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

Chapter 131: Chapter 131 Swallowing the Sun Because It Looked Like an Orange

Li Zhiyan paused, taken aback for several breaths.

She had not expected the agreement to be so detailed, so structured.

Her mind raced as she weighed the implications.

Finally, she nodded, her voice steady and resolute despite the unfamiliarity of the words.

“I accept, Young Master Lin Feng. I am in your care from now on,” she said, her tone carrying both submission and determination.

“Perfect.” Lin Feng smiled, raising his right hand toward the small bell on the table.

Ding!

The soft chime resonated through the private dining room.

Not ten breaths later, a beautiful waitress appeared in the doorway.

She looked as if she had practically run to reach him, her hurried steps betraying both eagerness and nervousness.

Her robes swayed with each movement, and she quickly took three deep breaths to steady herself before bowing low.

The bow, while respectful, inadvertently highlighted the generous curve of her chest beneath the fabric… a sight that would fluster any ordinary man.

“You called, Young Master Lin Feng?” she asked, her voice careful yet tinged with excitement.

The reverence in her tone was unmistakable.

Everyone in the culinary world of Clear Moon City knew about Lin Feng’s reputation as a generous tipper.

Stories of his kindness and fairness spread through every restaurant and inn, ensuring that any who served him gave their very best.

After all, those who pleased Lin Feng were handsomely rewarded, and the opportunity to earn his favor was considered an honor in itself.

“I want to sample one round of all your dishes again,” Lin Feng said, his tone calm and effortless.

“I have my maidservant here, and I’d like her to experience everything as well.”

Before the waitress could respond, Li Zhiyan quickly spoke, her voice polite but firm.

“Thank you, Young Master, but I’m already full. I had lunch before coming here to find you,” Li Zhiyan said softly.

Her eyes swept over the table, noting the extravagant spread before them.

Every dish was crafted from high-quality ingredients, each plate brimming with rich spiritual essence.

Even a small portion would benefit an ordinary cultivator’s body and meridians.

The value of such a meal was not insignificant.

And that was precisely why she hesitated.

She did not wish to become too deeply indebted to Lin Feng over something as trivial as food especially not so soon.

Li Zhiyan understood the darker side of human nature all too well.

Many men, particularly those in positions of power, rarely gave anything freely.

Even the smallest favor could later be twisted into leverage.

A single meal today could become an audacious demand tomorrow.

She had seen it happen before.

Some would offer gifts with smiling faces, only to expect humiliating or lewd compensation in return.

The debt might seem light at first but it would always grow heavier with time.

That was why she preferred caution.

“Doesn’t matter, Zhiyan,” Lin Feng said lightly, shrugging.

“If you can’t finish it, we’ll just pack it up for takeout. I have a friend who would happily enjoy the dishes later.” His casual tone left no room for argument.

The waitress let out a faint, flustered sound, and her cheeks colored slightly at his words.

Her bow deepened once more as she tried to maintain composure.

“I’ll bring your order in just a few minutes, Young Master Lin Feng!” she said quickly, her hands folded neatly in front of her.

“If you have any other needs, just summon me again… I’ll do anything for you. Anything!” She lingered deliberately on the last word, her tone full of emphasis and allure, designed to make most men’s hearts skip a beat.

Lin Feng, however, remained unmoved.

He had grown accustomed to these types of forward gestures over the past several days.

Compliments, subtle flirtations, and brazen offers of service had become nothing more than background noise to him.

Even the most tempting proposals no longer elicited a reaction.

It was not an exaggeration to say he had become completely immune to them.

He leaned back in his chair, his posture relaxed, observing the young waitress scurry off with calm, detached interest.

The faint smile on his lips suggested quiet amusement rather than desire.

The waitress departed with an exaggerated sway of her hips, every step a deliberate display of allure.

Each movement highlighted the curves and grace of her body, offering a tantalizing glimpse of the world she could show him if he were so inclined.

For most men, it would have been impossible to ignore. But Lin Feng, as always, remained unfazed.

His gaze returned to his tea, the delicate clink of the porcelain cup punctuating the calm of the private dining room.

Nothing outside of his intent seemed to matter.

A few minutes later, the dishes began arriving one by one.

Steam rose from each plate, carrying rich aromas that hinted at flavors crafted with painstaking care.

There were tender cuts of beast meat, delicate spiritual herbs, fresh vegetables prepared to perfection, and fragrant rice that seemed to glow with the energy of the land it came from.

Lin Feng began eating, his movements smooth and deliberate, yet there was no sign of restraint in the amount he consumed.

Li Zhiyan ate sparingly, her small bites precise and elegant, a careful display of composure.

She tried to maintain a balance, eating enough to show politeness but not overindulging.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, showed no such restraint.

Dish after dish disappeared into his mouth with astonishing speed, each bite swallowed cleanly and efficiently.

The sheer volume of food he consumed was staggering, and Li Zhiyan found herself staring in disbelief.

“Just how much can his stomach hold?” she thought, her mind struggling to comprehend what she was witnessing.

Every plate that came seemed to vanish instantly, yet he showed no sign of slowing down.

He ate faster and faster, yet there was no hint of discomfort, no pause, no slowing of pace.

It was as if his stomach was a bottomless void, capable of consuming anything without limit.