[{"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-254":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},2312746,4520,"Chapter 254: The Flower Plucker Targeted Old Jiang (Part 2)","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-254",254,"\u003Cp>On the return journey to the sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s unhurried steps suddenly halted, his brows lifting slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he had seized a strand of Hua Ning’s dual-heart spiritual essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His senses had long surpassed those of ordinary martial artists; even masters of the same realm could hardly hide from his perception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he faintly sensed a gaze clinging to him like a parasitic tick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gaze was cold and sticky, carrying an indescribable malevolence that made him deeply uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood firm, preparing to activate his Fire Eyes to scan the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, a faint, elusive fragrance drifted into his nostrils on the mountain breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent was sweet and rich, like flower perfume, yet also medicinal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he smelled it, Jiang Ye felt his blood and qi surge like ignited gunpowder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scorching heat rose from deep within his dantian, spreading along his meridians to every limb and joint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this a sedative incense?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s pupils contracted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the bright sun and open sky, someone had dared use sedative incense on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be he’d accidentally run into that ‘famous’ Flower Plucker?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That demon’s tastes were truly grotesque—he even wanted to target an old man like him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And his audacity was beyond ordinary recklessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place was mere moments from the sect’s main gate; daring to act under the sect’s very nose explained how he’d roamed freely in Linzhou’s great city for half a year without capture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s lips slowly curled into a chilling smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this truly was that ‘famous’ Flower Plucker,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it was like picking up twenty thousand merit points for free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Jiang Ye’s thoughts shifted sharply, a hazy whisper sounded beside his ear—the voice neither male nor female, sourceless, as if someone had pressed their lips to his earlobe and murmured:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come... come here...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the scenery before him began to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind surfaced a fox whose face was obscured, gesturing to him through a thin veil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fox’s clawtips glowed with an eerie pink radiance; each gesture made Jiang Ye’s blood and qi churn more violently, while his consciousness grew heavier, muffled beneath layer upon layer of gauze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hazy voice echoed again beside his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his body moved against his will, slowly walking toward the fox’s beckoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of dark art is this...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s heart tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his consciousness was being dragged downward by that strange force, he remained largely alert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like being pinned by a ghost—he knew what he was doing, yet couldn’t control his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never encountered such an absurd phenomenon before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he felt no panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skill makes one bold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the foundation of his Five Elements True True Qi and his newly perfected Golden Body, he could stand against even a Primordial martial artist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this hidden sorcerer, using such dark arts to ambush others, was surely no martial master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d see who dared play this trick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye let his body follow the fox’s beckoning in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After roughly half a stick of incense,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his body followed the lure into a dense forest at the foot of the sect’s mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking further for a while,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>beneath a crooked old tree in the forest, a figure in black clothing came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was tall and gaunt, his face unnaturally soft, skin pale as death, lips curled in a sinister smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was gesturing continuously toward Jiang Ye, muttering incantations—his posture identical to the beckoning fox in Jiang Ye’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this the mastermind?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Jiang Ye’s seemingly dazed, unfocused eyes, a cold flash of killing intent slipped through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man’s aura was roughly at the True Qi realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his eyelids, concealing the faint golden gleam in his eyes, allowing his body to be drawn step by step toward the smug, effeminate man beneath the tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Jiang Ye’s body slowly approach, the black-clad man’s pale face broke into an uncontrollable grin as he whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t plan to strike so soon...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After all, you’re an official of the main sect...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But your blood qi is simply too tempting!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From afar, I could already smell it...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And yet you foolishly left the mountain gate...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I have no choice but to take you, old man!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he licked his lips and gestured again toward Jiang Ye: “Come, let me take you to your new home!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s body followed him forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another half stick of incense passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-clad man led him to a hidden cave, its entrance carved with the crooked mark: “No. 18.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From today, you are the Eighteenth Blood Slave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-clad man turned to gaze at Jiang Ye’s dazed expression, his soft face twisting into a sickly, satisfied smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come, let me taste your blood—I’ve waited too long!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, he pulled out a dagger and lunged straight for Jiang Ye’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piercing clang shattered the cave’s silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The iron dagger shattered at its tip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-clad man’s pupils contracted, then he burst into laughter—not angry, but delighted: “So you’ve trained hardening arts! No wonder your blood qi is so potent—truly a divine gift!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Green True Qi surged into his broken dagger, and he struck again, harder, at Jiang Ye’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another even sharper clang rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the dagger, infused with True Qi, shattered completely into dozens of shards, clattering to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s chest bore only two tiny holes in his gray robe; his skin showed not even a white mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-clad man froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the empty hilt in his hand, then at Jiang Ye’s unblemished skin beneath the holes—his sinister eyes finally flickered with shock:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of hardening art is this...? My True Qi couldn’t even pierce it?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye, who had moments ago appeared dazed, suddenly lifted his head—his once-blurred old eyes now clear and cold: “You’re the Flower Plucker?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-clad man’s heart jolted; he leapt backward like a cat stepped on, exclaiming in disbelief: “You regained your consciousness?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How is this possible...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately checked the Guchong  in his dantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mark remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gushu  was still intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled inwardly in relief, watching Jiang Ye still standing motionless, and his face twisted back into a sinister smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I underestimated you—you’ve trained such powerful hardening arts; regaining a little awareness is understandable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you’re under my Gushu —there’s no way to break it...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling, absolute killing aura erupted from Jiang Ye like a gale from the deepest hell, instantly engulfing the entire cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-clad man’s sinister grin hadn’t even faded into shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of merciless, ancient eyes had already reflected in his pupils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve heard the Flower Plucker excels in disguise—let this old man see your true face!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1149,"2026-06-20T12:57:28.689Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f0414a4a2ad0c7dd8985c98dc7950cadbb876b9071307756c3567cd5d848db9c","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-255","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-253",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]