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

Chapter 433 Three Minutes of Posturing, Two Seconds of Fighting · Nov 04, 2026

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401 Chapter 401 How Dare You Steal a Kiss from This Young Master? 2026-11-04
402 Chapter 402 A True Master Can Cultivate While Chewing on a Chicken Leg 2026-11-04
403 Chapter 403 My Face is Thick, but My Jade Stem is Thicker 2026-11-04
404 Chapter 404 You Want My Recipe? You Aren’t Worthy of the Salt! 2026-11-04
405 Chapter 405 Your Tongue is Sharp, but My Spear Intent is Sharper 2026-11-04
406 Chapter 406 My Pride Demands You Moan Louder for the Elders to Hear 2026-11-04
407 Chapter 407 I Only Sneezed, Why is the Sect Mountain Missing? 2026-11-04
408 Chapter 408 Stealing a Mountain While the Sect Leader Naps 2026-11-04
409 Chapter 409 How Dare You Heal Me Without My Permission! 2026-11-04
410 Chapter 410 I Swear It’s a Healing Salve, Not Leftover Soup 2026-11-04
411 Chapter 411 The Sound Barrier is My Only Friend 2026-11-04
412 Chapter 412 Acupuncture or Voodoo Depends on Who’s Asking 2026-11-04
413 Chapter 413 Who Let the Young Master Off His Leash? 2026-11-04
414 Chapter 414 1,001 Ways to Make a Cultivator Cry Without Touching Them 2026-11-04
415 Chapter 415 You Have Eyes But Fail to See... That I’m Standing Right Behind You 2026-11-04
416 Chapter 416 Can I Pay for This Forbidden Manual in Installments? 2026-11-04
417 Chapter 417 I Thought I Was the Protagonist Until the Sword Went Through My Chest 2026-11-04
418 Chapter 418 Tasked with Saving the World, But I Can’t Even Save for Retirement 2026-11-04
419 Chapter 419 Wait! Let Me Finish My Trash Talk First! 2026-11-04
420 Chapter 420 My Arrow Has a Better Sense of Direction Than I Do 2026-11-04
421 Chapter 421 Nice Chair, I’ll Take It. 2026-11-04
422 Chapter 422 I Said the Pill Was Life-Saving, I Never Said It Wouldn’t Taste Like Dirty Socks 2026-11-04
423 Chapter 423 Why Use a Sword When You Can Simply Bark the Enemy to Death? 2026-11-04
424 Chapter 424 Your Young Master is a Genius? My Dog Can Do Basic Alchemy 2026-11-04
425 Chapter 425 I Am Saving Your Life, So Stop Complaining About the Third Arm 2026-11-04
426 Chapter 426 A Brief Lesson in Why Screaming Does Not Stop a Falling Mountain 2026-11-04
427 Chapter 427 The Spirit Lake is Beautiful, Just Ignore the Floating Young Masters 2026-11-04
428 Chapter 428 I Set a Trap for a Rabbit and Caught a Fat Bored Immortal 2026-11-04
429 Chapter 429 If You’re Reading This, I’ve Already Run Away with Your Spirit Stones 2026-11-04
430 Chapter 430 Crossing Ten Million Miles Just to Realize I Forgot My Sword 2026-11-04
431 Chapter 431 That Time the Most Beautiful Woman in Jianghu Asked Me for Directions and Then Robbed Me 2026-11-04
432 Chapter 432 Gazing at the Divine Treasure for Three Full Days Without Moving a Muscle 2026-11-04
433 Chapter 433 Three Minutes of Posturing, Two Seconds of Fighting 2026-11-04
434 Chapter 434 A Divine Spirit Vessel with Zero Cupholders (Bonus - for weekly Webnovel Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!) 2026-11-04
435 Chapter 435 A Peerless Expert’s Guide to Looking Busy While Doing Nothing 2026-11-04
436 Chapter 436 Why Fly When You Can Just Jump Really, Really Hard? 2026-11-04
437 Chapter 437 Counting Lashes to Fall Asleep 2026-11-04
438 Chapter 438 Explaining My Technique for Ten Minutes While the Enemy Bleeds Out 2026-11-04
439 Chapter 439 If You Can’t Refine the Sun, Don’t Bother Me Before Brunch 2026-11-04
440 Chapter 440 Ten Thousand Cultivators, One Brain Cell 2026-11-04
441 Chapter 441 Why is Every Ancient Treasure at the Bottom of a Waterfall? 2026-11-04
442 Chapter 442 Please Stop Using the Spirit Python as a Skipping Rope 2026-11-04
443 Chapter 443 My Master’s Wisdom Sounds Suspicously Like Gibberish 2026-11-04
444 Chapter 444 The Peerless Fairy is Currently Looking for Her Lost Shoe 2026-11-04
445 Chapter 445 I Told Him He Was Courting Death, But He Didn’t Have an Appointment 2026-11-04
446 Chapter 446 Why Are You Screaming? It’s Just a Flesh Wound 2026-11-04
447 Chapter 447 Your Ultimate Move Has a Very Long Loading Screen 2026-11-04
448 Chapter 448 A Gift From the Jade Emperor? I’d Rather Have Cash 2026-11-04
449 Chapter 449 I’m Not Ascending, I’m Just Hallucinating from Lack of Sleep 2026-11-04
450 Chapter 450 Your Gratitude is Touching, Please Stop Crying on My Robes 2026-11-04

In truth, this was precisely what Lin Feng intended.

He did not hide his nature, nor did he pretend to be something he wasn’t.

Instead, he allowed everything to be seen clearly… his desires, his actions, his lifestyle.

There was no deception.

Because in his view, only those who could truly accept all of him without hesitation, without retreat were worthy of remaining by his side.

Strength was not just about cultivation.

It was also about the heart.

Bai Meili slowly closed her eyes, taking a quiet breath as she steadied herself.

The path she had chosen… was not an easy one.

And now, she had to decide whether she truly had the strength to walk it.

***

Morning arrived quietly, sunlight slipping through the windows in soft golden strands.

The last to stir was Li Yuhua.

She shifted slightly beneath the covers, her body still carrying a lingering heaviness from the night before.

A faint smile touched her lips as fragments of memory surfaced… warmth, closeness, and the unmistakable feeling of being cherished.

Though exhausted, there was a deep sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Slowly, she sat up.

The space beside her was already empty.

Lin Feng had long since left.

From what she could gather, he had gone to his class early, as usual.

Most of the women around him had followed along, eager to stay by his side.

Yet, interestingly enough, none of them shared the same kind of night she had just experienced.

Curious, Li Yuhua asked around.

The answer she received surprised her slightly. Lin Feng… was waiting.

He wanted their first time to be meaningful and something private and special, not something lost in the chaos of a crowded room.

He had deliberately held back, choosing patience over indulgence.

Li Yuhua blinked, then nodded slowly.

“That makes sense…” she murmured to herself.

A woman’s first time… was indeed something unforgettable.

Whether it was joy, nervousness, or vulnerability… it stayed with her for a lifetime.

In that regard, Lin Feng’s restraint spoke volumes.

Still…

She tilted her head slightly, a thoughtful expression crossing her face.

“But I heard there’s another woman he treats the same way he treats me…”

Her lips curved faintly.

“Su Muyao…”

The name lingered in her thoughts.

“Should I visit her one of these days? Maybe… get to know her?”

It wasn’t jealousy that filled her heart. Rather… Curiosity.

And perhaps… a quiet desire to understand the place she held in Lin Feng’s world.

Shaking her head lightly, she pushed the thoughts aside for now and rose from the bed.

Stretching lazily, she made her way toward the bath, the sound of running water soon filling the room as the morning truly began.

An hour later, the door to the master bedroom slowly opened.

Li Yuhua stepped out, her movements slightly unsteady, her expression still carrying traces of what had just transpired.

Her hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, and there was a softness to her features that had not been there before.

But the moment she lifted her gaze… She froze. Someone was waiting for her just outside.

“Yan’er…” Li Yuhua whispered, her voice faltering.

Standing there was Li Zhiyan.

Her daughter’s expression was calm, almost too calm but beneath that calmness was something far more complicated.

Disappointment, confusion… and something else she couldn’t quite name.

Li Yuhua’s heart tightened. She could understand that look. She knew why it was there.

Her lips parted slightly, as if to explain, to justify herself but no words came out.

For once, the usually composed Li Yuhua found herself at a loss.

The silence stretched between them. In the end, it was Li Zhiyan who broke it.

“We need to talk, Mother.”

Her voice was steady, leaving no room for refusal.

Li Yuhua hesitated for a brief moment… then nodded.

Without another word, the two of them walked side by side across the courtyard, eventually entering a quiet room far from the others.

The door closed behind them with a soft click, sealing them within a space meant for honesty.

For a few seconds, neither spoke.

“Why?”

Li Zhiyan’s question was simple.

But its weight was anything but.

Li Yuhua lowered her gaze, her fingers unconsciously tightening around her sleeves.

“I…” she began softly, her voice lacking its usual certainty. “I don’t know.”

She paused, as if searching for the right words yet realizing there were none that could fully explain it.

“I didn’t plan for any of this to happen,” she continued.

“I was just attending a friend’s birthday gathering… and the night before, we were talking about Lin Feng.”

Her eyes grew distant, as though recalling that moment.

“Then I saw him there… in that very place. And for some reason, it felt like more than coincidence. It felt like… fate.”

She let out a quiet breath.

“Like fate was giving me a chance. A chance to choose something for myself for once.”

Her voice softened even further.

“So I took it.”

She looked up slightly, her expression conflicted but sincere.

“And when I did… Lin Feng showed me a world I had never experienced before. A world I could only dream about.”

Silence followed her words. Li Zhiyan stood there, listening. Her hands clenched at her sides.

She wanted to be angry.

She wanted to question her, to argue, to reject everything she had just heard but no matter how hard she tried, the anger wouldn’t come.

Because deep down… She understood. Lin Feng was not an ordinary man.

He was someone any woman could only dream of… handsome, gentle in his own way, powerful yet never overbearing.

There was something about him that naturally drew people in, something difficult to resist.

And that made everything even more complicated.

Li Zhiyan slowly exhaled, her gaze lowering slightly.

“…I see.”

Her voice was quiet, carrying a hint of resignation.

But the turmoil in her heart had not settled.

Not even close.

The most annoying part was the envy. Li Zhiyan hated that she wanted what her mother had.

Beneath her calm exterior, she burned for Lin Feng to stop playing the gentleman and simply claim her and mount her hard also.

In Li Zhiyan’s eyes, finding a man to match Lin Feng was like seeking a second sun in the sky.

He was simply too transcendent and compared to his brilliance, the other geniuses and men of the world were nothing more than flickering candles in a gale.

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