[{"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-101":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},2312593,4520,"Chapter 101","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-101",101,"\u003Cp>「Ah...」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Zheng Hui’s seemingly innocent remark, Jiang Ye nearly choked, «How on earth do you know that?»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«I bathed with the two Hua sisters before.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui spoke without hesitation, her tone brimming with utter certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Jiang Ye’s aged face flushed faintly, a rare sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, he too had bathed with those two in the cold spring that day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Little Hui, stop talking, or I’ll be the one who suffers later...»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng cleared his throat and quickly cut off whatever Zheng Hui was about to say next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sister had a touch of natural absentmindedness; she spoke without filter, and who knew what shocking words might tumble out next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Greetings, two Senior Sisters.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, Chen Lili bowed respectfully to the two ethereal figures atop the massive rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Zheng, let me borrow your sister for a bit!»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Come on, Hui, Sister will take you up the mountain to play!»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both laughed softly, summoning water vapor into a swirling vortex, then flicked their wrists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden suction force appeared out of nowhere, snatching Zheng Hui’s light frame and gently depositing her into their hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Senior Sister, don’t—»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng’s face darkened instantly, ready to shout a warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the two graceful figures had already leapt off the rock with Zheng Hui, floating away with effortless grace, vanishing before anyone’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Sigh...»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng could only sigh helplessly in the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Jiang Ye shook his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A helpless older brother?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Senior True Disciple Zheng, why not come over for some tea?»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cheerful laugh came from behind the rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group stepped forward to find a middle-aged man in a green robe, elegant and refined, already setting up a small wooden table and sipping tea leisurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was none other than Xie Tang, Elder of Xianshui Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«This must be Elder Jiang, who wiped out the Black Wind Fortress.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang glanced at Zheng Feng first, then turned his gaze to Jiang Ye, rising politely, «Elder Jiang’s feat is truly admirable in my eyes.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«This old man’s humble reputation hardly deserves such praise from Elder Xie.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye returned the courtesy with equal politeness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recognized this man—he knew Xie Tang had been a close friend of Liu Qingshi in his youth, and had once clashed with Jin Hai over Liu Yiyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a man of loyalty and feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few pleasantries, they sat down to drink tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye quietly asked Zheng Feng, «Wasn’t it said each peak sends two Golden Core cultivators? Why does Xianshui Peak have three?»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng replied softly, «The two Hua Senior Sisters can be counted as one, because they are an extremely rare Dual-Soul Body.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Dual-Soul Body?»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye paused in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sounded similar to Xu Qinghuan’s special constitution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng continued, «Elder Jiang, the Dual-Soul Body is profoundly mysterious—it usually appears only among twins, their hearts in perfect sync, even sharing their five senses. When fighting together, they hold every advantage.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«So the two Senior Sisters are practically inseparable.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«I see.» Jiang Ye nodded thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder, when he was cultivating water qi in the cold spring, he’d heard one of them say—«I’m in pain, you feel it too.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their five senses were indeed shared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was truly impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t simply one plus one equals two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside them, Chen Lili suddenly realized something, her face lighting up with excitement as she whispered, «Hey, if their five senses are shared, then when one of the Senior Sisters marries and... consummates with her husband...»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«The other Senior Sister would effectively...»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since yesterday, after seeing Feng Gang’s arm destroyed by Jiang Ye, Chen Lili had felt as if a great burden had been lifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had reverted to her old mischievous self, speaking with even bolder daring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now her eyes sparkled, voice hushed, brimming with gossipy delight—as if she’d uncovered some earth-shattering secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zheng Feng froze, momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when he finally grasped what Chen Lili implied did he nearly spit out his tea, choking violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zheng Feng was stunned for a moment, nearly unable to process it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of brutal words are these?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never imagined that Chen Lili, who looked so gentle and demure, was secretly like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng suddenly feared what his sister might become if she grew close to Chen Lili.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced sideways at Jiang Ye’s calm face, and breathed a quiet sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good—he admired Jiang Ye most, and like himself, Jiang Ye was a true gentleman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Jiang Ye’s aged face had flushed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just now actually considered Chen Lili’s question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«By now, the cultivators from the other peaks should be arriving soon.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang feigned not hearing their hushed whispers, cleared his throat, and smoothly shifted the topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted the teapot and refilled everyone’s cups; the tea was clear, swirling gently in the porcelain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group followed his lead, chatting idly about sect matters, enjoying the pleasant atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, a flurry of footsteps echoed up the mountain path, accompanied by impatient shouts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Hurry up! Can’t even walk properly—what kind of ruins are you looking for?»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Three extra hours of training for everyone—no one’s getting out of it!»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Golden Core Elders from Jincheng Peak arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They ascended the path one after the other, clad in white robes edged with gold, tall and straight, radiating a sharp, swordlike aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one in front had a square face, thick eyebrows like blades, and piercing triangular eyes brimming with unmasked ferocity; his steps thundered with power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one behind was slightly shorter but more compact, his gaze hawklike, scanning the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them trailed several inner-disciples, all with grim faces, heads bowed, daring not to breathe loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two of them bore visible injuries—clearly they’d been beaten along the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Jincheng Peak’s people still act the same way.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng whispered, voice laced with disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Jincheng Peak produced a conceited disciple like Jin Hai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clearly a family tradition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two elders were unmistakably difficult to deal with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the two Jincheng Peak elders approached, they merely glanced at the group, too indifferent to even greet them, then sat on a nearby rock and closed their eyes to meditate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples behind them fell utterly silent, shrinking far away, barely daring to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang paid them no mind, continuing to sip his tea slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After another cup of tea passed, footsteps returned on the path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the steps were steady and heavy, unhurried, like the earth breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Elders from Houtu Peak had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one leading was Elder Zhao, broad-shouldered, square-faced, clad in black robes, his aura as solid and unmoving as a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each step he took carried an unshakable weight, as if fused with the ground beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him walked another middle-aged man in black robes, stocky and with a simple, kind face; his steps were even more grounded than Zhao’s, each one pressing firmly into the earth as if imprinting it into stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither carried disciples, yet they radiated an oppressive force as if bearing the weight of ten thousand tons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Elder Zhao and Elder Qian of Houtu Peak are both famed for their steadiness,» Zheng Feng whispered to Jiang Ye. «Elder Qian rarely shows his strength, but his cultivation is no less than Zhao’s.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two elders approached and bowed respectfully to the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Zhao’s voice was deep as a bell: «All of you, Zhao has arrived late.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Qian followed with a bow, offering a simple, earnest smile without speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang rose to greet them, waving cheerfully, «Not late at all—we arrived too early.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Qian also bowed his fist and gave a simple smile, saying nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang rose to greet them, smiling and waving his hand: “Not late at all—we arrived a bit too early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Zhao nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, lingering a moment longer on Jiang Ye, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes—but he asked nothing further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Qian merely chuckled dumbly and followed Elder Zhao to find a seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had they sat than a faint fragrance of herbs and trees drifted up from the other end of the mountain path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two elders of Qingmu Peak had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leading them was an elderly man with white hair, clad in a green-blue robe, his face lean, his entire being radiating lush vitality like a walking ancient tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked with calm ease, neither hurried nor slow, each step exuding a tranquil detachment from the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him walked a middle-aged woman, also dressed in green robes, her face delicate and her demeanor gentle, yet with a sharp competence in her brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had it not been for the weariness in her eyes—a depth forged by witnessing the passage of time—she might have passed for a woman in her thirties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her aura was slightly weaker than Elder Sun’s, yet equally pure and enduring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both had come alone, without disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These are Elder Sun and Elder Li of Qingmu Peak,” Zheng Feng continued. “Elder Sun’s medical skill is among the finest in the entire Tianqing Sect; Elder Li excels in cultivating spiritual plants—many of the rare herbs in the Alchemy Hall come from her hands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two elders stepped forward; Elder Sun smiled warmly and bowed to the group. “This old man’s legs are slow—I’ve kept you waiting too long.” His voice was gentle, like a spring breeze brushing the face, bringing comfort to all who heard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Li followed with a respectful bow, offering a faint smile; her gaze swept over the group and lingered a moment longer on Jiang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang chuckled. “Elder Sun, you’re too modest—we’ve only just arrived ourselves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, representatives from all peaks had gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang rose and gestured for everyone to gather in a circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The several Golden Core elders clustered together, and the side of the mountain path buzzed with activity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang then specifically introduced Jiang Ye to the elders: “This is Elder Jiang of Tianyangfeng—the very man who single-handedly wiped out Heifeng Zhai  last month.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Elder Zhao’s stoic face finally showed a flicker of emotion; he bowed solemnly to Jiang Ye. “Elder Jiang, your feat earns my deepest respect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Qian also bowed dumbly, his eyes now holding greater reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Sun nodded vigorously, beaming at Jiang Ye. “Elder Jiang, you’ve truly made us old men proud.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Li gave a slight nod, her gaze lingering on Jiang Ye a moment longer, a hint of surprise in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the two elders from Jincheng Peak, usually cold-faced, turned their heads slightly, studying Jiang Ye with unmistakable astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s expression remained unchanged; he returned each bow with quiet humility. “Your praise is excessive—I merely had luck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders’ expressions varied at his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang cleared his throat and steered the conversation back to business. “Since everyone is here, let’s discuss our next steps.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All looked out at the endless expanse of Tai’an Mountain and reached a unanimous decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To search this vast wilderness for relics of the fallen dynasty, they would have to wait until the outer disciples arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the meantime, they would scout the surrounding areas for any traces of the Seven Kill Cult’s demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, three days had gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, the outer disciples arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So there are this many outer disciples...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye glanced at the dense crowd below the mountain, and his aged eyes flickered with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just at a glance, there were at least a thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One could only say—this was the true depth of the Tianqing Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha, I hope I’m not late!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a crisp laugh, a graceful figure descended the mountain path like a gentle breeze, smiling cheerfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was none other than the outer sect elder, Hua Qingshui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Greetings, Elder Hua.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him, the several Golden Core elders all bowed respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye had not expected this outer sect elder to command such respect; a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, and he too gave a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, I was just trying to take a nap, but the Sect Master caught me—what can you do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Qingshui shook his head helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Hua, we’ve been waiting for you to take charge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang spoke with solemn respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then once the disciples below have all climbed up, I’ll say a few words.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Qingshui chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng stepped cautiously up to Hua Qingshui, his face grim. “Elder Hua, your two daughters took my sister away several days ago and haven’t returned—please, do something about them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha, those two girls are up to their old tricks again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Qingshui burst into laughter. “No worries, young Zheng—I’ll give them a scolding when the time comes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng’s expression grew even more pained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was as good as saying nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Jiang Ye froze slightly, his aged eyes widening in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t realized those two elite disciples from Xuanshui Peak were Hua Qingshui’s daughters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by Hua Qingshui’s age, he was older than Jiang Ye himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At such an age, yet his two daughters were so young...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye shook his head in silent disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his eyes suddenly narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liu Yiyi? How did she get here...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had spotted the cold, ice-lotus-like girl among the throng below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Liu Yiyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a secluded peak,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems your allies are quite unreliable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure in black robes, face obscured, gazed down at the dense crowd below, his voice hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, an old man with a scar across his face like a centipede trembled as he knelt on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>",2314,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","81388621da95d410f536097353f4dc14ab24265c1766a9ad93bd54a7555f6dbf","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-102","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-100",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]