[{"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-85":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},2312577,4520,"Chapter 85: Zheng Feng","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-85",85,"\u003Cp>He shook his head slightly, saying nothing more, then stepped toward the wooden hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lü Ming and Chen Lili exchanged a glance and hurried after him, their eager demeanor like two eager apprentices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha, Elder Jiang!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a boisterous laugh, a tipsy figure staggered into the herb garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man carried a flask of wine, swaying every three steps yet planting each foot with perfect steadiness—clearly drunk in body but sharp in mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All three turned toward the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The newcomer was none other than the former herb garden elder, Qin Lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face, flushed from years of drinking, now wore a broad, contented smile; his eyes were narrowed to slits, yet glimmered with rare clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Qin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s aged eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, since Fang Ming was killed by the fire centipede, he hadn’t seen this drunkard in quite some time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him to show up today was unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two wait outside for a moment—I need to speak with Elder Jiang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lie glanced drunkenly at Lü Ming and Chen Lili.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged a look and immediately nodded politely: “Elder Jiang, Elder Qin, we’ll take our leave then...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Qin, come inside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye waved slightly and led Qin Lie into the wooden hut, where the two sat facing each other at a simple wooden table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lie plopped down, slammed the flask onto the table with a thud, then threw back his head and laughed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang, you’ve been hiding your true strength well!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head, his flushed face filled with awe:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought you’d just come here to idle away your days. I never expected someone your age would silently achieve Golden Core!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised a thumb, his drunken face brimming with genuine admiration:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impressive! Truly impressive! Qin owes you great respect!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye smiled faintly, saying nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lie took another gulp of wine, wiped his lips, then suddenly slapped his thigh:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come to think of it, I owe you a proper thanks!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned closer, lowering his voice, his tone laced with malicious delight:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Golden Core breakthrough has finally freed me from this boring herb garden! I’ve wanted to leave for ages—day after day staring at herbs, I’m sick of it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he shoved the flask toward Jiang Ye, sliding it to the center of the table and tapping its body firmly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang, this wine is my thanks—please, you must accept it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, a hint of pride rising on his flushed face:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I brewed this medicinal wine using premium herbs—it’s even more nourishing than elixirs, worth no less than fifty thousand taels of silver. You can’t buy it anywhere outside!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Jiang Ye, who had intended to refuse, now showed a flicker of interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the flask—plain and unadorned, yet faintly exuding a rich, mellow herbal aroma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang, try some!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lie laughed heartily, his face full of anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then Jiang will not refuse your kindness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye made no pretense—he reached out and broke the clay seal on the flask’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A potent blend of wine and herbal fragrance instantly filled the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted the flask slightly and took a small sip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smooth on the tongue, sliding down the throat like silk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the wine entered his body, a scorching warmth erupted within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warmth traveled down his throat, spreading instantly through limbs and bones, nourishing his blood and qi, warming his tendons and sinews.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More astonishing still—his true qi within the dantian trembled slightly, becoming denser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wine possessed the effects of both Blood-Nourishing and Qi-Condensation elixirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s eyes brightened; he took another sip, savoring it slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, he set the flask down and sincerely praised:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Truly an excellent wine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha! I knew Elder Jiang was a connoisseur!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lie, a man obsessed with wine, grinned wider at Jiang Ye’s praise—even his address shifted from “Elder Jiang” to “Brother Jiang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rubbed his hands together, looking more satisfied than if he’d drunk it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps sounded outside the hut—steady, powerful, unhurried, utterly unlike Lü Ming’s bouncy, skipping gait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye and Qin Lie both turned to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure walked along the garden path—his face refined and handsome, seemingly no older than twenty, clad in the formal robes of a True Disciple of Tianyangfeng, his aura radiating a restrained yet palpable heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zheng Feng, what are you doing here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lie raised an eyebrow, slurring slightly, his tone a mix of surprise and familiarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Jiang Ye’s eyes flickered with subtle surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So this was the other True Disciple of Tianyangfeng—Zheng Feng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was taken aback; he hadn’t expected even a True Disciple would come to visit him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the value of eliminating Heifeng Zhai  was far greater than he’d imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I came to pay my respects to Elder Jiang, didn’t expect Elder Qin was here too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng stepped into the hut, his gaze sweeping over Qin Lie before settling on the seated elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bowed respectfully to Qin Lie, then turned to Jiang Ye and clasped his fists in a formal, solemn gesture:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard you single-handedly wiped out Heifeng Zhai —I deeply admire your courage and skill, and have come to pay my respects!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye smiled faintly, his expression devoid of arrogance, as calm and unruffled as ever: “I never thought old man Jiang would have such a reputation. Zheng True Disciple, please sit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the invitation, Zheng Feng sat properly beside the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced around the humble hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A table and chairs made of rough planks, a hard wooden bed, a corner piled with miscellaneous items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze toward Jiang Ye grew even more reverent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He murmured softly: “I never imagined Elder Jiang was still a cultivator of hardship. To reach such a realm in such poverty—truly admirable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You ought to learn well from Elder Jiang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lie laughed loudly, slapping the table, his flushed face gleeful:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At his age, Elder Jiang took down Heifeng Zhai  alone!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And you? A Golden Core cultivator, sent to pacify Anxi County—and you let Bai Lao San, a peak Transformation cultivator, slip right through your fingers!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head, grinning:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s an embarrassment to Tianyangfeng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Zheng Feng’s refined face flushed with embarrassment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chuckled awkwardly, a mix of helplessness and self-mockery: “Bai Lao San may have been only a Transformation cultivator, but his footwork was unusually skilled... I was careless...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d gone to Anxi County to quell unrest, hoping to eliminate the infamous “Yunling Six Demons” and earn great merit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What happened instead...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He failed to capture even a peak Transformation cultivator—this incident had become his black mark, constantly teased by others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three chatted awhile, the atmosphere gradually warming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng, though noble in status, spoke humbly; Qin Lie, though a drunkard, was well-traveled; Jiang Ye listened calmly, occasionally interjecting a few words—conversation flowed smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they talked, Zheng Feng finally couldn’t hold back his curiosity:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang, they say Heifeng Zhai  was heavily guarded—ten paces apart, five paces apart, sentries everywhere. I’m truly curious—how did you slip past them and wipe them out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, adding: “If it’s too sensitive, please forget I asked.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Qin Lie perked up, his drunken face unusually serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, he too was deeply interested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye had anticipated this question. He smiled faintly, speaking plainly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old man Jiang has some skill in concealing his qi. I slipped in under cover of darkness and wind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He added: “By the time the bandit leaders realized what happened, it was too late.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the truth—whether they believed it or not was beyond his concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that’s how it was.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng and Qin Lie both nodded thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither asked what concealment technique Jiang Ye used.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inquiring into another’s martial methods was taboo everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few more words, Zheng Feng suddenly pulled a delicate jade vial from his sleeve and offered it to Jiang Ye with sincere respect:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang, when you were promoted to Elder of Tianyangfeng, I was out on cultivation trials and failed to offer my congratulations in time. This is a small token of my respect—please accept it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye took the jade porcelain vial; before opening it, he caught a rich, clean fragrance drifting from its mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes flashed bright instantly, and he blurted out: “Is this Qingqing Spirit Liquid?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even through the bottle, the fragrance was so potent—it clearly contained far more than a single drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng really knows how to make an impression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s right,” Zheng Feng nodded slightly, his face wearing a sincere smile. “A humble gift, insufficient to show respect—I humbly beg Elder Jiang to accept it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you for your kindness, Zheng Zhenchuan. Then this old man will boldly accept it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye chuckled and tucked the jade porcelain vial into his robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had it been any other item, he might have refused it politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhong Lao of the Zanggong Pavilion had told him: Qingqing Spirit Liquid could be taken internally and also applied externally to aid cultivation of the True Fire Gazing Technique—the very thing he needed most right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You really went all out, kid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Qin Lie stared, eyes wide, swaying drunkenly, his face brimming with envy: “When are you going to bring me a gift like this?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the drunkard, Zheng Feng glanced at him helplessly and smiled wryly: “Elder Qin, I know you love liquor—I’ll bring you a few good bottles next time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t want liquor—I want Qingqing Spirit Liquid too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lie shook his head drunkenly, looking like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng chuckled awkwardly and dared not reply further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, even for us True Transmission disciples, Qingqing Spirit Liquid is scarce—only three drops per month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for genuine admiration of Elder Jiang’s feat of single-handedly wiping out Heifengzhai, and if not for wanting to forge a connection, I’d never have parted with something so precious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief idle chat, Zheng Feng rose to take his leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Lie also staggered to his feet: “Elder Jiang, I’ll come find you for another drink next time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very well. Take care, both of you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye rose to see them off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching their figures vanish at the end of the herb garden path, Jiang Ye turned back inside and pulled out the secret manual: True Fire Gazing Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could hardly wait to begin cultivating this art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fucheng, Su family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? The one who wiped out Heifengzhai… is Elder Jiang of Tianyangfeng, Qingqing Sect?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yan finally learned who the warrior was that had wiped out Black Wind Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>",1790,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7035134d1d46d1cfc24772b755222318bfb7cf7fc601b05ec0640d49e8735dbc","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-86","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-84",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]