[{"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-236":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},2312728,4520,"Chapter 236","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-236",236,"\u003Cp>Liu Qingyu was momentarily speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Tianqing Sect to this upper sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although this Elder Jiang occasionally makes daring moves beyond ordinary understanding, he has never once disappointed anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time’s opponent is no ordinary foe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three sects stationed here are all led by Primordial Martialists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To snatch primordial qi from under three Primordial Martialists...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The difficulty rivals snatching food from a tiger’s jaws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply couldn’t fathom where Jiang Ye got such confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet seeing his calm, composed demeanor, the anxiety and pressure she’d carried for days quietly melted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Elder Jiang possessed an indescribable aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can never tell how many cards he still holds, yet precisely because of that, you inexplicably find yourself willing to trust him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the pot of clear tea was empty, Liu Qingyu rose to take her leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the sky had grown dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lone man and a lone woman together—bad for reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her footsteps as she left were lighter than when she arrived, tapping the mountain ground like a mountain stream flowing, crisp and pleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s lips curled into a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye tidied the tea set, then walked slowly to the center of the courtyard, unwrapped the cloth, and gripped the entirely dark tungsten iron staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The staff felt cool, its heavy weight pressing into his palm, yet it drew a slow, satisfied curve to his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally, I can cultivate this peerless staff art.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had waited for this moment for many days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the very first day he saw the spirit monkey’s staff posture in the diagram, this staff had already been swung countless times in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight’s moonlight was perfect—ideal for practicing staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out the copied manuscript of the “Spirit Monkey Shakes Heaven Staff” and turned to the first diagram.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the moonlight, the spirit monkey on the paper, staff raised to strike, its stone-carved monkey eyes seemed to come alive, grinning at him through the thin paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye took a deep breath, etched the spirit monkey’s posture into his mind, and stood firm with the staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The staff is called the ancestor of all weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swords have dual edges and risk injuring oneself; knives follow eccentric paths and struggle to balance offense and defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the staff appears the most plain and unadorned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in truth, it unites attack and defense, blends hardness and softness, and channels a martialist’s full strength without reserve into the staff’s tip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this “Spirit Monkey Shakes Heaven Staff” pushes the staff’s essence to its utmost extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It combines the nimble unpredictability of a spirit snake with the heavy, dominant force of a spirit ox—each strike fuses two utterly distinct martial wills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He followed the scripture’s cultivation method to circulate true qi and began practicing the most basic staff techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slash! Sweep! Thrust! Lift! Crash! Twist! Block! Spin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These most fundamental staff moves, in his hands, came effortlessly, naturally perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though this was his first time holding a staff, every motion carried the seasoned mastery of decades of practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tungsten iron staff carved dark arcs through the night air, each swing producing muffled sonic booms—the sound of air being shattered by the staff’s passage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he practiced, Jiang Ye gradually entered a profoundly mysterious state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courtyard, the herb fields, the ancient pines, the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All external things slowly faded from his perception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The universe seemed to contain only him and the increasingly clear spirit monkey in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clearly “saw” the spirit monkey’s posture in the diagram—staff raised, descending from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a slash, not a smash—but a “fall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a boulder tumbling from a mountain, like thunder striking the crown—seemingly ordinary, yet containing an ineffable, mystical trajectory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this technique, “Heaven-Striking Staff,” the staff’s momentum fused the fierce power of a slash with the shockwave of a crash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that’s how it is...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of sudden insight pierced Jiang Ye’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Body followed heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His posture shifted abruptly under the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No longer an old man in gray robes practicing staff—he became a wild, untamed spirit monkey leaping upward, both hands gripping the staff high above his head, his entire body merging with the eight-foot tungsten iron staff as he slammed it down toward the empty air before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the tungsten iron staff struck the green stone ground, the terrifying force within it exploded like a flood finding its outlet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pit over a zhang wide was instantly shattered at the courtyard’s center; stones flew like torrential rain, and spiderweb cracks erupted outward from the impact point in every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, a visible shockwave spread from the center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground trembled as if struck by an invisible giant hammer; the entire courtyard within hundreds of meters shuddered slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Yueyao, closest of all, was meditating in her room and jolted awake by the sudden tremor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on? An earthquake...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s beautiful eyes widened in shock; she forgot to put on her shoes and rushed to the courtyard gate to peek out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What met her eyes was still the same green mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Strange—was it just my imagination?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl blinked in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha!!!!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye gripped the tungsten iron staff, stared at the massive pit he’d shattered, and threw back his head in a joyous roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spirit Monkey Shakes Heaven Staff”—entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only that—he had also comprehended the staff momentum hidden within “Heaven-Striking Staff.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the terrifying power of extraordinary insight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in this upper sect, where geniuses abound, most disciples train their entire lives without ever touching the threshold of a peerless martial art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down at the still-smoking pit on the ground, his eyes filled with genuine awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder it’s a peerless martial art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this strike landed on a person, let alone a Gangqijing  martialist of the same realm—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a Primordial Martialist, if careless, could be shattered bone by bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye grew more eager with each practice, the tungsten iron staff whistling fiercely in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slash—fierce as a mountain collapsing; sweep—sharp as autumn wind; thrust—precise as a snake’s tongue; spin—truth and illusion indistinguishable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only past midnight did Jiang Ye finally sheathe the tungsten iron staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fine sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead—rare for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he felt no fatigue; instead, his blood and qi flowed smoothly, and a wave of heated energy rose within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced down, a knowing smile curling at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that I’ve grasped this staff momentum, the applications are endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not just about this tungsten iron staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The fire in me is burning hot right now—I’ll go find that girl and give her another lesson in staff technique.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s mind instantly flashed to Xu Qinghuan’s alluring face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That girl’s gotten bold lately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She dares to sneak into my quarters at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s time to give her a proper stick-and-baton education.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let her learn the consequences of sneaking up on this old man.\u003C\u002Fp>",1164,"2026-06-20T12:57:28.689Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ab2e2e9ad677bdf90268a641123a25f2891518f9d78b4715185930c07bf7084e","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-237","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-235",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]