[{"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-98":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},2312590,4520,"Chapter 98: Jiang Ye: I Heard You","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-98",98,"\u003Cp>“This true qi...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng, seeing the crimson-gold true qi in Jiang Ye’s hand, instantly wore an expression of shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze then fell on Yang Han, who had tried to mediate, and his tone grew heavier:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Yang, Feng Gang dared to launch a reckless attack on a Tianqing Sect disciple; we would be entirely justified in killing him on the spot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, a hint of wariness already darkened his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the three great families of Fucheng had formed some alliance to counter Tianqing Sect’s influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he greatly admired Yang Han’s bearing, this concerned Tianqing Sect’s dignity—if she dared interfere, he would strike without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Zheng, rest assured, this humble woman would never dare offend Tianqing Sect’s prestige...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han seemed to notice Zheng Feng’s wariness and stepped back two paces with a wry smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She cast one last long look at Jiang Ye, unmoved, then at Feng Gang’s agonized screams, and sighed softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Feng, I’m powerless to help you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was quiet, yet crystal clear to every ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili, eyes reddened, stared at Jiang Ye—who had acted without hesitation—and tears glistened in her beautiful eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the death of that clan elder, she couldn’t recall the last time someone had protected her like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her, Feng Gang’s agonized screams now sounded utterly sweet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh—!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang glared at Jiang Ye’s impassive old face, his eyes filled with pain, but even more with venom and fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when he saw Chen Lili, so close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nearly spat blood!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just a hair’s breadth away!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the hell did this damned old man come from!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tong Xian! Come help me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang, enduring the searing pain that pierced his marrow, screamed with all his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the inn’s entrance, a middle-aged man in white martial attire stood frozen in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was around fifty, lean and wiry, with high cheekbones and a long face, his perpetually half-lidded eyes giving him a naturally shrewd look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, that shrewd face was blank with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was Tong Xian, a Baodan cultivator heavily patronized by the Feng family, a notable figure in Fucheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This idiot must’ve lost his brains in Fucheng! He dares to touch someone from Tianqing Sect!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xian’s cheek twitched violently as he cursed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he possibly help?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was from Tianqing Sect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he didn’t act, he’d lose face morally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the Feng family’s patron—if word got out, he’d never survive in Fucheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His feet felt rooted; he couldn’t take a single step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he wrestled with his thoughts, Feng Gang’s screams grew even more shrill, rising one after another, echoing through the inn’s main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Huajing-level experts, they dared not move at all—every time it mattered, they all froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could this happen...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Yu, face filled with despair, was paralyzed, trembling all over, unable to move even a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t comprehend what was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang, who had always bullied others in Fucheng, had suddenly kicked a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let... go!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang could no longer bear the searing pain piercing his marrow—he screamed in unbearable torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was no longer human: sharp, piercing, echoing through the hall, sending chills down spines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s Great Sun Heavenly Flame true qi was too brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang desperately summoned the last of his water-element true qi to shield his arm—but the moment the two true qis met, his feeble water qi vanished like morning dew under the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that imbalance, his internal true qi now flickered like a candle in the wind, on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once his true qi was spent...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang finally realized this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The venom and fury that had filled his eyes moments ago were now replaced by a deeper terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His screams shifted tone—from mad rages to trembling pleas: “P-please... let go...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye’s expression didn’t change; his aged eyes remained as calm as still water, as if he hadn’t heard a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His withered hand still gripped Feng Gang’s wrist firmly, crimson-gold true qi flowing endlessly, inch by inch burning the arm to charcoal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, Feng Gang’s internal true qi was nearly exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right hand, from wrist to fingertips, was charred black, flesh curled and peeled back, revealing blackened bones beneath—faintly, a whiff of burnt meat drifted into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such a brutal fire-element true qi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Baodan cultivators inside the inn all felt a jolt at the sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That yang and martial true qi, that casual composure—gave them a completely new understanding of this first-time-seen Elder Jiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han’s autumn-water eyes flickered with a meaning-laden glint as she studied Jiang Ye’s impassive face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This boy’s right hand is completely ruined.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xian’s heart trembled as he saw Feng Gang’s right hand reduced to charcoal—tendons and bones destroyed beyond repair. Worse, the crimson-gold fire was still spreading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that fire reached his heart meridian, Feng Gang wouldn’t just lose a hand—he’d lose his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We can’t let him die here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Tong Xian made his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew a deep breath, a ruthless glint flashing across his shrewd face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steeling himself, he stepped forward, gathering sharp golden true qi into an invisible blade, then slashed down hard onto Feng Gang’s right shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft sound—blood sprayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang’s right hand severed cleanly at the wrist; his eyes rolled back, his body swayed, and he nearly fainted on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xian caught him, his long face taut with tension as he forced himself to speak to Jiang Ye:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Feng family’s young master provoked your sect first—we deeply apologize. We’re leaving now...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without daring to meet Jiang Ye’s gaze, he dragged the nearly unconscious Feng Gang out in disgrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shrewd face now held only the relief of survival and unspeakable dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouted over his shoulder to the stunned Feng family members behind him: “Go! Go quickly...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah... and me too...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Yu snapped out of her daze, her despairing face now filled with panic and terror. She stumbled after them, her skirt catching on the threshold and nearly tripping her—but she didn’t care, scrambled up, and ran, terrified of being left behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye watched the group’s hasty retreat with calm composure, making no move to pursue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply stood there, and deep within his aged eyes, a hidden killing intent flickered—then vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment the Feng family entered the inn, to Feng Gang’s violent attack on Chen Lili, to Jiang Ye’s retaliation and their frantic escape...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had taken less than half a cup of tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The absurd scene left everyone in the inn momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The diners who had come to watch now hunched their shoulders, holding their breath, their gazes toward Jiang Ye filled with awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Jiang’s fire-element true qi has truly opened this humble woman’s eyes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Han stepped forward slowly, her exquisite face wearing perfectly measured astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her autumn-water eyes fixed on Jiang Ye, heavy with unspoken meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Yang flatters me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye smiled faintly, his tone indifferent, showing no interest in further conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The polite smile on Yang Han’s face paused slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She studied Jiang Ye deeply, then smiled gracefully and turned away without pressing further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her back remained elegant and composed, as if the brief awkwardness had never occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After everyone resumed their seats, Zheng Hui hurried to Jiang Ye’s side, her dark eyes shining with admiration:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew Elder Jiang was powerful! I can sense the fire in your body—it’s much hotter than my brother’s, at least twice as hot as my brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How had he become a unit of measurement?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had no time to dwell on it—he stared at Jiang Ye with eager anticipation and whispered: “Elder Jiang, are you cultivating the Great Sun Heavenly Flame Qi Cultivation Method?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meeting Zheng Feng’s hopeful, seeking gaze, Jiang Ye gave a slight nod: “Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zheng Feng’s expression was far more shaken than Wen Yueyao’s had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had personally cultivated this Qi-nourishing method, and knew better than anyone else how difficult it was—he had trained hard for over a year and still hadn’t generated even a trace of Yang fire Qi, eventually having to give up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this old man before him hadn’t just mastered it—he had used it to form his Golden Core, and just now had casually crushed Feng Gang with this true Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew a deep breath, his clear, handsome face filled with sincere admiration:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m truly impressed, Elder Jiang! As for talent, I couldn’t catch up to you even if I rode a thousand horses!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye smiled faintly: “Young Master Zheng flatters me—I merely had a bit of luck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Chen Lili couldn’t smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes were red, tears swirling in their depths, her gaze toward Jiang Ye brimming with gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice trembled with sobs, thick with nasal congestion: “Elder Jiang, thank you...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye waved a hand slightly, frowning slightly as he asked, puzzled: “Chen girl, did that man have some grudge against you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng and Zheng Hui, the brother and sister, silently perked up their ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gossip is human nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang had dared to attack Chen Lili despite her being a disciple of the Azure Heaven Sect—there must have been some deep, bitter hatred between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Jiang Ye, who had just saved her, Chen Lili no longer wished to hide anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She fell silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and spoke, her voice still trembling with tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili was the daughter of Chen Yanzhou, head of the Chen family, and by rights should have enjoyed endless wealth and honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, her mother came from a lowly background; her maternal family had once clashed fiercely with the Chen family, and as a result, mother and daughter were both deeply neglected within the household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After her mother died young from illness, Chen Lili’s situation in the Chen family grew even more dire—she had only one clan elder who showed her occasional kindness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When that clan elder passed away, Chen Lili lost all support within the Chen family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three great families maintained regular contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, Feng Gang of the Feng family came to visit the Chen family. Perhaps he knew Chen Lili was neglected, or perhaps he had long coveted her beauty—he took advantage of a moment when no one was around and harbored ill intentions toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Chen Lili had trained in martial arts since childhood; she fought back fiercely, thwarting Feng Gang’s attempt, and even kicked him squarely in the groin, turning him into a one-testicle warrior...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing she had committed a grave offense, and fearing punishment, Chen Lili dared not stay home a moment longer—she fled under cover of night and eventually joined the Azure Heaven Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that’s how it was.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone understood at once, nodding in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Feng Gang flew into such a rage upon seeing Chen Lili—it wasn’t just any grudge, it was a grudge that robbed him of his lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One could only wonder how he’d satisfy that beautiful young lady Sun Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister! Well done! That’s how you deal with scum like him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui slammed her fist on the table, her dark eyes gleaming with satisfaction:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too bad you didn’t completely cripple him—so he wouldn’t go around harming other women! That would’ve been truly satisfying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng sighed with a touch of admiration: “I never imagined Sister Chen had such a past! I, Zheng Feng, am truly impressed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye said nothing, merely nodded slightly and lifted his teacup to sip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Chen Lili’s account was brief, he could hear from her trembling voice that these years had not been easy for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister! Hold tight to Elder Jiang’s leg! Your foolish father might one day beg on his knees for you to return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui’s face brimmed with indignation, as if she had fully immersed herself in the story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng nodded slightly in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He now admired Jiang Ye even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, hearing Zheng Hui tell her to cling to Elder Jiang’s leg...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili’s mind involuntarily flashed back to the joke she’d made with Lu Ming before leaving—she’d at least wanted to bear twins...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lili flushed crimson and shook her head awkwardly: “I’m just afraid this incident today might bring trouble to Elder Jiang—Feng Gang is the type to hold a grudge...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, her gaze toward Jiang Ye was filled with apologetic worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ye smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hold a grudge?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d need a chance to do so first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Feng sneered: “Feng family wouldn’t dare provoke a senior of the Azure Heaven Sect—even if they had ten times their courage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, the food arrived; everyone was hungry and immediately began eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night had grown deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud! Thud...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen swift horses galloped along the road, hooves pounding in frantic disarray, shattering the silence of night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Feng, hold on a little longer—we’ll reach Fucheng soon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xian spoke in a low, tense voice, his sharp face taut with anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept glancing back, his eyes filled with dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fire Qi had been too brutal—though it had only entered for a moment, it had already penetrated deep into Feng Gang’s lungs and organs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he wasn’t treated promptly, he might die before they reached their destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh... huh...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the horse behind him, Feng Gang’s face was as white as paper, eyes tightly shut, his former arrogance vanished—he breathed weakly, each gasp wracked with unbearable pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cloth wrapped around his severed arm was soaked through with blood, emitting a strong stench of iron in the night wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Yu sat steadily behind him, gripping his body tightly to keep him from falling off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes were glazed, her expression vacant—she had yet to recover from tonight’s shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gust of wind suddenly roared through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xian instinctively looked up—and in the next instant, his pupils shrank to needle points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This... this is...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure soared through the air like a bird!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure moved at blinding speed, catching up to their horses in the blink of an eye, then landed lightly and firmly directly ahead of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone can fly? How is that possible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Xian’s heart surged with shock—he yanked the reins hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoa!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Feng family’s followers all pulled their horses to a stop; neighs rose in chaotic chorus, echoing through the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What was that just now...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It looked like someone flew over our heads...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did I imagine that...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It landed right in front of us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stared at the figure blocking their path, eyes wide with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tong Xian... why did we stop...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Gang opened his eyes weakly, his voice barely audible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It... it seems someone’s ahead...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Yu spoke, her voice trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t seen the figure flying overhead—she’d only noticed, suddenly, a gaunt silhouette standing motionless on the road ahead, like an ancient tree rooted in the center of the path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, the figure spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was ancient and calm, yet crystal clear to every ear, as if chatting casually over tea:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard you’ve been looking for me.”\u003C\u002Fp>",2558,"2026-06-20T12:57:27.461Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a305261e0aa38525f660d37e8d503058e95b3ae8ab4757d76ea950c3920ab59d","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-99","don-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-chapter-97",268,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdon-t-mock-the-poor-old-man-gains-a-year-of-cult-cover.jpg"]