yang Han appeared merely to be gazing at the moon, Jiang Ye keenly sensed her body was drawing in the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lunar essence flowed like fine threads from the heavens, slowly drawn into her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To confirm his suspicion, Jiang Ye immediately activated his Fire Eyes to investigate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What met his gaze was extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around Yang Han, lunar essence indeed gathered—silver-white threads swirling and spiraling around her like a thin veil, enveloping her completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aura was faint and soft, yet it rendered her silhouette even more hazy and otherworldly, as if a divine goddess had stepped forth from the moon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to peer closer, but the lunar aura, alive and responsive, rippled gently and blocked his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Interesting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wry expression crossed Jiang Ye’s aged face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t verify her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, Yang Han truly could absorb lunar essence—this was deeply strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could this also be a Qi-nourishing method…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s thoughts shifted rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had heard only that animals attaining spirit could absorb lunar essence—he had never heard of a human doing so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What secrets did Yang Han truly conceal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the rooftop, Yang Han seemed to sense something and slowly opened her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down and saw Jiang Ye below; a flicker of surprise crossed her brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a light step, she shifted slightly, tapped the roof gently, and floated down like a celestial fairy descending from the moon, landing gracefully before Jiang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her robes settled; moonlight spread behind her in a silver glow, rendering her dreamlike and surreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such keen perception…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye felt a slight shock within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It must have been his use of Fire Eyes just now—she had sensed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman’s perceptiveness far exceeded his expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han’s exquisitely beautiful face broke into a faint smile—cold yet gentle, like moonlight itself:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang, are you also unable to sleep at night, come out to admire the moon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s expression remained calm, his voice flat: “I’m an old man now—what interest do I have in admiring the moon? I simply sleep lightly these days, so I came out for a stroll.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Jiang Ye turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Yang Han’s voice, tinged with melancholy and softness, came from behind: “Elder Jiang… do you… dislike me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye turned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw Yang Han gazing at him with a forlorn expression, her autumn-water eyes reflecting the moonlight—and his own figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On her flawless face lingered an enchanting, searching look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s expression didn’t change; he smiled faintly: “Young Lady Yang, you’re overthinking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he didn’t pause, turning back toward the inn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door closed softly behind him, shutting out the moonlight and the purple figure alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han stared fixedly as Jiang Ye’s figure vanished from view; her faint smile slowly faded, replaced by ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye rose early as usual, slowly practicing the Five Animal Fist on the open ground before the inn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each movement flowed smoothly and perfectly; his sleeves stirred gently in the morning breeze, his whole being like an ancient pine—steady and composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng was the second to rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw Jiang Ye practicing so early, his face filled with admiration, and he couldn’t help sighing: “Elder Jiang’s diligence truly puts us all to shame…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye smiled faintly, ending his stance: “I’m not the earliest riser—the Yang family’s people have already left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng’s face grew serious at once, his brow furrowing: “Then we must hurry—we can’t let them get ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye gave a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Chen Lili and Zheng Hui came down, the group quickly ate breakfast and set off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye and the others finally arrived, weary and dusty, near Taishan Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang, look—there’s Taishan Mountain ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng reined his horse and pointed toward the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye looked up; his aged eyes narrowed sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the horizon’s end, a towering silhouette stretched across heaven and earth, like an impassable barrier cleaving sky from land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mountain range stretched endlessly, peaks piled upon peaks, interlocking layer upon layer, growing deeper and more mysterious the farther one gazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The highest peak pierced the clouds; above its midsection, it vanished into a boundless sea of mist, its true form unseen—only occasional gaps in the wind-torn clouds revealed steep, black cliffs, like colossal curtains hanging from the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is truly massive…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui covered her mouth in astonishment, her voice trembling with disbelief. She tilted her neck upward, her neck aching, yet still couldn’t see the summit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had seen the walls of Yunling Prefecture, the six peaks of Tianqing Sect—but compared to this mountain, they seemed insignificant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taishan Mountain wasn’t just a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a mountain range stretching across the earth, riddled with gorges and deep valleys—humans within it were like ants entering a forest, swallowed in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To find a ruin here…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui swallowed hard, her voice thin: “It’s impossible…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye turned his gaze away, spurred his horse, and rode ahead toward the mountain path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the others hurried after, hooves echoing across the empty wilderness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the group reached a mountain pass of Taishan Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Zheng, you’re late again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Little Zheng finally brought his precious little sister along?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two clear, bell-like laughs rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned to see two stunning figures standing atop a massive boulder by the path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing them, Zheng Feng’s expression paused slightly, then he bowed respectfully: “Greetings, two senior sisters—your speed is still unmatched.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then whispered to Jiang Ye beside him: “Elder Jiang, these two are the True Disciples of Xianshui Peak—Hua Ning and Hua Tian. As for which is older and which is younger… I can’t tell either…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, he had already recognized them—they were the two he had accidentally encountered while cultivating water qi in the cold pool…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, Zheng Hui couldn’t wait to speak up: “I know how to tell them apart—the one with the mole on her left buttock is the elder sister, the one with the mole on the right is the younger!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1263,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","222672ba1102f94c7c4e608c5c97de3d5753dca6ffee0c0da191842475ce64c1","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-101","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-99",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]