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

Chapter 99 A Drop of Tea Between the Peaks · Nov 04, 2026

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51 Chapter 51 Fable 2026-11-04
52 Chapter 52 Star 2026-11-04
53 Chapter 53 Dancer 2026-11-04
54 Chapter 54 Vanguard 2026-11-04
55 Chapter 55 Philosopher 2026-11-04
56 Chapter 56 Mansion 2026-11-04
57 Chapter 57 Bloom 2026-11-04
58 Chapter 58 Wine 2026-11-04
59 Chapter 59 Pillow 2026-11-04
60 Chapter 60 Pool 2026-11-04
61 Chapter 61 Frontier 2026-11-04
62 Chapter 62 Energy 2026-11-04
63 Chapter 63 Service 2026-11-04
64 Chapter 64 Cheer 2026-11-04
65 Chapter 65 Secretary 2026-11-04
66 Chapter 66 Potion 2026-11-04
67 Chapter 67 Tournament 2026-11-04
68 Chapter 68 Zone 2026-11-04
69 Chapter 69 Twin 2026-11-04
70 Chapter 70 Experience 2026-11-04
71 Chapter 71 Bridge 2026-11-04
72 Chapter 72 Compound 2026-11-04
73 Chapter 73 Product 2026-11-04
74 Chapter 74 Marathon 2026-11-04
75 Chapter 75 Forever 2026-11-04
76 Chapter 76 Throne 2026-11-04
77 Chapter 77 Painting 2026-11-04
78 Chapter 78 Evolution 2026-11-04
79 Chapter 79 It Was Supposed to be a Healing Pill 2026-11-04
80 Chapter 80 I’ve Walked So Long I Forgot My Name 2026-11-04
81 Chapter 81 I’m Not Fat, I’m a Natural Defense Array! 2026-11-04
82 Chapter 82 How to Make a Goddess Forget Her Vow of Chastity 2026-11-04
83 Chapter 83 Lipstick Stains on the Sword of Destiny 2026-11-04
84 Chapter 84 Is Your Cultivation Base High, or Are You Just Happy to See Me? 2026-11-04
85 Chapter 85 Too Big to Fail 2026-11-04
86 Chapter 86 Condensing the Ultimate Nut 2026-11-04
87 Chapter 87 My Eyes Are Up Here, Teacher! 2026-11-04
88 Chapter 88 The Lotus Withers, but My Thirst is Eternal 2026-11-04
89 Chapter 89 Your Sacred Mountain Looks Delicious 2026-11-04
90 Chapter 90 Her Heavenly Peaks are Hard to Scale 2026-11-04
91 Chapter 91 Maintaining the Primordial Seal for Way Too Long 2026-11-04
92 Chapter 92 Forbidden Access to Her Secret Spring 2026-11-04
93 Chapter 93 The Jade Body Everyone Craves 2026-11-04
94 Chapter 94 “Satisfy Me or Face the Heavenly Tribulation!” 2026-11-04
95 Chapter 95 Stop Throwing Your Undergarments at My Flying Sword! 2026-11-04
96 Chapter 96 Why Does Every Dark Fairy Have Such Great Hair? 2026-11-04
97 Chapter 97 I Am One Guest Away from Becoming a Demonic Cultivator 2026-11-04
98 Chapter 98 “Oh No! I’m Finally Going to be Mounted by a Man!” 2026-11-04
99 Chapter 99 A Drop of Tea Between the Peaks 2026-11-04
100 Chapter 100 Just One Peek Won’t Shatter My Dao Heart, Right? 2026-11-04

Chapter 99: Chapter 99 A Drop of Tea Between the Peaks

Sound, sensation, and even time itself seemed to fade away as Ye Jian’s consciousness sank into an incomparably profound state.

Although her cultivation realm did not increase, something far more important was unfolding deep within her soul.

She had entered a state of perfect enlightenment.

In this state, all the bottlenecks, doubts, and subtle errors that had plagued her cultivation thousands of times before were laid bare before her eyes.

What once felt confusing now became clear. What once felt distant now felt natural and effortless.

The flaws she had struggled to correct for years were suddenly resolved as if they had never existed at all.

One after another, the secret techniques she had practiced began to transform.

Every cultivation technique was divided into four stages…

initial success,

small accomplishment,

great accomplishment, and the final stage…

peak perfection mastery.

There was still one realm beyond that, but only godlike beings could ever hope to reach it.

As for peak perfection, it normally required countless years of relentless practice, continuous refinement, and repeated life and death tempering.

Even geniuses often stalled at great accomplishment for entire lifetimes.

Yet in this single moment, through nothing more than one sip of Lin Feng’s tea, Ye Jian’s techniques leaped across those insurmountable barriers.

What once took innumerable millenia now took a breath.

What once demanded blood, sweat, and suffering now arrived with serenity and clarity.

One by one, her techniques stabilized, refined, and crystallized into their most perfect forms, as though an invisible master had personally corrected every flaw and completed every missing piece.

The transformation was silent, yet its significance was earth-shattering.

Such a phenomenon was not merely rare.

It was miraculous to an extreme beyond imagination.

The tea leaves and the teacup set were, of course, immortal treasures… artifacts that Lin Feng had personally requisitioned for his own use.

Their former owners, scattered across the immense multiverse he now ruled, were long dead, missing, or erased by the tides of time.

Such treasures were not meant to be locked away in hidden grottoes or sealed vaults, left to accumulate dust and fade into obscurity.

In Lin Feng’s eyes, it was far better to allow them to fulfill their true purpose… to be used, to be experienced, and to shape fate itself.

Ye Jian continued to harvest the fruits of her enlightenment, completely unaware that all of it had been granted by nothing more than a single cup of tea that Lin Feng had offered her.

When she eventually realized the truth, the shock would shake her to her very core.

While Ye Jian remained immersed in her meditative state, her aura faintly pulsing as her cultivation stabilized, Lin Feng sat quietly across from her, unhurried and composed, leisurely sipping his own tea.

Unlike her, he gained nothing from it anymore.

His cultivation base had long since reached its absolute peak within this realm, and every technique, every law, every aspect of the myriad Dao had already been mastered to perfection.

There was nothing left for him to improve, nothing left to breakthrough.

Still, that did not mean he could not enjoy the taste, refinement, and subtle luxury of immortal tea within his own household.

He let his gaze drift around the courtyard, taking in the gentle afternoon light, the quiet rustling of leaves, and the distant songs of birds.

The world was peaceful, serene… an atmosphere that felt almost unreal to someone who could easily see through countless realms of chaos, bloodshed, and cosmic upheaval.

“If this were me back on Earth,” Lin Feng mused inwardly with a faint, amused smile, “I would have grown bored within minutes just sitting here drinking tea.”

He paused, then continued, “But now… after reaching the true immortal realm, it seems my patience has stretched as long as the multiverse itself.”

Life, at this stage, was no longer about struggle or survival.

It was about enjoyment, observation, and the quiet appreciation of existence itself.

And yet, despite having achieved everything, there was still one thing he desired.

His own personal harem!

Not merely servants. Not followers.

But someone who would walk beside him… not behind him… someone worthy of standing at his side.

His eyes flickered briefly toward Ye Jian, still seated across from him, bathed in the faint aura of enlightenment.

“Soon,” Lin Feng murmured under his breath, the corners of his lips lifting slightly. “Very soon, I hope.”

Lin Feng continued to enjoy his tea, finishing four full cups in total.

Each sip was taken slowly, deliberately, savoring not only the flavor but the calm that came with it.

Time, as always, passed quickly when one truly knew how to enjoy the moment, and before he realized it, the sun had already begun its slow descent.

Five o’clock in the afternoon arrived quietly, almost unnoticed.

Then, fifteen minutes later, another unwanted guest arrived.

“Teacher Lin Feng? Are you inside?”

“Lin Feng?” The voice carried a hint of hesitation, as though unsure whether to proceed.

Lin Feng did not answer.

He remained seated, hoping perhaps foolishly that this particular troublemaker would take the hint and leave.

Unfortunately, some people were born with a stubborn streak that no amount of silence could deter.

“I’m coming in, Lin Feng!” Ning Xi shouted decisively as she pushed open the gates and strode into the courtyard without waiting for permission.

She swung open the double doors and immediately spotted Lin Feng seated at the table… along with Teacher Ye Jian.

“Wh…” Ning Xi was about to blurt out a question, her eyes widening as she noticed Ye Jian’s closed eyes and unusually still posture.

Before she could finish, Lin Feng raised a finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet.

“Don’t disturb her,” Lin Feng whispered, though his voice was still clear enough for Ning Xi to hear. “Teacher Ye Jian is busy at the moment.”

“…,” Ning Xi blinked, then nodded silently, lowering her voice and tiptoeing closer.

She made her way over and sat on the floor, taking her seat at the tea table, her gaze instinctively drifting toward Ye Jian.

She carefully observed the gentle rise and fall of Ye Jian’s chest, noting her calm, steady breathing.

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