[{"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-107":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},2312599,4520,"Chapter 107: Jiang Ye","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-107",107,"\u003Cp>You refused a chance to live, then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Liu Yiyi and Wang Siyi turn and flee, Gu Yang’s smile slowly faded, replaced by a cold sneer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward at a leisurely pace, chasing after them, each footfall making the ground tremble slightly, like a predator playing with its prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Elder! You’re incredible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui covered her mouth in shock, her dark eyes brimming with admiration: “My brother chopped at it dozens of times and couldn’t split it open—you smashed its head with one punch!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zheng Feng’s face flushed slightly with embarrassment; he cleared his throat but said nothing in defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, his gaze toward Jiang Ye grew even more respectful: “So Jiang Elder specializes in fist techniques! You’ve truly broadened our horizons!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Jiang Ye dealt with Feng Gang earlier, he hadn’t even used a technique—just manifesting his true qi had severed Feng Gang’s arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, seeing Jiang Ye’s brutal, forceful fist techniques, Zheng Feng felt even more deeply that this Jiang Elder was utterly inscrutable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Elder, why isn’t this corpse ghost attacking us? Do they naturally avoid humans?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye stared at the headless corpse ghost and asked Zheng Feng, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng shook his head slightly: “That doesn’t make sense. Ancient texts describe corpse ghosts as bloodthirsty, extremely sensitive to the scent of the living—almost always killing on sight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for why this one hasn’t moved... I don’t understand the reason...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the headless corpse for a moment, equally baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I sense that whoever created this corpse ghost probably wasn’t a good person.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng sighed, frowning deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui flared her nostrils, her eyes suddenly brightening with excitement: “I smell something cold and icy—it must be an ice-elemental spiritual herb!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Jiang Ye and Zheng Feng forgot about the corpse ghost’s anomaly and asked at once: “Which direction?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Over there!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui pointed toward a side tunnel on the opposite side of the cave—a path entirely opposite to the one they’d come from, deep and unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Jiang Ye and Zheng Feng moved instantly, with Zheng Hui protected between them; three figures swiftly vanished into the side tunnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad news, Sister Yiyi! That big fool is catching up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Siyi glanced back and saw Gu Yang drawing nearer, each stride covering two or three times the distance of a normal man’s; his once-simple face now wore a mocking sneer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Siyi’s heart pounded as if trying to leap from her throat; her legs trembled, yet she ran with all her strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yiyi didn’t look back—she fixed her gaze ahead, a resolve slowly hardening on her cold, beautiful face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew clearly: with their both being Dark Force cultivators, escaping Gu Yang was nearly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His strength even surpassed her father, Liu Qingshi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang Shimei, run separately from me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yiyi took a deep breath, her voice cool and firm: “His target is me—the one holding the snow lotus. Run that way—he won’t chase you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! Sister Yiyi, I’ll fight beside you to the end!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Siyi shook her head firmly, her youthful face set with stubbornness, her beautiful eyes flashing with equal resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a large group of disciples appeared ahead at the fork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some from Tianqing Sect, others from Hanjian Sect—they were arguing over something, chaotic and noisy, none noticing the situation here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Siyi’s sharp eyes spotted Chen Lili among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That tall, graceful figure stood out sharply in the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She screamed at the top of her lungs, voice thick with desperate hope:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Chen! Save us! This big fool wants to kill us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili turned at the cry—and her face instantly paled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Liu Yiyi’s appearance and aura were so striking, Chen Lili remembered her clearly—and by extension, the ever-present Wang Siyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw the snow lotus in Liu Yiyi’s hand, and Gu Yang hot on their heels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sharp mind instantly understood what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Hanjian Sect disciple was trying to steal the treasure and kill them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Scum! Stop right there!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili drew a deep breath and roared, charging toward Gu Yang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d seen this Hanjian Sect disciple’s strength—he was far above her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jiang Elder had entrusted all these outer disciples to her before leaving; she couldn’t stand idly by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, as fellow Tianqing Sect disciples, how could she watch her own sect members slaughtered?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what, she had to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili’s strength neared the late Dark Force realm; her internal force erupted, her body swift and agile as a furious she-leopard charging at Gu Yang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seeking death!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Chen Lili’s furious charge, Gu Yang sneered with a cruel grin and swung his fist out violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili dodged nimbly to the side, then struck hard at his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her punch was fast and brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Gu Yang didn’t dodge or evade—he smirked with contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted his neck, letting his muscular shoulder take the full force of her blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili felt as if she’d punched solid bronze—pain shot through her fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang grunted, absorbing the blow without moving an inch; as Chen Lili’s momentum faded and her next strike hadn’t formed, he spun and slammed a fist straight into her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili’s heart froze; she barely raised her left arm to block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp snap of bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her left wrist shattered instantly; a crushing force surged through her arm, shaking her entire body, churning her internal organs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was thrown back five or six meters, stumbling, face as white as paper, nearly collapsing to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that brief moment, Liu Yiyi and Wang Siyi had run farther ahead—but to Gu Yang, it was still just a few steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can’t escape! No one can save you today!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang’s once-simple face now twisted with savagery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew a deep breath, gathering all his force into his legs, then exploded forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, stirring up a gust of wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, he stood behind them—his towering figure loomed like a moving mountain, casting a shadow that swallowed them whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Yiyi, run...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Siyi, nearly paralyzed with fear, gritted her teeth, spun around, and launched every ounce of her strength into a punch aimed at Gu Yang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That punch carried all her courage and despair—yet it was like a moth flying into flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fool!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang casually swung his fist to meet hers—not even using full power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two fists collided; Wang Siyi’s slender arm couldn’t withstand such force—she flew backward like a kite with severed string.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her delicate body slammed into the ground, rolled twice, blood trickling from her lips; she tried to rise but her limbs were limp, collapsing helplessly onto the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang Shimei!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yiyi’s cold eyes narrowed sharply; rare fury darkened her brow; her fingers clenched white, knuckles cracking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a look of desperate, sacrificial courage spread across her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Gu Yang’s savage gaze, Liu Yiyi unhesitatingly opened her mouth and swallowed the snow lotus whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dare!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang’s eyes bulged, his savage expression twisting into pure, uncontrollable rage, veins throbbing violently on his temples like a mad beast: “I’ll cut open your belly and still retrieve the snow lotus!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yiyi swallowed the snow lotus, her cold eyes showing no fear—only a bitter smile: “Then try.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Worthless bitch! I’ll flay you alive!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enraged beyond reason, Gu Yang raised his fist to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A killing intent, utterly yin and icy, descended like a glacial river pouring from the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That killing aura was freezing, brutal, as if countless tormented souls wailed at their ears, as if ten thousand cavalry thundered across mountains of corpses and seas of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang’s body hair stood on end; his half-swinging fist froze mid-air—he was as if petrified by a spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned instinctively to look back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right into a pair of ancient, merciless eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment, everyone present felt the temperature in the cave suddenly spike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scorching aura, like an invisible tide, surged from the owner of those ancient eyes, sweeping away all the cave’s cold dampness.\u003C\u002Fp>",1371,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5aa26c83ac3f4d104b57f7b872454b9ef63da45d343d7eeee82373fb6893dff1","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-108","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-106",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]