[{"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-104":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},2312596,4520,"Chapter 104: Found the Former Dynasty Ruins! Is That Yang Han","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-104",104,"\u003Cp>“Jiang Elder, let’s go lend a hand!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng gazed at the distant stalemate; the Tianqing Sect disciples were clearly falling behind, scattered by the brute-force disciples charging through their lines, and a sharp glint flashed across his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had always disliked the conduct of those two elders from Jincheng Peak, before an external enemy, they were still of the same Tianqing Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye gave a slight nod, turning to Chen Lili behind him: “Chen girl, you take charge of these outer-disciple recruits. I’ll go ahead with Zheng Zhuanzhuan—hold the line, don’t rush forward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Jiang Elder!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili replied solemnly, her eyes filled with both tension and eager excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“ Xiao Hui, stay behind the others and don’t enter the fight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng whispered to his sister, his tone firm and unyielding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… then all my strength goes to waste…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui widened her dark eyes, ready to argue—then caught her brother’s stern glance and swallowed her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pouted and muttered under her breath: “Fine… almost forgot I’m non-combatant…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her words faded, Jiang Ye and Zheng Feng both activated their true qi, channeling it into their leg meridians.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures instantly became blurs, streaking toward the battle with astonishing speed, leaving only faint trails of dust behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad! Tianqing Sect reinforcements are coming!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two more Golden Core cultivators!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Hanjian Sect elders—one fat, one thin—who had been dueling the Jincheng Peak elders now both paled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both radiated sharp golden true qi, evenly matched against Jincheng Peak’s fighters—but now with two fresh reinforcements arriving, the balance shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged a glance, their expressions darkening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hán Xīn Jiàn!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a roar, golden true qi surged from their bodies, coalescing above their heads into two golden swords, each over a zhang long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blades solidified like real steel, edges gleaming with icy light; the surrounding air froze, misting with fine white vapor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chill was piercing, intertwined with the sharpness of true qi, creating an uncanny, unnatural aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, they slashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two golden swords screamed through the air, lancing toward the two Jincheng Peak elders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wanna die, huh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bushy-browed Jincheng Peak elder sneered, advancing instead of retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reinforcements are here—hold them off!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other lean elder roared in unison; both unleashed golden true qi, forming a massive shield before them, its surface etched with golden patterns, as solid as a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had seen Zheng Feng and Jiang Ye rushing in—and their hearts steadied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need to fight to the death; just hold them for a moment, and victory would be theirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*CLANG—!!!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the golden swords struck the shield, a deafening metallic crash exploded through the mountains, making nearby disciples’ eardrums ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent surge of energy erupted from the impact, hurling shattered rocks and dead leaves into the air, thickening the dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Hanjian Sect elders used the recoil to leap backward, shouting: “All Hanjian disciples—fall back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At once, the Hanjian disciples withdrew in perfect order, swift and precise—clearly well-trained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially that burly disciple who practiced brute-force arts—muscular, seemingly dim-witted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, he was sharp as a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he spotted Tianqing’s reinforcements, he’d been retreating even while fighting, shouting loudly but never stopping his steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, hearing the elders’ order, he bolted faster than anyone—*whoosh!*—slipping behind the two elders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Think you can run now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too late!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Jincheng Peak elders sneered, stepping forward, true qi gathering in their palms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you want to die, come on then!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Hanjian elders simultaneously pulled out a crystal-clear pearl from their robes—about the size of a dragon’s eye, pure white, radiating a chilling aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment it appeared, the temperature dropped several degrees; everyone shivered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cold Jade Pearl?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Jincheng Peak elders paled, halting instantly, their eyes filled with deep wariness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye and Zheng Feng arrived at the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng swept his gaze over the scene, understanding it at a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned slightly and whispered to Jiang Ye:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Elder, those are Hanjian Sect’s specialty—Cold Jade Pearls.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One detonated releases power equivalent to a Golden Core cultivator’s full true qi strike.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his expression growing graver:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Worse still, after detonation, they emit a chilling aura—even Golden Core cultivators can get hurt if unprepared.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if we can withstand it, our outer-disciple recruits behind us will likely suffer casualties.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye nodded slowly, thoughtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder the Jincheng Peak elders looked so hesitant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze slipped past the crowd, subtly landing on the burly disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy was crouched behind the two elders, eyes darting, panting as he observed the situation—his face showed no fear at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d seen clearly: the moment the boy noticed Jiang Ye and Zheng Feng approaching, he’d turned and fled without a word, faster than anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such sharp instincts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm. This boy cannot be allowed to live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye withdrew his gaze and turned to Zheng Feng, asking softly: “Zheng Zhuanzhuan, if Hanjian Sect can produce Cold Jade Pearls, aren’t they invincible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng shook his head slightly: “Jiang Elder, Cold Jade Pearls are extremely rare—even rarer than our Tianqing Sect’s Tianqing Spirit Liquid. The ones they’ve managed to gather are even fewer; otherwise, they wouldn’t have held onto them this long without using them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye gave a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Tianqing Sect people only know how to overwhelm with numbers, don’t you?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Hanjian Sect elders, watching Jiang Ye and Zheng Feng arrive, flickered with wariness before shouting sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye smiled but said nothing, standing still, his ancient eyes calm as still water, betraying no emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng sneered, retorting without mercy: “Martial sect disputes? Don’t talk about ‘overwhelming with numbers’—it only makes you look foolish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you’re trying to provoke a deadly war between Tianqing Sect and Hanjian Sect?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fat Hanjian elder’s voice rose shrilly, veins bulging on his forehead—he was losing patience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You invaded Tianqing Sect’s territory—that’s asking for death! Killing you is perfectly justified!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jincheng Peak elder replied without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What invasion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lean Hanjian elder spoke coldly: “Taishan Mountain lies on the border between two prefectures—it’s unclaimed territory! Why can you Tianqing Sect come, but we Hanjian Sect cannot?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his words faded, several more whistling sounds pierced the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elders from other peaks arrived in turn, silently surrounding the Hanjian Sect members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tianqing Sect sent out so many people…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Hanjian elders turned ashen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples behind them grew pale with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone realized: under the encirclement of so many Golden Core cultivators,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even the threat of Cold Jade Pearls wouldn’t save them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet no one moved yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were waiting for Hua Qingshui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If killing these Hanjian members triggered a full-scale war between the two sects,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>none of them could bear the responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, a figure drifted forward as lightly and unhurriedly as a breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Qingshui still wore his cheerful smile, his silver hair fluttering gently in the wind, his aura calm and tranquil, like an old man strolling through the hills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hanjian Sect members’ hearts tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knew the person who would decide their fate had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fat Hanjian elder, clearly having met the veteran Hua Qingshui before, forced a stiff smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Hua, we heard rumors of Yao people from the Seven Kill Cult lurking near Taishan Mountain…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eliminating demonic cults is everyone’s duty… so we came with our disciples…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But we never expected your sect to surround us the moment we arrived—this will spread poorly, won’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Qingshui smiled faintly, his expression unreadable: “Oh? Is that so?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced toward the distance, adding cheerfully: “You brought quite a few people too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, six more Cultivation Base practitioners clad in Hanjian Sect robes sped toward them from afar, their true qi churning violently, radiating fierce momentum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them came a vast horde of Hanjian Sect disciples dressed in tight-fitting attire, dark and dense as a storm cloud—no fewer than a thousand in number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’ve finally arrived.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Hanjian Sect Elders immediately exhaled in relief, their tense shoulders finally relaxing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples behind them also felt the weight lift; some even secretly wiped sweat from their brows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for Jiang Ye, the expressions of the Tianqing Sect’s Elders all shifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hanjian Sect had secretly sent so many Cultivation Base practitioners—and with their Cold Jade Pearls in hand, they no longer held absolute superiority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The six arriving Cultivation Base practitioners swiftly joined the two already present, facing off against the Tianqing Sect group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere crackled with tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Qingshui still wore his cheerful smile, as if utterly oblivious to the mounting tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at those beside him and asked softly, “Have you found any leads these past days?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye and the others all shook their heads slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then so be it...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Qingshui smiled warmly at the Hanjian Sect group, his voice neither loud nor soft, yet crystal clear to every ear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you’ve come here to slay the demonic sect’s heretics, I’ll believe you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s search together—more hands, more strength.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, the Hanjian Sect members exchanged bewildered glances, momentarily at a loss for how to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tianqing Sect’s Cultivation Base practitioners looked equally confused; even the usually composed Xie Tang grew impatient, lowering his voice to say, “Master Hua, why must we...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hua Qingshui smiled faintly, waving a dismissive hand with quiet confidence, cutting him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—if we truly find a hidden treasure, I won’t let these Hanjian Sect people lay a finger on it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice drifted like a gentle breeze, calm and unhurried, yet carrying an unshakable assurance that strangely calmed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right now, the most important thing is...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Find the former dynasty’s ruins!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, all present paused in surprise, then fell silent—no one objected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Tang still felt puzzled, but he no longer pressed further, only nodding silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where does this old man get such confidence...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye cast a subtle glance at Hua Qingshui, a flicker of surprise passing through his aged eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, the Hanjian Sect’s Cultivation Base practitioners gathered in a huddle, whispering for a long while—frowning, shaking their heads—until finally seeming to reach an agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fat Elder stepped forward, bowing to Hua Qingshui with a formal salute, his voice strained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then we’ll follow Master Hua’s words—our two sects shall jointly search for the Qisha Sect’s heretics!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tense atmosphere slowly dissipated, like receding tides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two sects set aside their disputes and began searching together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet to prevent the other side from finding the former dynasty’s ruins first, both secretly dispatched many spies to monitor each other’s movements—cooperating openly, competing covertly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days passed swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this day at noon, the sun blazed overhead; Jiang Ye sat atop the crown of a towering tree, eyes half-closed, breathing slow and deep, cultivating fire qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, Chen Lili led the outer disciples through the forest, their footsteps, murmurs, and rustling leaves weaving into a continuous hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three brilliant flares shot into the sky from afar, exploding against the azure expanse and leaving three vivid red smears that lingered long after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s eyes snapped open, a flicker of hidden shock flashing through his aged gaze, then transforming into uncontrollable elation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three flares—that was the agreed signal for finding the former dynasty’s ruins!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he leapt from the treetop and shouted downward: “Go! We’ve found the ruins!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili and the disciples froze for a moment, then erupted into thunderous cheers; the group surged after Jiang Ye in a flood, racing toward the signal’s source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time they arrived, many others had already gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Elders of Houtu Peak and Qingmu Peak had arrived with their disciples; a large crowd from the Hanjian Sect also thronged the mountainside, dark and chaotic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye listened closely, piecing together the events from the babbling chatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hanjian Sect had been the first to discover the former dynasty’s ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While searching the mountainside, one of their disciples had accidentally brushed aside a curtain of vines, revealing a stone door behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they could celebrate, the Qingmu Peak Elder, who had been watching secretly, caught them red-handed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the three flares had been launched, summoning everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, every eye was fixed on the stone door hidden on the mountainside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door stood about a zhang tall, carved from a single block of blue stone, its surface weathered by time, streaked with moss, dew still clinging to its cracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its surface bore intricate carvings of mythical beasts: a phoenix ready to take flight, a five-clawed golden dragon coiled atop a peak, a qilin striding on clouds, and a celestial crane holding a lingzhi mushroom in its beak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The craftsmanship was exquisite, lifelike—each line flowed with power, as if the divine beasts might leap free at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the door’s edge, a complex pattern of cloud motifs spiraled in overlapping waves, like surging tides—the distinctive style of the former dynasty, ancient and mysterious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undoubtedly, this was the entrance to the former dynasty’s ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What could the hidden treasure be?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye stared at the ancient, mysterious stone door, his eyes half-lidded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a purple figure flashed through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, since arriving at Tai’an Mountain, he had not seen the Yang family’s Young Lady—or any other Yang family member—at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could she be hiding somewhere nearby?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye casually scanned the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>",2252,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3282c670c766627a550c22ecfaa30552c253b8ac68dbe23404c8173a8cee713e","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-105","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-103",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]