[{"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-108":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},2312600,4520,"Chapter 108: Tear Gu Yang Alive! The Hidden Purple-Robed Figure!","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-108",108,"\u003Cp>\"Damn... it's a Pill-Condensation cultivator!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang’s heart jolted violently, an unprecedented chill surging from his soles straight to the crown of his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the scorching aura radiating from this white-haired elder, which instantly extinguished the vicious rage on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he had no time to forcibly seize the spiritual herb Liu Yiyi had swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instinctively tried to flee, but the icy killing intent enveloped him, freezing him in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiang... Jiang Elder...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yiyi, who had prepared herself for death, stared in daze at the suddenly appearing Jiang Elder, her cold, beautiful eyes glazed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her frosty, ethereal face was now filled with disbelief, as if she couldn’t trust her own eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unconsciously, her mind flashed back to that night, when the white-haired elder had descended like a divine weapon at the moment she and Su Yan were in greatest peril.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That decisive punch that had blasted Zhang Xu flying, that upright silhouette beneath the moonlight...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though this Jiang Elder looked nothing like the old man from that night, their figures strangely began to merge in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As her thoughts drifted, Wang Siyi’s pained gasps jolted her back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a deep breath, suppressing the turbulent emotions churning inside, and hurried to Wang Siyi’s side, gently lifting her up and pulling a healing elixir from her bosom to feed it to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank goodness, Jiang Elder has arrived...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili, whose wrist was broken, had been barely holding on, struggling to chase after them; now seeing Jiang Ye’s figure, her heart instantly steadied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The taut string snapped—she collapsed onto the ground, gasping heavily, sweat finally streaming freely down her forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng and Zheng Hui, who arrived shortly after, saw Chen Lili’s injuries and both paled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Sister Chen! How did you get this hurt?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui rushed to Chen Lili’s side, her youthful face filled with anguish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She frantically pulled a pale blue medicinal herb from her bosom and held it to Chen Lili’s lips, her voice urgent:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Sister, this is the herb I found in the mountains two days ago—it’s excellent for healing, please eat it quickly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili, from the Chen family that dealt exclusively in medicinal herbs, recognized it instantly as Cold Star Herb—extremely valuable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to refuse, but seeing Zheng Hui’s sincere worry, her heart warmed slightly, and she took the herb, placing it in her mouth, whispering: \"Thank you, Junior Sister Zheng.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the herb entered her belly, a cool energy slowly spread, easing the agony in her wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seizing the moment, she briefly recounted what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Liu Yiyi being hunted, to her own intervention, to Gu Yang’s brutality and ruthlessness...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That idiot brute is done for! Don’t worry, Senior Sister Chen! Jiang Elder and my brother won’t let him off!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui glared furiously at Gu Yang not far away, her dark eyes blazing with fury, her small fists clenched tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her eyes, Chen Lili had already become a good friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng also stared coldly at Gu Yang, his eyes flickering with killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To steal treasures and kill right under their noses—how could they let him live!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere inside the cave froze abruptly, as silent as the calm before a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hanjian Sect disciples who had been bickering with the Tianqing Sect members, sensing the danger, scrambled to flee down the side tunnels, shouting in panic: \"Senior Brother Gu Yang is finished!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who dares hurt my Hanjian Sect disciple?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous roar exploded like lightning, and a figure radiating sharp energy surged from the side tunnel, charging forward with murderous intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The newcomer was the fat elder who had once clashed with Elder Jin Chen—Zhou Feng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elder Zhou! Save me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him, Gu Yang’s terrified face lit up instantly, like a drowning man grasping his last floating log.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He screamed for help, pouring all his strength into his legs, pushing off hard to flee toward Zhou Feng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Feng’s arrival gave him a sliver of hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not now, when?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A withered hand shot out like wind and lightning, gripping his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did I say you could leave?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye smiled coldly, his five fingers tightening slightly, lifting Gu Yang’s massive, ox-like body clean off the ground, suspending him in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That withered arm remained utterly still, as if holding not a near-two-hundred-pound man, but a chicken about to be slaughtered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old bastard! Let go of me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang roared in terror, swinging his fist backward with all his might toward Jiang Ye’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even rabbits bite when cornered—how much more so him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist, as large as a mortar, whipped through the air with a howling force capable of shattering stone and splitting rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing this crushing blow, Jiang Ye didn’t dodge or retreat, didn’t even stir his true qi—he took the strike directly on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A metallic clang echoed through the cave, like a hammer striking a bronze cauldron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang felt his fist go slightly numb, then stared in horror at Jiang Ye, unharmed, his voice trembling: \"You... you’ve cultivated hard-body art too...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His greatest strength had always been this hard-body art he’d trained since childhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In battle, he loved seeing his opponents’ shocked faces after their attacks failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he never imagined he’d be the one left stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This old man hadn’t just cultivated hard-body art—he’d surpassed him in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath that withered frame lay a body even more unbreakable than his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye ignored his shock, his voice as cold as ice: \"You just said you were going to carve her open, didn’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused slightly, his aged eyes growing colder: \"So, if I tear you apart alive, isn’t that perfectly reasonable?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang’s face froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could tell—this old man wasn’t joking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An indescribable terror engulfed his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!! Elder Zhou, save me!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang thrashed wildly, kicking his legs, clawing desperately at the hand gripping his throat, screaming shrilly like a pig being slaughtered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that withered hand clamped down like steel tongs—no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t budge it an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Filthy dog! Stop! He’s my Hanjian Sect’s true disciple! If you harm him, it’s war to the death with our Hanjian Sect!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fat elder, bursting from the side tunnel, roared like thunder, his voice shaking dust from the cave walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gathered golden true qi, sharp energy radiating outward, preparing to strike Jiang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Hanjian Sect disciple attacked first, and now you’re blustering? Let me deal with you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng, prepared all along, raised his hand and summoned a Flame Blade—crimson true qi coalescing into a blazing blade, meeting the attack head-on without yielding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you trying to spark a war between our sects?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Feng, blocked by Zheng Feng, roared again, voice filled with rage and desperation—but he couldn’t break through Zheng Feng’s defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Jiang Ye ignored his shouts entirely, raising his fist and slamming it hard into Gu Yang’s spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dull, heavy crash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang let out a cry of pain, blood trickling from his lips, his body convulsing violently as if struck by lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad. You’ve trained hard-body art well—you can take a beating.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye sneered coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d deliberately held back his true qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As another hard-body cultivator, he knew hard-body art strengthened skin, muscle, and bone—but never the internal organs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He intended to shatter Gu Yang’s internal organs with pure force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then could he slightly quell his fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the agony, Gu Yang instantly realized Jiang Ye’s intent—his face twisted with even greater terror, and he begged: \"I’m sorry! Please spare me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second punch landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang spat another mouthful of blood; his plea was cut off, leaving only muffled whimpers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third punch landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh... huh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang spat froth mixed with fragments of internal organs, his eyes growing dim, breathing raggedly like a broken bellows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fourth punch landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang’s consciousness blurred, his head lolling limply, his body twitching only by instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fifth punch landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang’s eyeballs were violently shaken out, rolling bloody onto the ground, their hollow sockets staring up at the cave ceiling—horrifying to behold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this sight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>every disciple of the Cold Sword Sect felt a chill run through their bodies, their hearts trembling; some legs buckled, others turned away, unable to watch further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Feng, blocked by Zheng Feng, stared with bulging eyes and roared: “I will never let you live!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang... Jiang Elder...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the disciples of the Tianqing Sect were stunned into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one had expected that this Jiang Elder, who always seemed kind and gentle, would strike with such brutality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sixth punch landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black-red blood poured from all seven orifices of Gu Yang; his body hung limp like rotten mud from Jiang Ye’s hand, his life force utterly extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cave fell into deathly silence, broken only by the heavy breathing of the onlookers and Zhou Feng’s furious, helpless gasps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye lifted Gu Yang’s corpse and, before the nearly stunned gazes of all present, coldly declared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anyone who dares harm a disciple of the Tianqing Sect meets this fate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his words ended,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Yang’s corpse was ripped apart by a blinding crimson-gold true qi, bursting into flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dare!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Feng’s eyes, bulging with rage, were streaked with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye casually tossed the mangled remains of Gu Yang onto the ground and sneered: “Next is you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in the shadow of the forked path,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fascinating,” murmured a purple figure, then slipped away silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A purple figure whispered softly, then slipped away silently.\u003C\u002Fp>",1624,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8c5e84260b08fc49779b09ba6a4e879baa6015e2e4c7aa33e2ec839b6cc62bdc","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-109","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-107",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]