[{"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-59":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},2312551,4520,"Chapter 59: The Fire Centipede Unleashes Its Power! Watch Your Back in Your Next Life!","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-59",59,"\u003Cp>The legend of the Head-Cutting Demon spread faster than they imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before dawn even broke, this terrifying title spread like a plague from the Ding family mansion to the entire Changjie Street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some even suspected the Head-Cutting Demon still lurked within the mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ding family’s servants and maids were thrown into utter chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t care about wages or luggage— they bolted for the exit like madmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afraid they might be the next to lose their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Captain, shouldn’t we… go back first…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young guard member hunched his shoulders, his voice trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, it’s too dark at night—we probably won’t find anything anyway…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Better save our energy for tomorrow…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Head-Cutting Demon’s strength might already exceed what we can handle…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others chimed in, their faces pale, eyes darting nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were scared too!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Head-Cutting Demon could strike in plain sight, slaying two waves in succession— what if he was hiding in the shadows right now, watching them…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from their leader, Wei Cheng, a Hua Jing expert, they were all An Jing cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maintaining order within Fucheng was fine in normal times, but facing a monster like the Head-Cutting Demon…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d become the next batch of victims.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t panic!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Cheng cleared his throat, suppressing his own rising unease, and snapped at his men to quiet down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face grim, he scanned them all, then said in a low, steady voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before I came here, I already sent someone to fetch Lin Tao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ll wait until he inspects the scene before we withdraw.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Otherwise, with such a massive bloodbath, we won’t be able to answer for it tomorrow when the higher-ups ask.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the guards calmed somewhat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Tao? The famous blade-for-hire Lin Tao from Fucheng?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That Lin Tao really has some skill—he’s well-known among Fucheng’s blade-for-hires. Rumor says his cultivation has reached the peak of Hua Jing, and his swift sword is razor-sharp!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve heard that even some Bao Dan experts hire him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder the captain has such influence—he can summon him even this late at night!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the men were chattering, a figure, escorted by a guard, walked calmly through the courtyard toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a blue training suit, his frame lean, his face cold and stern, eyes sharp as a hawk’s, paired with a prominent hooked nose—his entire presence radiated a piercing edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man was none other than the famed Fucheng blade-for-hire, Lin Tao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Lin, I’m truly sorry to drag you out so late.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Cheng hurried forward, bowing apologetically: “This bloodbath…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Tao waved a hand slightly. “No need for apologies. Our friendship requires no words.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, under Wei Cheng’s guidance, he went to examine the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the headless corpses, Lin Tao’s expression didn’t show the same shock as Wei Cheng’s, but his brow gradually tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Tao knelt down and carefully inspected each corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movements were light, his gaze heavy—sometimes flipping open the severed necks, sometimes leaning close to study the smooth, clean cuts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about an incense stick’s time…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Tao slowly rose beside the bodies, his expression heavy with concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you think, Brother Lin? Any leads?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Cheng hurried over, lowering his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blade-for-hires like Lin Tao dealt daily with Fucheng’s criminals—they understood swordplay, blade techniques, and killers’ habits far better than any official.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Wei, the killer’s blade technique… I recognize it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Tao’s face darkened. “It resembles the blade style of Huang Laoliu from the Yunling Six Demons—brutal, venomous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Yunling Six Demons?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t they already absorbed by the Seven Kill Sect?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wasn’t their Black Lao Wu just slain recently by Tianqing Sect’s true disciple Wen Yueyao?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How dare they cause trouble in Fucheng?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards exchanged startled glances, murmuring among themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yunling Six Demons were infamous throughout Yunling Prefecture—each a lawless killer with countless blood debts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Huang Laoliu was truly behind this, it made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I only said the killer’s blade style resembles Huang Laoliu’s…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Tao frowned deeply, hesitating, his voice dropping lower:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I once briefly clashed with Huang Laoliu—I know his strength well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I feel today’s killer’s blade technique is even more refined than Huang Laoliu’s.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, Huang Laoliu might have improved further.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Wei Cheng and the others fell silent for a moment, whispered among themselves, then decided to pin the crime on Huang Laoliu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Lin, thank you. We’ll handle the rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Cheng bowed in gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Tao shook his head slightly, saying nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cast one final glance at the corpses, at the mirror-smooth cuts, his eyes flickering with deep unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this bloodbath wasn’t Huang Laoliu’s work…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Fucheng had welcomed a far more terrifying presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peace would not return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morning light streamed through the window lattice, dispelling the night’s chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingshi sat at the table, holding a bowl of freshly brewed herbal decoction, frowning slightly as he sipped slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Gang, ignoring his minor injuries, practiced fist techniques in the courtyard—the muffled thuds of punches and kicks only deepened the silence within the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liu Brother, something huge has happened!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen burst through the courtyard gate, followed closely by Su Yan, equally hurried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carried several packets of medicinal herbs but didn’t set them down—upon entering, he lowered his voice and let out a stifled cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingshi set down the decoction, looking up at him, eyes flickering with surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen strode over, took a deep breath, and whispered the night’s rumors in detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke quickly, occasionally gesturing—as if without motion, he couldn’t convey the horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yan listened quietly beside him, occasionally nodding to add details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about a cup of tea’s time, Liu Qingshi’s calm finally shattered into shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Kanglin Three Wolves and Ding Shan and his wife were all killed… the Head-Cutting Demon…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He repeated Su Chen’s words softly, brow furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Fucheng guards came questioning last night, he’d sensed something terrible had happened—but he hadn’t imagined such a horrific bloodbath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had personally faced the Three Wolves—their combined strength forced him to avoid their sharp edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To slay them all, plus Ding Shan and his wife…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liu Brother, it’s absolutely true.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen leaned closer, whispering: “Rumors say it was Huang Laoliu of the Yunling Six Demons!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yan shook her head helplessly, interjecting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s also a rumor going around that we Su family hired someone to do it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone carried a mix of exasperation and bitter amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether this rumor was good or bad, no one could say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Liu Qingshi chuckled. “Hah! I never knew the Su family had such deep resources.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Chen smiled wryly. “Liu Brother, don’t joke—we’d love to hire someone, but we can’t even afford it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his expression complex—relief mixed with resignation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, this rumor isn’t entirely bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Families who once looked down on us as fallen nobility are now treating us with courtesy this morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our trade routes won’t be halted for now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingshi fell silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up the now-cold decoction, sipped it, and spoke with a tone of weary insight:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Misfortune carries fortune within it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the architect of all this, Jiang Ye,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was leisurely feeding the Fire Centipede.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched the fire centipede slowly devour a Hu Xin herb stained with his own blood, nodding silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the entire Hu Xin herb vanished into its belly, Jiang Ye’s spirit trembled violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange connection, like an invisible thread, quietly formed between him and the tiny creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could faintly discern vague emotions from its hiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want more?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke tentatively, his voice calm, eyes fixed on the creature’s reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the fire centipede did not immediately open its jaws, but emitted a soft chirp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want to eat it with the leaves of Tian Kui herb?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye thoughtfully pulled out several Tian Kui leaves, wrapped the Hu Xin herb inside, forming a small “leaf bundle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire centipede let out an excited hiss, snapped at the bundle, and devoured it greedily, its tiny body wriggling with obvious satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye watched its behavior, a flicker of approval passing through his aged eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good. The secret method recorded in the Yu Du Jing truly works.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven days later, nightfall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight spilled like water over the blood-red Tian Kui herb field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fire centipede nearly a foot long had just emerged from the soil, preparing to climb the nearest Tian Kui plant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a crimson shadow shot out like lightning from the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Jiang Ye’s own fire centipede.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though half the size of the other, it opened its two pairs of fearsome mandibles and bit down hard—snapping the rival centipede cleanly in half with a single bite!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It raised its head and emitted a sharp, warning hiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound echoed through the silent night air, radiating an unchallengeable dominance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other fire centipedes lurking beneath the soil, about to emerge, instantly retreated, never daring to show themselves again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a distant, aged voice called out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Huo, come back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire centipede, moments ago strutting in triumph, instantly subdued its aggression, flicked its tail, and scurried like a obedient puppy toward the voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It crawled to Jiang Ye’s feet, lifted its head, and chirped softly—as if begging for praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye looked down at it and gave a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. With this little one, I won’t need to patrol the herb garden myself anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After seven days of secret feeding, a firm spiritual bond had finally formed between him and the fire centipede.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He named it—Xiao Huo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, fire centipedes lack the instinct to cannibalize their own kind; the ones it killed in the herb field were only useful for brewing poison wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I’m to command Xiao Huo in battle, I must first train it to bite humans.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye gazed at Xiao Huo at his feet, pondering silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who should he let it practice on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Ming’s venomous gaze flashed suddenly in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lately, Chen Lili had been visiting him frequently...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they only chatted about sect gossip, Fang Ming had treated Jiang Ye like a romantic rival, his eyes filled with terrifying malice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye had also heard the boy had been inquiring about his origins within the sect...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope he learns his lesson in his next life—don’t be a sycophant again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye sneered inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, dawn had just broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye sat in his wooden hut, eyes closed, cultivating tranquility, when hurried footsteps sounded outside, followed by Lu Ming’s panicked cry:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Jiang! Disaster! Fang Ming was bitten to death by a fire centipede!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1789,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","725f0922d8249a5723de8ebb051fdaaf513f40d8fd36aea6243d864d836a72b7","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-60","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-58",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]