[{"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-51":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},2312543,4520,"Chapter 51","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-51",51,"\u003Cp>“That Senior Brother Jin really has patience, even set the wedding date three months from now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ming chuckled with a smirk full of “I get it but I couldn’t do it” sleaziness: “If it were me, I’d want to be the groom that very night! Waiting even a day is an insult to a True Yin body!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili rolled her eyes dramatically and struck back without mercy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at your behavior. That’s why he’s third on the True Disciple Leaderboard, while you’re just an ordinary inner disciple. He has vision; you? You’re just lustful for her body—you’re base.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, so what if I’m lustful? All men are like this!” Lu Ming didn’t get angry, grinning back with his usual cheekiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye sipped his tea without expression, casually interjecting: “The wedding’s set for three months from now… but what if someone seizes Xu Qinghuan’s True Yin before then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, Lu Ming waved his hands frantically, his expression saying “You’re overthinking it”: “Master Jiang, you’ve just joined the sect—you don’t yet understand the weight of a True Disciple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his voice, his expression growing more serious:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To put it bluntly, a True Disciple wields more power than an Elder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Brother Jin is among the top names on the True Disciple Leaderboard, and his temperament is tyrannical and violent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s said that even Elders stronger than him on Jinchen Peak must give him leeway!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Within the Tianqing Sect, few dare to provoke him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, everyone just talks behind their backs about Xu Qinghuan being taken—but who dares act on it? That’s suicide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye nodded slowly, a faint glint of hidden brilliance flashing in his aged eyes, his voice still calm:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who dares?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I dare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Chen Lili burst into laughter, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she stared at Jiang Ye, shaking with mirth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha! Who knew, Master Jiang—you’re old in body but young at heart! You’re interested in this little girl with the True Yin body too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s expression remained serene; he shook his head slightly, tone tinged with resignation: “Miss Chen, you jest. This old man was merely asking out of idle curiosity—I’m half-buried in the grave already. How could I harbor such thoughts?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, don’t pretend!” Chen Lili leaned closer, the faint scent of her perfume drifting into Jiang Ye’s nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pursed her moist red lips, her gaze brimming with teasing amusement: “It’s only natural. Men only grow tame when they’re nailed to the wall. You’re old, yes—but your heart? Maybe it’s still young.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s old face warmed slightly at her bold words; his hand holding the teacup stiffened unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his gaze, pretending to sip tea, silently groaning inside—this talkative little brat was truly hard to handle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Ming, watching from the side, his already gloomy face darkened further, as if his expression could drip water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply could not accept it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili ignored him completely, yet chatted so warmly with this old man who was half-dead, leaning in so close!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Chen!” he finally snapped, voice thick with suppressed anger: “Mind your conduct!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili glanced at him, her look as if he were a spoiled child throwing a tantrum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t even bother replying—just rolled her eyes and turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Ming froze in place, his facial muscles twitching, unable to utter another word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere inside the wooden hut grew slightly colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ming gave Fang Ming a look of silent exasperation, privately regretting his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d only invited Jiang Ye and others over because he’d taken a few thousand taels from him—he felt obligated to show some hospitality, liven things up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew this Fang Ming was such a buzzkill? Every three words he brought up Chen Lili, and any little thing set him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, it was the seasoned Jiang Ye who diffused the tension, offering a few bland pleasantries to smooth over the awkwardness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the mood was ruined, no matter what.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few more idle words, they rose to take their leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before departing, Chen Lili turned back with a bright smile, waving at Jiang Ye: “Master Jiang, I’m staying in the wooden hut beside the Earthfire Ginseng Herb Garden—it’s not far! Come visit me sometime!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This girl…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s old face flushed faintly—he bowed in farewell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Farewell, Master Jiang,” Fang Ming muttered coldly, following closely behind Chen Lili.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen it clearly—the venomous hatred in Fang Ming’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This damn sycophant, how dare he resent this old man?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of cold malice passed through Jiang Ye’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He disliked being hated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My apologies, Master Jiang,” Lu Ming lagged behind, approaching with a contrite expression, lowering his voice: “Fang Ming… he’s got a crush on Miss Chen. Sometimes he acts irrationally.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I noticed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye nodded slightly, offering a warm, seemingly genuine smile—as if he truly didn’t care: “Young love—I understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re so magnanimous, Master Jiang!” Lu Ming sighed in relief, chuckling: “Don’t worry—I won’t bring him next time. He just ruins the fun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he bowed and turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye stood at the doorway of the wooden hut, watching the three receding figures, his smile slowly fading into serene indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Ming’s venomous gaze flashed through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned back inside and shut the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days passed in a blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During those three days, Jiang Ye’s routine was full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By day, he practiced the Five Animal Fist before his hut, using the health-preserving form to nourish his blood and qi, solidifying his foundation in hardened strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, the chubby Lu Ming would drop by, bringing news from within the sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye didn’t mind—he gladly absorbed every detail from the talkative man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At night, he took his curved blade and entered the crimson Tiankui herb garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved like a shadow merging with the night, gliding soundlessly between the rows of herbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, fire centipedes emerged from the soil—before they could nibble the leaves, he snatched them up, inspected them, and killed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, despite capturing over a hundred fire centipedes over three nights, not a single one bore a fire mark on its abdomen worthy of his attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve been here several days now. Time to go down and check on the Director and the others.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing his Five Animal Fist routine, Jiang Ye calmed his blood and qi, standing still as he gazed toward the mountain’s base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans are not plants or trees—they cannot be without feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ones he cared for most were Liu Qingshi’s family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye was a man of decisive action—he quickly packed a few essentials and headed downhill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye moved swiftly; within the span of an incense stick, he reached the outer sect entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grand mountain gate shimmered in the sunlight, still imposing and majestic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his surprise, he encountered an “acquaintance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jianghua—the former fiancé of the True Yin body, Xu Qinghuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This boy had once called him “old thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye wasn’t one to hold grudges, so he remembered him well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the boy was furious, trying to storm the gate, but two Tianqing Sect guards held him firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me in! I’m Xu Qinghuan’s fiancé!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jianghua’s face flushed crimson, voice hoarse, struggling violently—but he couldn’t break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two guards exchanged glances, their eyes filled with pity and impatience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One sighed, tone weary: “We’ve told you countless times—Miss Xu is no longer your fiancée. She’s now Senior Brother Jin’s betrothed on Jinchen Peak. The wedding date is set. Give it up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re lying! Don’t try to fool me!” Li Jianghua roared. “Qinghuan and I grew up together since childhood—how could she abandon me to become someone else’s fiancée!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snapped his head up, locking eyes with the guards, voice trembling with desperate conviction: “Do you even know who I am?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two guards paused, startled: “Who are you?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy’s confidence threw them off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he from one of the martial arts families in Fucheng?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am the eldest legitimate son of the Li family—the number one family in Kanglin County!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jianghua lifted his chin, speaking slowly, as if revealing a monumental secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the two guards burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d thought he was a noble from Fucheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turns out he was just a backwater county brat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that they knew his origins, their tone turned colder: “If you keep pestering us, don’t blame us for treating you harshly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, the two Tianqing Sect disciples couldn’t help but laugh out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jianghua, driven to the brink by never seeing Xu Qinghuan, gathered all his strength and lunged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the two gate guards were both at the late Dark Force stage—they struck simultaneously with a palm, sending him flying, crashing hard to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After learning the boy’s background, their demeanor grew even colder and harsher: “If you keep pestering us, don’t blame us for treating you harshly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lay sprawled, struggling to rise—but the force of the two blows left his bones and tendons aching, immobilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jianghua, having never seen Xu Qinghuan, was enraged to the point of fury and gathered all his strength to charge inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the two Tianqing Sect gatekeepers, both at the late Dark Force stage, struck simultaneously with a palm strike and sent him flying, crashing heavily to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He collapsed on the ground, struggling to rise, but the force of those two palms left his muscles and bones aching faintly, rendering him momentarily unable to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure emerged slowly from within the Shanmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an elderly man clad in the robes of a Zhishi of Tianqing Sect, his hair streaked with white, tall and slender, his face as calm as still water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Greetings, Zhishi!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two guarding disciples immediately smoothed their expressions and bowed respectfully with clasped fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye gave a slight nod in acknowledgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His steps showed no pause, not even a flicker of his gaze toward the slumped figure on the ground—he walked straight past, as if the man were merely a stone by the roadside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You... you’re...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jianghua’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recognized him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man was the very one he had cursed as “old bastard” while waiting in line!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old bastard he had vowed to “deal with slowly after I join Tianqing Sect!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never imagined that just days later,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their second meeting would be so awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lay sprawled on the ground, humiliated, unable even to enter the Shanmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet that old bastard had become a Zhishi of Tianqing Sect—even the guards at the gate bowed to him respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, the man had treated him as if he were air, not even glancing his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crushing sense of humiliation surged through him, compounded by the rage he had already felt at being barred from the Shanmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jianghua, overcome with rage and fury, fainted, his head slamming hard against the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye was walking down the mountain when he suddenly sensed a familiar aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below the steps, two figures were slowly ascending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead figure wore a pale green robe, his face as resolute as a mountain, his back straight as a pine that had endured wind and frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him walked a young woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her figure was slender and graceful, her features exquisitely carved, her expression cold and distant like snow lotus atop a peak—beautiful to behold, but untouchable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a simple, plain dress, her steps light, her clear, icy eyes quietly studying the towering Shanmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s pupils contracted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingshi and Liu Yiyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>",1954,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","09b837047c86f57f8e071e28c0df7427ecbdb8bd9bec434c556e626d7645a847","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-52","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-50",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]