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

Chapter 253: Chapter 253 Master! I Am Willing to Bear Your Monkeys!

“Is this Master Xie Yan really that powerful?” someone in the crowd asked.

His voice carried both curiosity and doubt.

It was clear he was no different from Lin Feng and his group, someone who had only just learned of Master Xie Yan’s sudden rise to fame in the slums.

The man looked around at the tightly packed crowd, his eyes widening slightly as he took in the sheer number of people gathered.

There were old men leaning on canes, women clutching children, and even a few rough-looking cultivators standing quietly at the edges.

Every single one of them had come for the same person.

In his mind, only someone truly favored by the heavens could attract such overwhelming attention.

A gathering of this scale was not something an ordinary person could achieve.

Because of this, his doubts began to waver, slowly replaced by expectation.

“Where have you been these past few days? Hiding under a rock?” another man replied with a scoff, clearly amused by the question.

He shook his head, as if the very idea was ridiculous.

“Well, if you really were, then you’re in luck,” he continued, his tone shifting with excitement. “You’ve come at just the right time. Today, you might even witness a miracle with your own eyes.”

As he spoke, his gaze turned toward Master Xie Yan, and instantly, his expression changed.

The mockery in his eyes disappeared, replaced by deep reverence and unwavering belief.

“You see, Master Xie Yan is no ordinary man,” he said, lowering his voice slightly, as if sharing something sacred. “He is a child of the heavens. His abilities touch upon the mystical path of divination. He can see what others cannot, know what others dare not even imagine.”

The man’s voice grew steadier, filled with conviction.

“I’ve seen it myself,” he added firmly. “Just a few days ago, he predicted a man’s misfortune down to the very detail. At first, no one believed him… but everything happened exactly as he said. Not a single word was wrong. The man slipped, his head striking a pole of cow dung, and he died a grisly, shocking death. Countless onlookers witnessed the horrifying scene with their own eyes!”

He let out a breath, still clearly shaken by the memory.

“And that’s not all. He’s helped people find lost relatives, avoided disasters, even pointed out hidden illnesses before they could worsen. Tell me… if that’s not a miracle, then what is?”

The first man fell silent, his earlier doubt fading as he listened.

He glanced again at Master Xie Yan, who still stood calmly with his eyes closed, unmoving amidst the chaos, as if detached from the mortal world.

Seeing this, the man could not help but feel a trace of awe rising within him.

Perhaps… this Master Xie Yan truly was someone extraordinary.

At the mention of a divination master, Lin Feng’s brows rose slightly, and he instinctively glanced back toward Tang Aining.

She was the real deal, a genuine master of divination whose abilities far surpassed ordinary practitioners.

However, to his surprise, her beautiful face was now concealed behind a thin white veil.

Lin Feng quickly understood her intentions. She was far too famous.

If anyone here were to recognize her, it would undoubtedly bring endless trouble.

One had to know that even old monsters in the Spirit Severing Realm sought her guidance with utmost respect.

Her name alone could stir storms, let alone her presence.

Tang Aining, for her part, remained quiet and composed, blending into the group as if she were nothing more than an ordinary woman.

Meanwhile, the mention of a divination master had already stirred great excitement among the crowd.

Such professions were extremely rare and highly revered.

Divination masters stood among the top-tier occupations, alongside divine healers, talisman masters, artifact refiners, beast tamers, spirit chefs, formation masters, corpse masters, puppet masters, and many others.

Each of these paths required immense talent and dedication, and those who reached mastery were treated with the highest respect wherever they went.

In mortal cities especially, the appearance of such an expert was nothing short of a grand event.

For the people here, it was an opportunity that might never come again in their entire lives.

No wonder they gathered in such numbers, their faces filled with excitement, hope, and desperate longing.

A few minutes later, the excitement on the streets reached a fever pitch.

The moment everyone had been waiting for had finally arrived when Master Xie Yan opened his eyes.

At once, a chair materialized beside him, as if summoned by his mere presence.

He seated himself with a quiet elegance, exuding an aura of calm authority that seemed to command the entire street without a single word.

Every motion he made was precise and measured, and yet it carried a weight that made the crowd instinctively defer to him.

The reaction from the people was instantaneous.

Shouts and cries erupted in waves, drowning out the usual noise of the bustling slums.

“Master Xie Yan! I’m here! Please look at me!” a young woman cried, her voice pitched high with excitement.

“Master Xie Yan, I’m willing to do anything for you! You don’t even have to speak! I’ll follow you for life and join your great cause!” Another young, beautiful woman added, her hands clasped together as if in prayer.

“Please, Master Xie Yan, help me find my missing daughter! I… I’ll do anything for one night, a lifetime, whatever you ask!” another voice called, trembling with both desperation and hope.

“Master Xie Yan, bless me! Guide me! I am willing to bear your monkeys!”

“Master Xie Yan! Pick me! Take me! I’m very flexible and light! You can stick me to a wall and do anything you want”

“I’m very submissive! I’ll even lick your toes clean! I love you Master Xie Yan” shouted others, their words overlapping into a chaotic symphony of devotion.

The women were particularly bold, speaking with unabashed fervor.

Their voices rang out without hesitation, full of longing and admiration.

To them, Master Xie Yan was not only an unparalleled master of divination and mystical skill, but also a man of upright character and striking handsomeness.

They believed that any sacrifice, any gesture, offered to him would never be wasted.

And, of course, some of the men refused to be outdone by the women.

“I’ll bend over for you, Master Xie Yan,” one of the men offered, earning a series of shocked and incredulous glances from those around him.

Some of the crowd jostled to get closer, craning their necks or standing on tiptoe to catch a glimpse of him.

Others waved their arms or shouted prayers, as if their sheer energy and faith could reach him directly.

The atmosphere was electric, charged with a strange mix of awe, excitement, and desperate yearning.