[{"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-34":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},2312526,4520,"Chapter 34","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-34",34,"\u003Cp>Hu Li had been crying at the gate of the Martial Academy for who knew how long, nearly weeping all her tears dry, her sobs now hoarse and ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she slowly lifted her head and wiped her tear-streaked face with the sleeve of her robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to stand, intending to lift the stretcher alone and carry her brother home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her frail frame could not bear the weight of an adult man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stretcher barely left the ground before crashing back down; she staggered, nearly falling, her disgraceful state too painful to watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a figure stepped forward swiftly, silently bending down to help her lift the other end of the stretcher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll help you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was none other than Shi Lei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Th-thank you...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Li’s voice was so hoarse it was barely audible; she could only nod repeatedly, her eyes reddening again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingshi walked forward slowly and handed her a bag of silver coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Li stared at the bag of silver, utterly ashamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brother had betrayed the Martial Academy, yet at her darkest hour, Liu Qingshi still offered help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Li refused outright to accept the silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The world is harsh—take it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingshi sighed faintly, glancing at Hu Tian, limp as mud on the stretcher, and said softly: “You’ll need plenty of medicine in the days ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, Hu Li froze slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down at her unconscious brother on the stretcher, then up at Liu Qingshi’s calm yet weary face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long silence, Hu Li ignored Liu Qingshi’s protests, knelt down, and bowed her head to him several times with loud thuds, vowing repeatedly she would repay every coin... before finally taking the bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, with Shi Lei’s help, she carried Hu Tian home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Anxi County, within a quiet courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>County Magistrate Gao He sat alone on a stone bench, his expression shifting between dark and light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze kept drifting toward the sealed chamber deep in the courtyard, his fingers idly tapping the stone table, producing a soft “thud-thud.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About half an hour later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled explosion erupted from the direction of the chamber, like a sudden gale or thunder rolling beneath the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surrounding plants and trees shuddered violently, leaves scattering in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, all fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber door slowly opened, and a tall, broad-shouldered figure clad in black armor stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each step he took, the ground trembled slightly; an intimidating aura radiated from him, like a beast awakening from slumber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him, Gao He rose at once, bowing his head respectfully: “Chief Wang, have you finished your cultivation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This middle-aged man in black armor was Wang Ling, the Chief Commander who controlled Anxi County’s military power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Zhou Kingdom, ordinary folk still believed the County Magistrate ruled the county.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that reality had long changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhou Kingdom had nine provinces; aside from Jingzhou, the imperial family had long lost control over the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The current order was a joint rule between the imperial court and the cultivation sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within a county, the County Magistrate was merely a figurehead; the true power lay with the Chief Commanders appointed directly by the sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And behind Wang Ling stood the Tianqing Sect—the true ruler of all eighteen counties in the Fucheng region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.” Wang Ling walked slowly to the stone table, sat down, and looked up at Gao He. “Why the hurry? What’s happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao He drew a deep breath, his face grim: “Chief Wang, I just received secret news—Lushan County... has fallen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his voice dropping involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rumors say the situation... is horrific...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fewer than three in ten people may have survived...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So terrible... utterly terrible...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Wang Ling’s brows lifted, a sharp glint of cold fury flashing in his eyes: “The remnants of the Qisha Sect act with such inhuman cruelty—they will surely face heavenly retribution!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chief Wang, the most pressing issue now is that with Lushan fallen, we are likely next... I wonder if you’ve already...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao He voiced his deepest fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—I sent a plea for reinforcements to the sect several days ago. The reply confirmed troops are already on the way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ling said gravely: “By my estimate, they should arrive within the next two days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Gao He finally relaxed, exhaling deeply: “Good, good—if the Tianqing Sect has sent troops, I’m at ease.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way.” Wang Ling shifted tone, his gaze fixed on Gao He with solemn weight. “There’s another matter you must pay attention to.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chief Wang, please speak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao He replied with a grave expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I also received a secret report: the Qisha Sect remnants succeeded in breaching Lushan County because they had an inside traitor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ling spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A traitor?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao He’s face showed shock, then he solemnly vowed: “Chief Wang, rest assured—I will conduct a thorough investigation and ensure Anxi County does not suffer the same fate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm. Handle it as you see fit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chief Wang gave a slight nod and said no more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, as dawn broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news of Lushan County’s fall spread like plague through all of Anxi County.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nine out of ten homes abandoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rivers of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unimaginable horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each word struck like a dull blade, cutting into the hearts of all who heard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic, like invisible black mist, seeped from every alley and crack, filling every corner of the county.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Martial Academy, the once-bustling training ground lay deathly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outer disciples no longer practiced; they huddled together, whispering in hushed tones, faces pale with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inner disciples had lost their former spirit, brows furrowed, eyes darting nervously, as if disaster loomed at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unprecedented oppression settled over every soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon, Liu Qingshi gathered all disciples and spoke only a few words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From today, the Martial Academy is closed. All disciples, return home—be cautious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples dispersed one by one; the academy gradually emptied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye sat cross-legged inside the gatehouse, no lamp lit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a faint fragrance drifted in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, extremely light footsteps sounded outside the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Lao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cool female voice rang out from beyond the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Liu Yiyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My father sent me to ask you to come—he has urgent matters to discuss.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s clear voice sounded again.\u003C\u002Fp>",1060,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a5bc87b220a29800df4264ee9dd06f071e6022c5de085cc1e5272f22d2a62953","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-35","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-33",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]