[{"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-58":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},2312550,4520,"Chapter 58: Shaken! A Head-Chopping Demon Has Arrived in Fucheng!","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-58",58,"\u003Cp>「......」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lao San didn’t even have time to scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face, still frozen in a lewd grin, was cleanly split in two by the flashing blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand remained stiffly raised in the act of opening the door, while his body slowly toppled sideways into two separate halves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the room, the expressions on Lao Yi and Lao Er’s faces froze solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too fast!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sudden scene left them momentarily stunned, unable to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two halves of the corpse hit the ground one after another; blood gushed out like a dam breaking, instantly staining the threshold and splattering the doorframe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They finally snapped back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their third brother was slashed to death by someone with a knife?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lao San!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two roars erupted simultaneously—Lao Yi and Lao Er, eyes blazing with fury, charged toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the doorway was empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the killer who had just severed their brother was a ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is he?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you?! Come out, you coward!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared at the empty doorway, exchanging glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On their faces, beyond the raging fury, there was also a chilling dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lao San was a master of Hua Jing’s late stage—even unprepared, he shouldn’t have been so easily cut down in one blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be… a Bao Dan cultivator?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the very instant their minds reeled in shock and confusion—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slash of blade-light suddenly flared from the lower-right blind spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of blade-light was that!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as crimson as a blood moon, as sharp as frost, carrying suffocating killing intent, aimed straight at Lao Yi’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the brink of death, Lao Yi unleashed the full potential of his perfected Hua Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared, his face twisted with a desperate, do-or-die ferocity; his right fist gathered all his strength like an iron hammer, smashing straight toward the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that blood-moon blade was too swift, too cunning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as his fist neared the edge of the blade, the crimson slash subtly lifted—casually evading his punch—and then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin line of blood appeared on his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his final moment of life, Lao Yi finally saw his attacker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an elderly man in plain gray robes, his hair silver, his face cold and expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t fathom when he’d ever provoked such a ruthless enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts abruptly ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head rolled to the ground, blood spurting from his severed neck, drenching Lao Er.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Witnessing this horrifying scene, Lao Er’s fury vanished instantly, replaced by overwhelming terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no thought of avenging his brother or third sibling—he turned and fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ran faster and faster, lighter and lighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even felt as if he were flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he felt the world begin to spin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw his own headless body still sprinting forward, taking a few more steps before collapsing with a thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instantly realized his head had been severed mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, his consciousness plunged into eternal darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head landed on the ground, rolled twice, and came to rest beside his brother’s severed head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two brothers now lay neatly side by side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye stepped slowly out of the shadows, his expression cold and indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the true essence of the Deer Form to mask his aura, he had seized the initiative with a surprise attack and slain three men in succession—it was effortless for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was about to crouch down and search their bodies for loot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, footsteps approached from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a young man dressed in luxurious brocade robes, his face pale and smooth, fanning himself lazily, his gait unsteady—clearly a decadent playboy worn out by wine and women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hummed a tune, swaying drunkenly toward them, clearly coming to seek amusement from the “Three Wolves of Kanglin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he drew near, he suddenly caught a strong stench of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He frowned and looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene before him resembled hell itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three corpses lay sprawled on the ground, blood still oozing; under the moonlight, their severed heads stared back at him with wide, unblinking eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahhhh—!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scream of pure terror shattered the night’s silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a nuisance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye shook his head indifferently and slashed through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scream cut off instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man’s head slid from his neck, thudding to the ground, his face frozen in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye, who had intended to loot the bodies, silently melted back into the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dying screams of the “Three Wolves of Kanglin” and this boy’s shriek were enough to rouse half the Ding family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep within the Ding estate, candles burned brightly, yet the atmosphere was frozen like ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several corpses lay sprawled on the floor, partially reassembled but still horrifying to behold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three men in official uniforms crouched beside the bodies, examining them closely, their faces growing graver by the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were officers from the city guard, summoned urgently this very night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So ruthless a blade! So swift a blade! So cruel a blade!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader slowly rose to his feet, sighing three times in succession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was Wei Cheng, captain of the city guard, a perfected Hua Jing master who had seen countless horrors—but even he was stunned by the scene before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All three corpses bore perfectly smooth, mirror-like incisions; each died instantly with barely a struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of speed, what kind of monster could do this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My poor son!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voluptuous, still-beautiful woman sat slumped beside the headless body of the noble youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands trembled as she reached out to embrace him, yet dared not touch the bloody, mangled stump of his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wept uncontrollably, her makeup smeared across her face, tears and snot streaming:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mother promises you—no matter who killed you, I will make them pay! I swear it! I swear it!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her stood a middle-aged man, slightly overweight, with a round face and a hint of sinister malice in his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was Ding Shan, head of the Ding family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at his son’s headless corpse, at the three servants slaughtered in a single stroke—his chest seethed with boundless rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he forced himself to suppress it, showing little on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows knitted tightly as his mind raced through possibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had many enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he simply could not imagine who possessed the power to slaughter the “Three Wolves of Kanglin” so swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless… it was a Bao Dan cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he was cautious by nature and had never provoked anyone of such power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Wei Cheng finished his examination and rose slowly, walking over to Ding Shan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was grave, his voice barely above a whisper:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Ding, after my preliminary assessment, there are no traces of true qi erosion on the corpse. The killer is not a Golden Core cultivator.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his gaze sharp as fire:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It must be a master of the Hua Jing peak, wielding a blade. Think carefully—have you ever made an enemy of such a person?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Ding Shan frowned and shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. I’ve always dealt with others in goodwill. I’ve never offended a foe of this caliber.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beautiful woman sobbing beside him suddenly lifted her head, her voice shrill:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband, isn’t this the Su family’s doing?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental—our patron just had a dispute with them today...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And now it’s happened tonight! It has to be the Su family!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe it was that Liu Qingshi who did it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quick, send the guard squad to arrest them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, Ding Shan’s eyes flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Su family? Liu Qingshi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Cheng raised an eyebrow and turned to a guard beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard, clearly prepared, stepped forward and whispered quickly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Captain, we’ve already checked—the Su family is a minor clan that just arrived from Anxi County recently.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for Liu Qingshi, he’s a Hua Jing cultivator of considerable personal strength.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This morning, over a commercial dispute, he fought the Kanglin Three Wolves and was badly injured.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, lowering his voice further:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also, Liu Qingshi is on good terms with an Elder from the Xianshui Peak of Tianqing Sect. His daughter has even joined the outer gate of Tianqing Sect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Cheng listened, nodded slightly, and already had his thoughts settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at the woman, his gaze cold:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Madam, you cannot speak without evidence!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gaze, like solid ice, pierced her heart and made her shudder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her mouth to protest, but the pressure of his aura silenced her; she could only glare and shut her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Cheng withdrew his gaze and turned to Ding Shan, bowing respectfully:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Ding, the night is too dark to examine the traces properly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomorrow, I’ll bring a specialist in this field to conduct a thorough inspection.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Goodbye!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he waved his hand; several guards gathered their tools and followed him out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you going to let the killer live through the night...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman rose, full of resentment, her voice shrill as she opened her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Shan silenced her with a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after the guards’ figures vanished outside did Ding Shan slowly lower his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the bodies covered in white cloth, his eyes swirling with complex, unreadable light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside a side room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband, why didn’t you let me speak? They...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman still wore a face of anguish, lost in grief over her dead son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t rely on the authorities,” he breathed deeply, his voice low and icy. “And right now, we have something more important to do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What could possibly be more important than revenge?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman screamed, her face filled with despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Shan ignored her scream and called out firmly, “A Liang, come in!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, a middle-aged man with a sharp, capable face and piercing eyes stepped quickly into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bowed slightly, his tone respectful: “Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Shan drew a deep breath, his face like frozen water, and spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Liang, now that the Kanglin Three Wolves are dead, our martial strength has a temporary gap.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let some of our business go for now. Once I find a suitable Hua Jing expert, we’ll reclaim it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also, the house is no longer safe—we’re moving immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Until we find out who did this, we must go into hiding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He emphasized: “The move must be discreet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Liang nodded firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go and do it quickly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Shan waved his hand; A Liang rose to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Shan suddenly called him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the weeping woman, then at the night outside the window, and said gravely:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though I think the Su family lacks the ability to hire such a powerful warrior...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his voice dropping lower, as if squeezed through clenched teeth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But it’s too convenient.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A dispute this morning—and tonight, disaster strikes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Better to kill the wrong one than let the guilty escape.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold, cruel expression crossed his face:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Liang, don’t spare the money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go hire ‘those people’ to eliminate Su Chen and Liu Qingshi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Liang’s heart clenched; his pupils shrank slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suppressed his shock and nodded firmly: “Yes, Master. I’ll go at once!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he turned and strode out the door, his steps swift and steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough crying—I’ve already sent someone to handle it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Shan glared at the woman, his voice cold:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want revenge more than you do!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoever did this—I’ll make them die without a grave!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman’s sobs continued, but she slowly leaned toward Ding Shan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Shan’s brows snapped together; his gaze shot like lightning toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, a familiar figure stood there, motionless, as if appearing out of nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was A Liang, who had just left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Liang, you...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dread feeling surged in Ding Shan’s chest; he opened his mouth to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Liang did not answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply stood there, eyes vacant, staring at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, his head slid from his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dull sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The head hit the ground, rolled twice, and came to rest precisely at Ding Shan and the woman’s feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Liang’s face still bore the frozen shock of death—as if he never knew how he died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The headless body finally collapsed, blood gushing from the severed neck, instantly staining the threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Shan and the woman’s pupils shrank to needle points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bone-deep chill shot from their soles to the crown of their heads, freezing them rigid, as if their blood had turned to ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman’s sobs ceased entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her mouth to scream—but no sound came out, only a ragged “huh-huh,” like a dying fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Shan stood frozen, legs heavy as lead, unable to move a step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared wide-eyed at the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure stepped slowly from the shadows behind A Liang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old man, dressed in plain gray robes, his hair streaked white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his hand, he held a curved blade, its tip dripping blood drop by drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight streamed through the door, casting a cold, elongated shadow behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... are...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Ding Shan’s throat, at last came a hoarse, trembling voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to ask—who was this man? Who had he angered?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh—!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beautiful woman finally snapped out of her shock and let out a scream of utter terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye raised his hand and slashed through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both their voices cut off instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two soft thumps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both their heads fell from their necks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cut the grass but leave the roots, and the spring wind will bring it back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye understood this principle well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the guard unit returned after leaving, and saw the three new headless corpses on the ground, everyone went numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gul...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew who swallowed the first gulp of saliva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This guy is too ruthless... Is he some kind of head-chopper...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young guard member’s legs went weak, his voice trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Cheng took a deep breath, wanting to say something, but found his own voice shaking too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gripped the hilt of his waist knife, knuckles white, yet the chill rising from his core refused to be suppressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a master of Hua Jing, having seen plenty of bloody scenes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But tonight’s events still surpassed his imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First he killed Kang Lin’s Three Wolves and the Ding family’s young master—still not enough; he had to strike a second wave, beheading Ding Shan, his wife, and his trusted men too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this second wave was a strike right under the lamp’s shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How ruthless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How insane!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s a madman... a true madman...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for the official uniform he wore, he would have fled the Ding household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared at the headless corpses on the ground, a single thought rising unspoken in all their minds—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After tonight, a bloody legend of the Head-Chopping Demon would surely arise within Fucheng.\u003C\u002Fp>",2502,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","80fa7a2a93f3b5a103064411f08f7889fbb6dea8d6d13413d533c7d10f3cd692","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-59","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-57",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]