[{"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-266":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},2312758,4520,"Chapter 266: Going Down the Mountain, to Watch the Show! (2)","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-266",266,"\u003Cp>She had once thought Zheng Lin, though domineering, was at least dignified, at least knew how to respect her...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would have thought he’d reveal his true colors so eagerly on the eve of their wedding?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This bastard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He actually went so far as to...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She has a clean freak’s aversion to dirt!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Lady... are you in there...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid’s cautious voice still came from outside the door:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The time is nearly here—we still need to retouch your makeup...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Zheng’s bridal procession will arrive shortly...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Jiang Chuxue snapped back to her senses amid her rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was no ordinary woman who only knew how to weep and wail when faced with trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, she never would have climbed from a tiny mountain village to her current position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it’s already happened, no amount of anger can change it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, the most urgent thing is to ride in grand style on Zheng’s eight-man palanquin and become the Zheng family’s young mistress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then, with the Zheng family’s full resource backing, can her martial path go further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she now turned on Zheng Lin out of momentary fury, all her years of planning would come to nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for what happened last night, there’s plenty of time ahead—she had all the time in the world to settle this account with him slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just think of it as being bitten by a dog.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuxue fiercely comforted herself, “After all, from today on, he’s my husband...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a deep breath, suppressing the churning rage and humiliation in her chest, flicked her hand to unlatch the door, and her voice returned to its usual cold sharpness:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come in!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after receiving her permission did the maid cautiously push open the chamber door, head bowed, carrying cosmetics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y...Young Lady...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she looked up, the maid froze in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her, Jiang Chuxue’s eyes were bloodshot, hair disheveled, the priceless crimson wedding robe hanging open haphazardly, revealing the crumpled inner garment beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sharp, exquisite face glowed with an unnatural flush, utterly unlike the noble, icy beauty she’d worn during yesterday’s makeup trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she not known today was the wedding day, the maid might have thought Jiang Chuxue had just finished her bridal night...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, what startled her most was Jiang Chuxue’s lips—unusually swollen and red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid immediately asked with concern: “Young Lady, did you... eat something last night? Your lips seem allergic...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Jiang Chuxue shuddered violently. A vision flashed in her mind—her stomach convulsed uncontrollably, and the nausea surged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gag... gag...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clapped a hand over her mouth, gagging several times, then snapped her head up—her swollen eyes blazing with icy killing intent as she hissed through clenched teeth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you want to die?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the words left her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuxue unleashed a sharp, piercing aura that slammed into the maid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid’s face turned deathly pale as she stumbled backward, legs buckling, voice trembling uncontrollably: “Young Lady... I won’t speak out of turn again...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Jiang Chuxue frowned slightly, a flicker of confusion in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, the Metal qi she unleashed seemed weaker than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, when she was furious, even the mere outward release of her Metal qi would leave this maid’s face slashed with multiple bloody wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be because I just lost my virginity, and my internal qi is unstable...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pondered inwardly, but didn’t dig deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now wasn’t the time to investigate this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her current appearance, she truly needed a thorough retouch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared coldly at the trembling maid and ordered: “Hurry over and fix my makeup!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y...Yes, Young Lady...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid, face filled with fear, hurried forward, her hand still shaking as she picked up the powder puff and carefully dusted powder over Jiang Chuxue’s still-swollen face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Chuxue closed her eyes, letting her apply the makeup, but the killing intent in her eyes grew fiercer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had already decided—after the wedding, she’d eliminate this maid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would not allow anyone to see her in such a disheveled state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even a lowly servant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Layers of powder covered the swollen eyelids, the tear tracks, and every trace of true emotion on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the final stroke of rouge was applied, the bronze mirror once again reflected the cold, noble Jiang Zhenchuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tianyun Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye, seated cross-legged beside the Qingyan herb field, radiated blinding golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The radiance was razor-sharp, making him appear like a divine weapon about to be unsheathed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the surrounding air hissed faintly, sliced by invisible sharpness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden glow on his body grew stronger—from pale gold to bright gold, then nearly pure white, as if a miniature sun were bursting outward from within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qingyan leaves brushed by this golden qi silently severed, their cut edges smooth as mirrors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blinding golden radiance retracted into Jiang Ye’s body like a whale drinking water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He abruptly opened his eyes, two concentrated beams of golden light shooting forth, piercing through the courtyard wall over ten meters away, leaving two tiny holes with mirror-smooth walls, as if pierced from within by an invisible blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye slowly stood, sensing the changes within himself, a faint smile curving his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, his sensitivity and absorption of Metal qi had increased several-fold compared to before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked his hand—his fingertip instantly surged with dense, solid golden-white true gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The objects within this courtyard were no longer sufficient to test the power of this golden-white true gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He aimed it at his own arm and thrust sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Clang—*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp, metallic ring exploded through the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint blood mark appeared on his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Jiang Ye nodded slightly in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After absorbing the essence of the Metal Spirit Body, his golden-white true gang’s explosive power had subtly approached that of the Great Sun Heavenly Flame true gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of single-point penetration, it even surpassed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked his hand again—the gleaming curved blade flew into his palm through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his fingers gripped the hilt, a strange, unprecedented sensation surged through his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt the blade was no longer a weapon, but an extension of his own body—every groove, every curve of the blade was vividly clear in his perception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So this is the Metal Spirit Body’s resonance with metal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye silently savored this mystery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Jiang Chuxue, at mid-stage gang qi, had defeated Lu Tianhao, whose gang qi was nearly perfected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Metal Spirit Body, as long as she held a weapon, she naturally gained a significant advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye reluctantly sheathed the curved blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He changed clothes and slowly stepped out of the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time was up—it was time to go watch the show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng paced anxiously back and forth, his footsteps wearing thin the courtyard’s blue stone tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What to do... what to do...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His handsome, refined face was twisted into a knot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew full well—today was the wedding day of Jiang Chuxue and his “dear older brother,” Zheng Lin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just him—even his sister Zheng Hui knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the young girl stood nearby, her face filled with worry as she sighed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, she’s a bad woman—stop thinking about her...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng’s expression stiffened slightly; he smiled bitterly and shook his head: “I’m not thinking about her... I’m just...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even know what he was just.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it the humiliation of being forced to attend?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it the humiliation of old scars being torn open in public?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or the helplessness of knowing all this yet being unable to do anything...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zheng Zhenchuan, we should go watch the show.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye's voice came from outside the door.\u003C\u002Fp>",1312,"2026-06-20T12:57:28.689Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6ec36a305ba2182d42dab32e4b6135e21bdeaaa2187fa53cccd928a4333a7c93","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-267","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-265",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]