I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 Bridge

While Lin Feng and Ning Xi continued to eat, savoring every bite of the exquisitely prepared dishes, the world outside moved on at its steady, unrelenting pace.

Night fell in an instant, painting the city in shadows and golden lantern light.

But in one corner of the world, someone could not find even a moment’s rest, haunted by the events of the morning.

“Father! You must avenge me! I want Lin Feng dead! I don’t have any balls anymore because of him!” Li Tianhao’s voice echoed through the halls as he raged and wept simultaneously.

His once-proud, handsome face was now contorted with pain, fury, and humiliation.

The features that had once drawn admiration were now little more than a broken mask of what had been.

His teeth had been shattered, his lower body completely crushed, leaving him in a state no man wished to remember… or endure.

Madness glittered in his eyes, a raw, burning hatred that consumed him utterly.

All he could think of was Lin Feng and the injustice he had suffered at his hands.

“We will get that cursed Lin Feng, Hao’er! Your father will take revenge for you!” a middle-aged man said firmly, clenching his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

His voice carried both anger and resolve.

Even he, a man seasoned in the ways of the world, could not hide the fury burning in his chest.

Three divine physicians had already examined Li Tianhao’s condition, and the verdict was grim.

His teeth could be restored… through rare, expensive pills, their cultivation knowledge, and careful healing techniques.

That, at least, offered some hope.

But his lower body… that was another matter entirely.

It was the very source of life, the vessel of vitality and the keeper of the seeds of life… delicate, precious, and irreplaceable, not something that could simply be repaired or restored.

The three physicians exchanged solemn glances.

Their conclusion was unanimous, delivered with heavy hearts.

It could not be fixed.

The part of him that defined him as a man was gone.

Li Tianhao had, in an instant, become a eunuch.

The reality of it hit him like a hammer. Anger and despair mingled into something uncontrollable.

He had lost more than just pride… he had lost a fundamental part of himself.

Rage, shame, and humiliation warped his features, twisting them into a mask of fury.

Every thought in his mind revolved around one thing… Lin Feng.

And yet, despite the pain, despite the absolute devastation, Li Tianhao did not die.

“Wait a minute, Hao’er. I’ll send a letter to the Chief Warden of the Resource Hall first. We will act only once we get a reply,” Li Tianhao’s father said firmly, his tone calm but carrying an unshakable authority.

He had wanted to move immediately, to strike Lin Feng down here and now, to exact vengeance for his son’s humiliation.

But he knew such rash actions were dangerous.

Matters like this were never as simple as anger might dictate.

Lin Feng had already displayed several abnormal abilities… skills and powers that no cultivator at his apparent realm should have been capable of wielding.

Acting blindly without understanding the full extent of Lin Feng’s strength could bring catastrophe upon the Li Clan.

The Li Clan had endured for over two thousand years in Clear Moon City not through brute force or reckless vengeance, but through careful calculation, strategy, and patience.

Randomly targeting someone… no matter how much they had wronged the clan was a path to ruin.

Only by understanding one’s enemy, by measuring power and circumstance, could the clan ensure its survival.

One wrong step, one miscalculation, and generations of effort could collapse overnight.

There were countless stories that circulated through the xianxia world, cautionary tales passed down from those who had survived or failed to survive the brutal realities of life.

They were real-life lessons, etched in blood and misfortune, suffered by the luckless, and meant to serve as warnings to those who followed.

To the careless or arrogant, even the smallest misstep could lead to tragedy, often in ways that were entirely unexpected.

Take, for example, the prince who had been cast aside and locked in a dungeon simply because he sneezed during a royal wedding.

There was another man who had accidentally made eye contact with a senior cultivator, a mistake that proved fatal.

That senior, interpreting the brief glance as an intolerable insult and a declaration of war, had reacted with terrifying severity.

He was quoted as saying…

“How dare a mere mortal look directly at my magnificent self?” The unfortunate man was killed without hesitation and before his life was taken, the senior ensured that his family line, nine generations deep, was entirely extinguished.

The sheer ruthlessness of such retribution became a whispered warning throughout the land.

Even minor accidents could turn fatal.

Someone once accidentally bumped into a stronger cultivator in a crowded hall.

The stronger cultivator, known for a cruel streak and a prideful ego, reportedly said…

“Cut off your own arm, and I might leave your corpse intact.” The victim had no choice but to comply or die immediately.

Auctions, supposed gatherings of refinement and wealth, were no safer.

One unlucky bidder won a rare artifact, only to discover that the loser had been waiting outside the city walls with an ambush.

Even immense talent was not a guarantee of safety.

One prodigy, blessed with extraordinary abilities that surpassed his peers, became a target of jealousy and fear.

A rival, unable to tolerate such brilliance, poisoned his tea and then threw him off a cliff, extinguishing the young man’s life in a single cruel moment.

His talent, which should have been his greatest asset, had become the reason for his death.

And yet, these were only a few examples.

The xianxia world was a realm where danger lurked in every corner, where pride and ambition could swiftly turn into death sentences.

Misfortune could arise from the most mundane acts.

This was precisely why the Li Clan took such extreme precautions to ensure that such a fate could never befall them.