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

Chapter 118 Your Cheeks Are Softer Than Your Sword Technique · Nov 04, 2026

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101 Chapter 101 My Inner Demon is Surprisingly Persuasive 2026-11-04
102 Chapter 102 Stop Marinating Me, I’m Not a Spirit Chicken! 2026-11-04
103 Chapter 103 I’m Only Here for the Loot, Please Put Your Clothes Back On (Bonus - for weekly Webnovel Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!) 2026-11-04
104 Chapter 104 Is It a Heavenly Vision or Is the Demoness Actually Sitting on Me? 2026-11-04
105 Chapter 105 A Pair of Peaks That Could Suppress the Nine Heavens 2026-11-04
106 Chapter 106 The Sword Goddess Fights Best in a Nightgown 2026-11-04
107 Chapter 107 The Redness of Her Blush Matches the Setting Sun 2026-11-04
108 Chapter 108 Her Legs Go All the Way Up to the Immortal Realm 2026-11-04
109 Chapter 109 How to Achieve Enlightenment While Eating Spicy Noodles 2026-11-04
110 Chapter 110 I Slapped Him So Hard His Great-Grandfather Felt It 2026-11-04
111 Chapter 111 The Sect Flower Wants a Dual Cultivation Partner 2026-11-04
112 Chapter 112 Kneel and Call Me Grandfather 2026-11-04
113 Chapter 113 Don’t Breathe Too Loudly, You’ll Offend the Ancestor’s Aura 2026-11-04
114 Chapter 114 So Rich that Even My Enemies Ask for Investments 2026-11-04
115 Chapter 115 Slapped Into The Next Realm 2026-11-04
116 Chapter 116 This Villain Has Too Much Dialogue 2026-11-04
117 Chapter 117 Is it a Bloodline Limit or Just Poor Plumbing? 2026-11-04
118 Chapter 118 Your Cheeks Are Softer Than Your Sword Technique 2026-11-04
119 Chapter 119 The True Meaning of the Deepest Dao 2026-11-04
120 Chapter 120 Why Fly on a Sword When You Can Roll Like a Boulder? 2026-11-04
121 Chapter 121 A Countenance That Defies the Natural Order 2026-11-04
122 Chapter 122 Rules are for Those Without a Foundation Establishment Father 2026-11-04
123 Chapter 123 My Resume is as Thin as a Cicada’s Wing 2026-11-04
124 Chapter 124 If Being Charming is a Crime, She Deserves the Lightning Tribulation 2026-11-04
125 Chapter 125 My Skeleton Glows in the Dark Now 2026-11-04
126 Chapter 126 This is Not Even My Final Form 2026-11-04
127 Chapter 127 Young Man, Your Sword is Blocking My Sunlight 2026-11-04
128 Chapter 128 You Call This Cuisine? My Dog Eats Better Spiritual Rice! (Bonus - for weekly Webnovel Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!) 2026-11-04
129 Chapter 129 The Ancestor Demands Your Forehead 2026-11-04
130 Chapter 130 I Don’t Care if You’re an Immortal Emperor, Take Off Your Shoes! 2026-11-04
131 Chapter 131 Swallowing the Sun Because It Looked Like an Orange 2026-11-04
132 Chapter 132 The Heavens Gave Her Two Great Mountains to Carry 2026-11-04
133 Chapter 133 I Could Defeat You with My Eyes Closed, But I Like Watching You Fail! 2026-11-04
134 Chapter 134 Stop Following Me, I’m Just Going to the Bathroom! 2026-11-04
135 Chapter 135 The Phoenix Yearns to be Ridden 2026-11-04
136 Chapter 136 She’s Reaching for My Hidden Dragon 2026-11-04
137 Chapter 137 Why is This Boulder So Warm and Squishy? 2026-11-04
138 Chapter 138 The Peerless Sword Queen Wants to Polish My Blade 2026-11-04
139 Chapter 139 The Widow’s Seduction Power Level is Over 9000! 2026-11-04
140 Chapter 140 Wait, Is This Training or a Honeymoon? 2026-11-04
141 Chapter 141 My Divine Sense Penetrated More Than Just Her Illusion 2026-11-04
142 Chapter 142 Wrestling with the Fairy until the Sun Rises 2026-11-04
143 Chapter 143 The Parched Flower Begs for the Morning Dew 2026-11-04
144 Chapter 144 You Coughed in My Direction Three Years Ago 2026-11-04
145 Chapter 145 Why Stop at the Treasure? Take the Walls Too! 2026-11-04
146 Chapter 146 Why is the Goddess Carrying a Brick? 2026-11-04
147 Chapter 147 If You Treat Me Like a Porcelain Doll, I’ll Break Your Arm 2026-11-04
148 Chapter 148 The Empress and the Saintess Are Fighting Over Your Sword 2026-11-04
149 Chapter 149 The Sword Fairy Fears My Chopsticks 2026-11-04
150 Chapter 150 The Fair Maiden’s Dumplings Are Soft, Plump, and Irresistibly Delicious 2026-11-04

Chapter 118: Chapter 118 Your Cheeks Are Softer Than Your Sword Technique

The scent of soap slowly replaced the sour stench.

The spectators watched in stunned disbelief.

Lin Feng had just erased a gang.

And now he was mopping.

Somehow, that image was more unsettling than the fall of Mo Yan.

It meant he did not see what he had done as extraordinary.

It was simply… maintenance.

Within minutes, the overturned chairs were straightened.

The wooden floor regained its polished sheen.

The tables were restored as if the chaos had never happened.

The restaurant returned to its peaceful atmosphere.

As though thirty-seven men had not just collapsed moments earlier.

Ling Lan, still shaken, resumed cooking.

The steady rhythm of her knife against the cutting board slowly returned.

The sizzle of oil filled the air again.

Life… resumed.

Lin Feng washed his hands carefully, scrubbing each finger with deliberate thoroughness.

He dried them with a clean cloth and returned to his seat.

He sat down.

Picked up his chopsticks.

Then paused.

He stared at his hands for a long moment.

They were steady.

Clean.

Unstained.

“My hands are still innocent,” he murmured quietly, barely above a whisper.

His fingers flexed slightly.

“Still free of blood.”

There was no pride in his voice.

No regret either.

Just observation.

He leaned back slightly, eyes distant for a fleeting second.

“I wonder how long that will last.”

The words were soft, almost contemplative like a man aware that the path before him would not remain so clean forever.

Outside, no one dared to speak loudly.

The pile of unconscious bodies at the entrance was a silent warning.

And inside the restaurant, Lin Feng calmly resumed eating… each bite measured, each movement composed like a man who had not merely defeated a gang…

But brushed dust off his sleeve.

Another hour passed before Lin Feng finally set down his chopsticks.

He had eaten at an unhurried pace, savoring every dish as if the earlier chaos outside had been nothing more than a passing drizzle.

The last of the delicious broth was drained, the final morsel of tender meat swallowed, and only then did he wipe his lips with a silk handkerchief, his movements calm and refined.

By that time, more than a dozen city guards had arrived.

They surrounded his table in a loose circle, their armor clinking faintly as they shifted their weight.

The captain, a burly man with sharp eyes, stepped forward.

“State your name,” he demanded.

“Lin Feng,” he replied casually, leaning back in his chair.

“And your relation to the incident outside?”

Lin Feng blinked, as though genuinely confused. “Incident? I was simply eating.”

The captain’s brow twitched. “Those men were found foaming at the mouth. Unconscious. You expect us to believe you know nothing?”

Lin Feng shrugged lightly.

“I truly don’t. One moment I was enjoying the chef’s excellent cooking. The next, they were on the ground blowing bubbles like children playing in a pond.”

A few guards struggled not to laugh.

The captain narrowed his eyes. “You did not leave your seat?”

“No.”

“You did not make a move?”

“No.”

“You did not even raise your voice?”

Lin Feng smiled faintly. “Why would I? The food was delicious.”

The guards were skeptical. However, the restaurant was full at the time.

Dozens of witnesses had seen everything clearly. One by one, they were questioned.

“It’s true,” an elderly man insisted. “Teacher Lin Feng never stood up.”

“He didn’t even glance their way,” a young cultivator added.

“I was watching the whole time,” said another. “He didn’t touch them.”

Faced with consistent testimonies, the captain finally exhaled through his nose.

“Very well. You may go. But if we find otherwise…”

“You won’t,” Lin Feng replied smoothly.

With the matter settled, the tension in the room dissipated.

Lin Feng calmly approached the counter to settle the bill.

Ling Lan stood there, her eyes still slightly red from the earlier fright.

Her delicate fingers trembled as she calculated the total cost.

When she announced the sum, Lin Feng did not even glance at it.

He placed a huge bag of gold coins on the counter.

The sound it made when it landed was heavy. Too heavy.

Ling Lan froze.

“D-dear customer, this is far more than the bill.”

“A tip,” Lin Feng said lightly.

She opened the bag and gasped softly.

It was not an exaggeration to say that this amount alone could keep her humble restaurant running for years even if she never had another customer.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Thank you so much, dear customer… I don’t know how I can ever repay you.” Her voice trembled as she bowed deeply, tears falling freely.

She was smiling and crying at the same time, overwhelmed.

Lin Feng shook his head gently.

“No thanks are needed. The food was worth it.”

He paused, then added in a calm tone, “If you encounter any trouble in the future, come to Spirit Spring Academy and ask for me.”

Ling Lan nodded repeatedly. “I will remember this kindness for the rest of my life.”

As for Mo Yan, who had previously cast a shadow over her business, he had been thoroughly neutralized.

With him gone… at least for now… Ling Lan finally dared to hope.

Perhaps her restaurant would no longer live in fear.

“Farewell, Chef,” Lin Feng said as he turned toward the exit. “I truly enjoyed your cooking today.”

The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the street as he stepped outside.

The earlier commotion had already been cleared away.

Only faint scuff marks on the stone pavement remained as proof that anything had happened at all.

Lin Feng clasped his hands behind his back and walked forward leisurely, his expression serene.

But beneath that calm exterior, his mind was already moving elsewhere.

There were still many matters to attend to.

And he had a destination in mind.

He arrived at the clan in a slow, unhurried stroll, each step measured and comfortable, as though the world itself had slowed down to accommodate him.

After all, there was a certain urgency for a man who could live forever.

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