[{"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-30":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},2312522,4520,"Chapter 30: The Prelude to Chaos!","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-30",30,"\u003Cp>“What… why is Sister coming now…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the voice outside the door, Hu Tian’s eyes grew even more panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had originally planned to leave Qingshi Wuyuan, join Jiquan Wuguan, then tell his sister about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he had previously mentioned Zhang Xu to his sister, but she strongly disliked Zhang Xu and repeatedly warned him not to get too close to such wealthy youths who offered false friendship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So if his sister Hu Li found out he had followed Zhang Xu’s advice to leave Qingshi Wuyuan, she would almost certainly disapprove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect, your sister has arrived—let her join us to discuss this matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingshi’s calm voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had met Hu Li several times before and knew she was a maternal elder sister to Hu Tian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingshi opened the door and had a disciple bring Hu Li over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Li arrived quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had clearly run all the way here, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead, her breath still ragged, her eyes—five-tenths like Hu Tian’s—still holding the joy and anticipation of seeing her younger brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her hands, she tightly clutched a bundle carefully wrapped in several layers of coarse cloth: it was the osmanthus cake she had specially bought that morning from the old-established shop in Chengnan, her brother’s favorite treat since childhood, something he could only taste once during festivals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when she stepped into the study and met Liu Qingshi’s eyes, calm as an ancient well, and saw Hu Tian’s bowed, trembling posture, like a condemned prisoner awaiting judgment, that joy vanished like a candle snuffed by a cold wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director…” She did not immediately question her brother, but first bowed deeply to Liu Qingshi, slightly extending the bundle forward, her voice gentle yet carrying the rustic simplicity of a country woman, “These cakes were just bought in Chengnan—if you don’t mind, please taste them…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Liu Qingshi politely declined with a slight wave of his hand, he told Hu Li about Hu Tian’s wish to leave the martial academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Li’s bundle dropped to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want to leave the academy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nearly screamed the words, staring at Hu Tian in utter disbelief, as if seeing for the first time the brother she had raised with her own hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister… I have my reasons…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Tian dared not meet Hu Li’s eyes, lowering his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it that ‘good big brother’ Zhang Xu again, telling you something again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Li looked at Hu Tian with heartbroken fury, her voice sharp:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve told you before—those people showing you kindness have ulterior motives! You’re too naive, used as a blade without even realizing it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She understood better than Hu Tian the evil of human nature in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Hu Tian once told her that Zhang Xu, the second young master of the Zhang family, treated him like a younger brother, she had refused to believe it for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he was even persuading her brother to leave the academy, betraying his master—how could such a person be good?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director, I’m truly sorry—please treat my brother’s words as nonsense…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Li turned to apologize to Liu Qingshi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not talking nonsense!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Tian suddenly lifted his head, blurting out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know why he suddenly felt so agitated—only that the words buried deep in his heart had finally shattered through the fragile self-control of the boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You always treat me like a child, as if I understand nothing, as if I must obey you! But how much do you know about my life at the academy? How much have you seen of Zhang Xu’s kindness to me? He’s the second young master of the Zhang family—why would he lower himself to take me out, introduce me to people? What does he want from me? My poverty? My country origins?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke faster and faster, growing more convinced he was right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I broke through Mingjin in half a month! Among the entire Anxi County’s youth, how many can do that? But what has this academy given me? Two bottles of Blood-Reviving Pills? Even Shi Lei, with his mediocre root quality, got one! Is this favoritism? This is equating me with someone like him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiquan Wuguan has two Huajin martial artists as pillars—they admire me and are willing to take me in, providing monthly elixirs, offering me an unlimited future! Am I supposed to throw away such a brilliant future just because of your warning: ‘Don’t be used as a blade’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Xu is my good big brother—he would never harm me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Tian took a deep breath, looked at Liu Qingshi, and said firmly: “I’ve made up my mind—I’m leaving Qingshi Wuyuan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dare!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Li nearly roared the two words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her usually gentle face twisted with furious anguish, her eyes reddened, yet she stubbornly held back tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at Hu Tian, each word deliberate: “If you walk out that door today… don’t ever call me your sister again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These words were heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So heavy that her own voice trembled uncontrollably at the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she knew better than Hu Tian how great the cost of leaving an academy and switching sects truly was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his sister’s furious expression, Hu Tian’s heart tightened slightly—but then he remembered the glorious future awaiting him at Jiquan Wuguan, and Zhang Xu’s promises, and his inner struggle hardened into resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew his sister’s words were just anger speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would calm down soon enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he broke through Anjin, even reached Huajin, and became a respected figure in Anxi County, how happy she would be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she would realize how wrong she was to try to stop him today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he would prove it—with success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, just watch me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Tian already saw his future glory, and with a triumphant smile at Hu Li, he turned and left the study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Tian, you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Hu Tian actually leave, Hu Li’s body trembled violently, a trace of sorrow crossing her furious face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, she even doubted whether her decision to sacrifice everything to save money and send her brother to learn martial arts had been right…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, it’s fine—everyone has their own fate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingshi sighed softly, offering Hu Li a few words of comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he looked at Hu Tian’s retreating back, a faint glint in his eyes: “So it’s Jiquan Wuguan…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news of Hu Tian leaving the academy spread like a drop of water into boiling oil—exploding instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this true? Has Hu Tian gone mad, daring to leave the academy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard this kid already found a new place—Jiquan Wuguan…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk, people climb higher, water flows lower.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With this kid’s talent, he’ll probably get decent treatment at Jiquan Wuguan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True, but betraying one’s master is taboo everywhere. From now on, when people mention Hu Tian, the first thing they’ll say is ‘that guy who betrayed Qingshi Wuyuan.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Liu is merciful—he didn’t even cripple him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Regardless, this kid’s reputation is ruined…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some sneered, some sighed, some watched coldly, others secretly lamented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prodigy boy once envied by countless others—the one who mastered the Seven-Day Fist in seven days and broke through Mingjin in half a month—gradually transformed in people’s whispers from “Brother Hu Tian” into “that Hu Tian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One word’s difference—yet a world apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Lei stood at the edge of the inner courtyard training ground, listening to his fellow disciple’s hushed recounting, silent for a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not turn to look at Hu Tian’s empty training spot, only slowly withdrew his gaze and reset his fist stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat rolled down his browbone, splashing onto the ground, darkening a small patch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the academy’s main gate, Jiang Ye sat slumped on the glossy little stool, absorbing every word of the commotion inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyelids lowered, his aged eyes flickered with a hidden glint of coldness: “So that’s why he ran off so fast—he was in a hurry to escape.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this uproar of gossip did not last long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An outer courtyard disciple rushed in from outside, panting, face ashen, as if he had witnessed something horrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He burst into the crowd, his voice strained with urgency:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad news! Outside the city gate… there are many refugees!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Refugees from Lushan County…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They… they’ve fled here!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1384,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2ef0a26fae0d88f4aa073aaf07866e9c7c3ad7b1652ecd305470ef7a3071914a","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-31","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-29",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]