[{"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-97":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},2312589,4520,"Chapter 97: Elder Jiang, Give Me a Favor!","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-97",97,"\u003Cp>The violet-clad woman glided gracefully to the table where Jiang Ye and the others sat, her skirt flowing like water, rippling with soft light under the lanterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bowed slightly, a faint, perfectly measured smile on her lips, her voice like pearls clinking against jade plates:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am Yang Han, honored to meet the members of the Tianqing Sect...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her every gesture was flawless, each frown and smile carrying an enduring, intoxicating grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To all who saw her smile, it felt as if bathed in spring breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng rose immediately to return her bow, clasping his fists solemnly: “I am Zheng Feng—we’ve actually met a few times before, Miss Yang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han regarded him with a smiling gaze, her eyes glinting: “Zheng Zhenchuan of Tianyangfeng—I’ve never forgotten you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, the ever-cautious Zheng Feng couldn’t help but smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui, who had chattered nonstop beside Chen Lili on the journey, now cowered in the corner like a social phobe, trembling with shyness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han was simply too beautiful—she made Chen Lili feel utterly inadequate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng shook his head helplessly: “Miss Yang, this is my younger sister. She’s shy when traveling—please don’t take offense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han smiled faintly, saying nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze shifted, finally settling on Jiang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s expression was calm; he was about to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yang Han beat him to it, her smile deepening: “If I’m not mistaken, this gentleman must be Elder Jiang—the one who single-handedly wiped out Heifeng Village?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s brow lifted slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his aged face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled faintly, his tone unreadable: “I didn’t know my humble reputation had reached Miss Yang’s ears.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not humble at all,” Yang Han replied with genuine admiration, her eyes like autumn waters fixed on Jiang Ye as if gazing upon some great hero: “Elder Jiang’s feat fills me with profound respect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then her gaze turned to Chen Lili beside her, lingering a moment longer on that familiar face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deeper, more meaningful smile touched Yang Han’s lips:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s been a long time, Lili. I didn’t know you’d been with the Tianqing Sect all these years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Jiang Ye and the Zheng siblings both showed signs of surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t expected Chen Lili to know this Yang family heiress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s thoughts shifted rapidly—he understood at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chen family was one of the three great clans of Fucheng; it made sense she knew Yang Han.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili’s face twisted into an unnatural smile—polite, distant, and layered with a complexity even she couldn’t name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave a slight nod, her voice softer than usual: “It’s been a long time, Sister Yang. You’ve grown even more beautiful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if remembering something, she asked: “Are you also heading to Tai’anshan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han smiled lightly, the expression blooming across her exquisite face like a fleeting Tanhua —breathtakingly beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded, her tone now carrying a righteous gravity:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. We’ve received word that the Seven Kill Cult’s demons are active near Tai’anshan...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, her gaze sweeping over them, her expression growing more solemn:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Destroying demonic sects is everyone’s duty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Yang family holds some standing in Yunling Prefecture—how could we stand idly by?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words were noble, flawless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet all present knew the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Destroying the demonic sect” was merely an excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real goal was to seize a share of the spoils at Tai’anshan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none among them voiced it aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han did not linger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She acted with perfect restraint—merely came to greet them, then smiled and took her leave, disturbing neither Jiang Ye nor his companions’ meal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Yang Han’s graceful figure vanish around the staircase corner, Jiang Ye’s aged eyes flickered with something unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around her, a dense, vital wood qi radiated—pure and enduring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, a master of wood-element true qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So the Yang family has sent two Golden Core cultivators.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng covertly scanned the Yang family’s group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides Yang Han, there was a short, stout middle-aged man in gray robes, radiating a strong fire qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, another Golden Core cultivator, specializing in fire-element true qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, more people are coming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui suddenly flared her nostrils, her youthful face frowning with distaste:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s perfume, but also... a stench of lust.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had she spoken—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another group entered the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At their head was a man in luxurious brocade robes, handsome but shadowed by an inescapable aura of gloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked with a heavy, oppressive step; even the serving boy who rushed forward recoiled half a step under his presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him followed a slender, stunningly beautiful young woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face was etched with grief, eyes swollen and red—she had clearly wept bitterly not long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing them, Chen Lili’s expression changed slightly; her fists clenched unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng glanced casually, then sneered without restraint: “The Feng family’s come to join the party too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing Jiang Ye was new to Fucheng, he whispered an explanation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang, the leader is Feng Gang, third young master of the Feng family. He’s a Golden Core cultivator too—but he’s nothing compared to Yang Han just now...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Zheng Feng’s face twisted with undisguised contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed the man’s water qi was shallow and unstable—clearly forced to Golden Core through massive resource investment. Such a man would be forever stuck at the early stage, never advancing further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Zheng Feng looked down on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the woman beside him is Sun Yu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng’s tone turned gossipy: “She’s the sole survivor of the ‘Beheading Demon’ massacre that shook the prefecture last month. Word is she swore a blood oath to avenge her family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? I’ve heard of that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s expression didn’t change; his aged eyes held a glint of amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his teacup, sipped, and spoke calmly: “So she’s the one who slipped through the net from the Sun family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui couldn’t resist adding: “That’s the one reeking of lust.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng coughed lightly, exasperated: “Little girl, watch your tongue!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crying, crying—always crying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang stormed into the inn, cursing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glared at the woman beside him, shouting: “You’ve ruined my mood with all your weeping!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband... I can’t help it...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Yu trembled, her voice thick with sorrow: “Every time I close my eyes, I see Father, Mother, and Second Brother blaming me for not avenging them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t I already tell you I’ve sent people to investigate?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang exploded, his voice echoing through the inn’s main hall: “‘Beheading Demon’... I’ll cut his head off and kick it like a ball for you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he raged, his gaze fell on the violet-clad figure nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His dark eyes instantly filled with unrestrained greed; his face twisted into a lewd grin:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Yang, you’re as swift as ever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward to flatter her—then his peripheral vision caught another table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bloodshot eyes locked onto Chen Lili beside Jiang Ye; a fury unlike any he’d known exploded within him like a volcano.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You damn Chen Lili!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang snarled, laughing through his rage, voice thick with mad hatred: “All these years I couldn’t find you... you’ve been hiding in the Tianqing Sect!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All these years I couldn't find you... turns out you'd hidden yourself at the Tianqing Sect!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lunged forward like a rabid dog, true qi surging in his palm, fingers curled into a fist, smashing toward Chen Lili’s skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The punch was swift and brutal—meant to shatter her head and ease his burning hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Monster!! Do you think I’m afraid of you?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Feng Gang’s sudden attack, Chen Lili showed no fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brow was twisted with utter revulsion; her internal force erupted, ready to meet Feng Gang’s Golden Core power with her own Transformation Stage strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter how weak Feng Gang was, he was still a Golden Core cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With true qi amplifying him, his speed was astonishing; his water-charged fist closed on Chen Lili’s face in a blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With true qi enhancing him, his speed was astonishing; his heavy fist, condensed with moisture, closed in on Chen Lili's face in the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A withered hand, like a phantom, shot out and seized Feng Gang’s wrist with perfect stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A withered hand, like a ghost, reached out and firmly gripped Feng Gang’s wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That full-force strike could no longer advance by so much as an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How dare you lay hands on a disciple of Tianqing Sect? You’ve got quite the nerve.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye let out a cold laugh, his aged face now filled with chilling menace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Feng family really wants to die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng, who had been about to intervene, also sneered and stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though I don’t know what deep grudge Feng Gang holds against Chen Lili, how dare outsiders touch a Tianqing Sect member?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a brilliant crimson-gold aura erupted from Jiang Ye’s palm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The water-element true qi concentrated in Feng Gang’s hand evaporated instantly before the supreme yang and fierce flame, like snow melting under the scorching sun; the searing heat surged afterward, wildly spreading up his wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh—!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang, who had moments ago been raging like a madman, let out a piercing, agonized scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His handsome face twisted into an unrecognizable mask of torment; he thrashed wildly but could not break free from that withered hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang, could you please grant me a favor and show mercy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han, standing a short distance away, stepped forward slowly, her stunning face wearing a graceful smile, her voice soft and sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jiang Ye didn’t even glance at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He merely gazed down at the screaming Feng Gang in his hand, his aged eyes utterly expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smile on Yang Han’s face froze slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the first time—ever—that she had been so publicly humiliated.\u003C\u002Fp>",1637,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","fe603040873af06ef69affd98c3e36395cfdc6dbcfd15e4948143e2c43b32eee","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-98","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-96",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]