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

Chapter 143 The Parched Flower Begs for the Morning Dew · 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 143: Chapter 143 The Parched Flower Begs for the Morning Dew

When the clock struck one in the morning, Lin Feng finally leaned back in his chair and exhaled.

“All wins and no losses. Excellent rank farming, if you ask me.” He smiled in satisfaction and stood up to stretch, his joints giving a faint crack after hours of gaming.

“I think so too, Master Lin Feng,” Emery replied calmly.

She had grown rather fond of playing this shooter game with him.

Truth be told, the game itself was relatively easy for her.

With her peak reaction speed and flawless coordination, landing shots and predicting enemy movements required little effort.

She could even land headshots on enemy toons with a one hundred percent success rate every time.

However, what truly entertained her was not the gameplay…

It was the online live chat.

Their teammates were ecstatic whenever they were matched together, praising their skill and begging to queue again.

Meanwhile, their opponents filled the chat with endless complaints… calling them unfair, broken, outright cheaters.

Emery’s lips twitched very slightly.

Almost a smile.

Almost.

She stood up gracefully and placed the controller down with care.

She already knew what came next… her master would be retiring for the night.

“Thank you for today, Emery,” Lin Feng said casually. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

He paused briefly before adding,

“And… don’t forget to leave through the front door. You have a fan waiting out there.”

Emery’s eyes shifted subtly.

She extended her spiritual sense outward and immediately understood what he meant.

Li Zhiyan.

Hiding.

Listening.

Waiting.

“I understand, Master Lin Feng,” Emery replied evenly. “Have a good rest tonight.”

She gave one final bow before turning and exiting the room.

As she stepped into the courtyard, she immediately spotted Li Zhiyan concealed in a shadowed corner. The girl had clearly been waiting for quite some time.

But Emery gave no indication that she had noticed.

She simply walked past with steady, unhurried steps, her expression cold and composed.

Li Zhiyan’s eyes followed her carefully.

Emery continued forward entering the farthest guest room of the house.

The door closed softly behind her.

The night returned to silence.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng lay on his bed, quietly staring at the ceiling.

The room was dim, illuminated only by faint lantern light seeping through the curtains.

Silence lingered in the air.

He remained still for half a dozen breaths, his expression thoughtful.

“I suppose it’s time,” he muttered softly.

With a flick of his wrist, a pen and a sheet of paper appeared from his soul space.

He sat up slightly and began writing, his strokes swift yet precise.

Each character flowed smoothly onto the page, neat and deliberate.

In less than ten breaths, he finished.

He glanced at the paper once more before whispering gently to his handiwork.

“Go.”

The sheet trembled.

Then it folded itself, transforming into a delicate paper bird. Its wings fluttered once, twice…

And in the next instant, it shot forward.

The small paper bird pierced through the air as though space itself offered no resistance.

It passed through the walls of Lin Feng’s room without leaving so much as a ripple, vanishing into the night sky in a streak of silent light.

For a brief moment, it seemed as if space and time had bent to allow its passage.

Lin Feng lay back down calmly, as if he had merely completed a trivial task.

One breath later, the same paper bird arrived at a modest, private home.

“What’s this?”

A woman in thin, flowing nightwear… a fabric that barely concealed the curves of her body froze as the paper bird appeared before her, landing delicately on the polished floor.

She was standing alone in the living room, the soft glow of lanterns casting gentle shadows across the room.

She had been waiting for someone for hours.

Not impatiently, not anxiously but with a sense of deliberate anticipation.

Every moment of waiting heightened the thrill, a subtle tension coursing through her.

She knew that no man could resist her charm, her beauty, or her presence.

With a delicate hand, she picked up the paper bird and carefully unfolded the letter it contained.

Her eyes scanned the words.

And in that instant, her smile vanished.

The words were from Lin Feng.

He would not be coming tonight.

Polite, respectful, apologetic and yet firm.

Boundaries were clearly set, leaving no room for negotiation.

Su Muyao’s brows knit slightly, and a quiet sigh escaped her lips.

She hadn’t anticipated this, nor prepared herself in the slightest, and the disappointment was impossible to hide.

She read the letter again. Slowly. Methodically. Each word sinking deeper.

A third reading followed.

Her expression softened slightly, but the disappointment was replaced by something else… a spark of amusement, a flicker of excitement.

She placed the letter on the nearby table with a measured, almost ceremonial gesture.

Several seconds of silence followed as she let her mind wander, her eyes staring at nothing, her lips twitching just enough to hint at the thoughts forming inside her head.

Then, suddenly, a bright, dazzling smile spread across her face.

She was disappointed tonight but far from defeated.

In fact, this only heightened her curiosity. She understood something crucial about Lin Feng now.

“You may not take the initiative,” she murmured to herself, her voice low and almost teasing, “but you can’t resist it when I’m already in front of you.”

Her smile widened further, turning playful and cunning.

Tonight’s disappointment was nothing but a prelude. She already knew how to exploit his weakness.

After all… no man, not even a saint, could resist when the feast was placed directly before him.

And Su Muyao intended to be that feast.

Su Muyao leaned back slightly, closing her eyes for a brief moment.

She thought back to earlier, to the moment when she had touched Lin Feng and he had simply stood there, completely composed, taking it like a true man.

Su Muyao found herself smiling at the memory.

She was betting that the next time something like that happened, he would react in the same way.

And already, her mind was racing, spinning through countless scenarios, imagining myriad ways to exploit his weakness, his restraint, and his inaction.

“Tomorrow,” she whispered, the corners of her lips curling into a lingering smile, “…will be far more interesting than tonight.”

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