[{"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-265":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},2312757,4520,"Chapter 265: Going Down the Mountain, to Watch the Show! (1)","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-265",265,"\u003Cp>Night wind swept over Lingshe Peak, whistling through the courtyard where ancient pines hung thick with red silk ribbons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded like a woman’s feeble murmur, intermittent, finally dissolving into the deepest darkness before dawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only until the second half of the night did a figure silently emerge from the night-shrouded Lingshe Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Jiang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he had removed his disguise mask, and every inch of him radiated a refreshing, unobstructed vitality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes glowed with sharp golden light, like two swords poised to pierce through his body; each blink made the air before him emit a faint hiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This Golden Spirit Body is even more extraordinary than I imagined...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye murmured silently in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this very moment, his dantian churned with turbulent waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five Qi Condensation pills rotated slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At their center hung a brilliant, piercing golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light resembled a sword compressed to its extreme, each inhalation and exhalation radiating a terrifying sharpness, as if it would pierce his dantian from within outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Golden Spirit Body’s origin, stolen from Jiang Chuxue using the *Five Elements Soul Seizing Chaotic True Interpretation*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the Dual Heart Spirit origin previously taken from Hua Ning, this Golden Spirit Body’s origin was far more aggressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dual Heart Spirit origin had resisted during cultivation, but that resistance was like a captured cub’s instinctive thrashing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Spirit Body’s origin, however, was like an enraged venomous snake, born to bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, his dantian’s Five Elements True Qi was sufficiently robust, or he truly could not have withstood it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye glanced back at the courtyard shrouded in night, a meaningful smile curving his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never mind the arrogance Jiang Chuxue showed him that day in the Forging Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just because of his connection with Zheng Feng, he had to help this little brother vent years of accumulated bitterness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he didn’t hold back at all...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, Jiang Ye sneered and withdrew his gaze, lightly tapping his foot as he shot toward Tianyun Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After returning to the Tianyun Peak courtyard,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye wasted no time, immediately sitting cross-legged beside the Qingyan herb field, closing his eyes, and sinking his spirit into his dantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With experience from previously refining the Dual Heart Spirit origin, this time he was far more skilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thought, the five Qi Condensation pills trembled simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson gold, water blue, pale green, earth yellow, and golden white—five colors wove into a ceaselessly rotating Five Elements Generating Array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It firmly trapped the golden origin at its center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the Golden Spirit Body’s origin resisted far more violently than the Dual Heart Spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like an enraged sword, wildly crashing through his dantian; each impact rang with a shrill metallic clang, shaking his meridians into faint tremors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s expression remained unchanged as he steadily urged the five pills to narrow the array’s range, inch by inch compressing and grinding the furious golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, under the continuous erosion of Five Elements power, the golden light’s resistance began to weaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thread-thin strand of golden origin finally peeled away, like a drawn silk thread slowly merging into his dantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Metal True Qi trembled slightly, as if tasting a long-missed spring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye, eyes tightly shut, nodded inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This taste—just like Jiang Chuxue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seemingly sharp and intimidating, terrifying to behold...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet once tasted, it was unimaginably delicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morning light first pierced through Lingshe Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maids had already waited outside Jiang Chuxue’s chamber, holding rouge, powder, and jeweled hairpins, ready to complete the bride’s final adornment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today was the day Zheng Family would send their eight-litter palanquin up the mountain to fetch the bride; no one dared show the slightest negligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss... Miss...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint, cautious call drifted from outside, hushed and tentative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmm... ah...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuxue slowly opened her eyes, dazed; her piercing beauty still held a lingering haze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her consciousness rose slowly from a murky deep water; the calls grew clearer, the surroundings sharper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson curtains, golden tassels scattered across the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brows snapped together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbearable pain surged from below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was it so painful...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuxue was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sss...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She involuntarily gasped, gripping the bed edge to sit up, only to find every bone in her body felt disassembled and reassembled—aching, swollen, throbbing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her still-dazed mind finally began to function; fragmented images surfaced from her memory like shattered mirror shards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That face—familiar yet alien, chilling her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That damn thing wasn’t a dream...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuxue’s pupils shrank violently; the fine, cold beauty of her face drained of all color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body began trembling uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that was a dream,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>why did the pain feel so real?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it wasn’t a dream...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuxue dared not think further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the “dream’s” experience was too absurd, too grotesque...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merely recalling those fragmented images made her stomach convulse violently, a wave of nausea surging to her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gah...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She twisted sideways, clamping her hand over her mouth, retching for a long while—yet nothing came up, only tears streaming helplessly down her cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her nausea gradually subsided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did she see herself in the bronze mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long, flowing black hair hung in disarray over her shoulders—no trace remained of yesterday’s elegant splendor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her piercing eyes now swelled red, bloodshot as if she’d wept endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her makeup had smudged into streaks, leaving two dark red tear trails across her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, her lips were swollen...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why her lips were swollen,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>just thinking of it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gah... gah...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suppressed nausea surged back like erupting lava.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuxue’s teeth clenched with a grinding sound; her swollen eyes churned with unprecedented rage and murderous intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, she wanted to tear Zheng Lin into a thousand pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That bastard...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How dare he treat her like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How dare he?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did he think she was?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A courtesan from a brothel?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These noble young masters—none of them are decent...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuxue’s piercing gaze seemed ready to shatter the mirror; her nails dug deep into her palms, crimson threads seeping between her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>",1026,"2026-06-20T12:57:28.689Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7bae2a9bf1a854fcb5045a450724e3441ba8ab0f595876e0aee171c07a3c87ad","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-266","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-264",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]