[{"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-66":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},2312558,4520,"Chapter 66: Xu Qinghuan: Am I Really Just a Lowly Maid?","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>Why is your voice hoarse?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qinghuan blinked in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, images of last night’s “battle” flashed through her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart stirred involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moaned all night long...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course your throat is hoarse!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, even if she had ten thousand courage, she would never dare say this to Jin Hai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in her chest, lifted her head, and forced a strained smile onto her face, her voice hoarse and almost unrecognizable:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hai-ge... I might have caught a chill last night—my throat’s a bit sore...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Caught a chill?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Hai looked at the seemingly weak Xu Qinghuan; his charcoal-black face flickered with a hint of understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warriors occasionally caught colds—it was common. He didn’t dwell on it, merely nodded slightly, his tone flat: “Hmm, take care of yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you for your concern, Hai-ge...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qinghuan smiled sweetly with her hoarse voice, the smile deliberately soft and tender—but paired with her hoarse tone, it sounded strangely unnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking, she forced herself to endure the deep agony within her body and walked down the mountain with deliberately “steady” steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Hai watched her figure vanish beyond his sight, then lowered his gaze and closed his eyes once more, sinking into cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five golden stones glowed again with faint golden light, enveloping his figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Xu Qinghuan appeared on the Outer Sect training ground, the disciples around her could hardly believe their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Xu Qinghuan who used to strut around arrogantly, bully others without mercy, and always trailed by a group of female disciples—today, she seemed like a completely different person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t summon her usual entourage, didn’t sweep the grounds with her seductive eyes searching for victims to oppress, and didn’t shout orders like a noblewoman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply walked quietly to the edge of the training ground, found an inconspicuous corner, sat cross-legged, and listened intently as the Technique Instructor taught the essentials of martial cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked as obedient as a brand-new junior disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This... this troublemaker actually changed her ways...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Technique Instructor couldn’t help glancing at her twice, surprise flickering in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered inwardly: Could yesterday’s conflict have been too big, drawing the attention of an Inner Sect Peak Master? Did someone warn her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a corner nearby, Liu Yiyi stood silently, her cold eyes fixed on Xu Qinghuan, a subtle, hidden emotion passing through her gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had already prepared herself, expecting Xu Qinghuan to come provoke her today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, yesterday, as Xu Qinghuan left, that smug look in her eyes clearly said: “This isn’t over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Xu Qinghuan’s demeanor caught her off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Liu Yiyi’s perception was sharper and more refined than ordinary people’s; she observed Xu Qinghuan quietly for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she noticed something odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She keenly sensed that Xu Qinghuan’s gait—when her pale, long legs moved—had an unnatural, overly cautious stride, as if each step was forced through unbearable pain. The subtle stiffness, the nearly invisible stumble, the occasional furrowed brow...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These details struck Liu Yiyi like lightning, instantly cleaving through the fog in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly recalled: when she and Su Yan had fought that night with the white-haired elder, they too had suffered such agony, walked just like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could she have already...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yiyi’s eyes subtly scanned Xu Qinghuan’s body, a bold thought flashing through her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, a scene appeared on the training ground that made everyone’s eyes widen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qinghuan, unprecedentedly, stood up and walked step by step toward Liu Yiyi, under countless astonished or amused stares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped before Liu Yiyi, her beautiful, seductive face plastered with a seemingly “sincere” smile, her hoarse voice deliberately softened:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yiyi-sis, I’ve wronged you before—I apologize.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, as if expending all her strength to play this “reformed” role:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After yesterday’s conflict, I thought about it deeply...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re fellow disciples; meeting is fate. Why must we make our relationship so hostile?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a deep breath and lowered her posture even further:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I sincerely apologize for my earlier recklessness—I hope you can forgive me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet deep in her eyes, a flash of suppressed fury and resentment darted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t truly changed. She didn’t realize her fault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was simply terrified that her loss of true yin would be exposed—and she’d be punished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, she’d seen yesterday: Liu Yiyi’s background wasn’t ordinary—she was acquainted with an Inner Sect Elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That weight far exceeded that of a regular Outer Sect disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yiyi said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply studied Xu Qinghuan quietly, her cold eyes like two deep pools, revealing no emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, her gaze settled on Xu Qinghuan’s brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, faintly, lay a new maturity utterly unlike yesterday’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an indescribable allure, like the lingering trace of a flower blooming secretly in the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yiyi’s pupils contracted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, she let out a cold laugh—so light, so icy, like an ice shard shattering on stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the girl’s cold, beautiful eyes flashed unmistakable contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she turned and walked away, leaving not a single word behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This bitch! I knew it! Still so good at pretending!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qinghuan watched the retreating figure; her smile froze instantly, then cracked piece by piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was so furious she nearly bit her teeth to shards, her lovely face flushed with rage, barely contained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she held it in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bit her lip so hard she drew blood, swallowing the fire threatening to burst from her chest, inch by inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She kept telling herself: Don’t lash out. Don’t provoke. Don’t let anyone notice anything strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially with the wedding in three months...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart jolted violently; a wave of unbearable sorrow rose to her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn old bastard... don’t you dare lie to me when the time comes!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qinghuan cried out inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, she had no choice but to believe him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Tianyangfeng, in the Tiankui Herb Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the wooden hut, Jiang Ye sat cross-legged on a hard wooden bed, eyes half-closed, breathing slow and deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t move a muscle, like a stone statue fused with the hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside him, the purest true yin energy was being slowly absorbed, spreading through his limbs and bones, nourishing his seventy-year-old decaying body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To ensure peaceful digestion, he had sent Xiao Huo to patrol the herb garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed quickly—before he knew it, three days had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Huo darted through the Tiankui herb garden like a red lightning bolt, joyfully racing back and forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes climbing leaves, sometimes slipping into soil cracks, having the time of its life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sensed something, its head snapping up, its ink-black compound eyes fixed on the wooden door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden door opened, and a figure slipped silently into the garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an old man—but not quite an old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body stood as straight as a spear, his back no longer bent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His aged face still bore wrinkles, but they had faded significantly; deep creases had become shallow, his skin faintly glowing with long-lost luster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His aged eyes, now clear as deep pools, held contained brilliance that made others dare not meet his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Jiang Ye, who had fully absorbed the true yin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood in the garden, closed his eyes, and felt his utterly renewed body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation was unprecedentedly exquisite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every muscle, every bone, every meridian felt as if reforged, brimming with explosive power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That power lay dormant within his flesh, like a sleeping beast, ready to awaken at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t activate any force—he simply raised his fist and swung it forward casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled explosion echoed through the air, like a heavy hammer striking a leather drum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the sonic boom from his fist tearing through compressed air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So this is my strength now...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye slowly retracted his fist, lowering his gaze to his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those hands remained thin and bony, the knuckles still prominent, yet he could clearly feel the power beneath the withered skin—vastly different from three days ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His punch had used only pure physical strength, with no qi infused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his body was purified by True Yin, his current physical strength was nearly equal to that of a healthy man in his forties or fifties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That vitality, that life force, was something he had not felt in decades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Host: Jiang Ye\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifespan: 70\u002F100\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cultivation: Hua Jing (Peak)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destiny: Ascending the Divine Staircase [Effect 1: Extraordinary Comprehension!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mastered Wu Gong: Five Animals Fist (Perfected), Blood Moon Blade (Minor Completion, 1888\u002F2000)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mastered True Intentions: Tiger’s Gait Like Illness, Spirit Monkey’s Thousand Transformations, Startled Deer Leaves No Trace, Riding the Wind to Soar the Heavens\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye glanced at the system panel and nodded in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This True Yin was truly miraculous—it not only purified his body but also propelled his cultivation from Hua Jing Mid-Stage straight to Hua Jing Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he could truly claim to be invincible in Hua Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Wen Yueyao gathers enough contribution points, he can exchange for the Qi Nourishment Method and begin nourishing qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A delighted hiss interrupted his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye looked down and saw Xiao Huo circling his feet, its slender body writhing like an excited puppy, its paired mandibles opening and closing in pleading hisses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It clearly sensed its master’s transformation and was ecstatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha, you’ve worked hard these past three days, little one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye laughed heartily and waved one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The qi in his fingers acted like an invisible magnet, lifting Xiao Huo from the ground and drawing it swiftly into his palm with a “whoosh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Huo wriggled in his palm, emitting a confused hiss, as if puzzled by how it had suddenly “flown.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye gazed down at the crimson, fire-like insect in his palm, his eyes filled with satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reaching Hua Jing Peak, his control over qi had become exquisitely refined—this ability to summon objects from afar was merely a small demonstration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With my current physical strength, I’m ready to cultivate the Golden Body Art!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile curled Jiang Ye’s lips, and a fiery gleam flashed in his aged eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hardening martial art was truly extraordinary!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomorrow, once I gather the herbs and brew the secret elixir, I’ll begin training this hardening technique—and I’ll also go down the mountain to check on Liu Qingshi and the others...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his thoughts shifted, Jiang Ye had already planned his schedule for the next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main herbs required for the Golden Body Art—Snow Yang Flower, Tian Kui Grass, and Green Water Silk—were already available in the herb garden: Tian Kui Grass was on hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow Yang Flower and Green Water Silk would need to be purchased in Fucheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Liu Qingshi’s family, it had been some time since he last visited; this would be a convenient opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and returned to the wooden hut, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the True Yin energy had been fully absorbed, it still needed to be thoroughly stabilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He must adjust his state to peak condition before beginning new cultivation tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, at Jincheng Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night was deep, the moon hidden, the stars sparse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a refined side chamber, the candles had long been extinguished; only moonlight streamed through the lattice windows, spreading a cold silver glow across the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmm...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A graceful figure tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bedding was balled up in her arms, then pushed away, only to be pulled back again—yet no position felt comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Xu Qinghuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, since that night, she had not slept well a single night in these three days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, whenever she closed her eyes, the scene from that night would involuntarily replay in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those images, those sounds, those details she had desperately tried to forget yet remembered with crystal clarity—over and over, they returned, impossible to shake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more she thought about it, the more she began to find the old man’s features refined and handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Am I... really such a lowly servant...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing the thoughts in her mind, Xu Qinghuan shuddered violently, and a misty sheen of tears surfaced in her alluring eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>",2041,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8cf61e0d2e805505cb492a8ef754316d26c795e414f336927357dc6f5687a16b","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-67","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-65",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]