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

Chapter 343: Chapter 343 Curvier, Firmer, and Ready for Impact

There were just a few things a man shouldn’t see his woman with, and this was one of those instances. Ling Lan had to hurry!

Without even sparing Lin Feng another glance, she hastily scrambled off the bed and rushed toward the washroom, her movements hurried and flustered as if she couldn’t escape her own condition fast enough.

The door shut behind her in a panic.

Left alone, Lin Feng remained seated on the bed, watching her retreating figure before letting out a quiet chuckle.

“Beautiful women really are particular when it comes to cleanliness and appearance,” he muttered to himself, shaking his head slightly.

To him, this was all perfectly normal as he had seen similar scenes before where women always tried to look the best for him. Yet, the way each of them reacted never failed to amuse him.

Still, the room itself had not been spared from the aftermath.

The bed sheets were stained, the air carried a faint unpleasant odor, and traces of impurities lingered where Ling Lan had been lying moments ago.

Lin Feng raised his hand casually.

With a simple wave, spiritual energy spread out like an invisible tide, sweeping across the room.

In an instant, every trace of dirt, grime, and odor was completely erased as if it had never existed in the first place. The bed returned to its pristine state, the air fresh and clean once more.

It was a small display of control, but one that showed just how effortlessly he could manipulate his surroundings now. Being a true immortal, doing such a simple task was simply overkill at its finest.

Leaning back slightly, Lin Feng closed his eyes, taking a brief moment to rest while waiting for Ling Lan to finish.

Meanwhile, behind the closed doors of the washroom, the sound of rushing water soon followed accompanied by Ling Lan’s quiet, embarrassed muttering as she scrubbed away the evidence of her transformation, eager to return not only stronger… but also presentable.

Ling Lan took her time washing herself, carefully scrubbing away every trace of the dark impurities that had been expelled from her body.

As the murky residue disappeared down the stream of water, what remained behind felt like an entirely new version of herself. When she finally stood upright, she froze.

Her reflection stared back at her and for a moment, she almost didn’t recognize it.

Her skin had become far more delicate and flawless, carrying a faint, natural glow that hadn’t existed before.

Every inch of her body felt lighter, cleaner, and perfectly balanced, as if all the hidden flaws within her had been stripped away during the transformation. But that wasn’t what shocked her the most.

It was her senses.

She slowly raised her hand, watching the droplets of water slide down her fingers. The clarity with which she could see each tiny movement left her stunned.

The faint sound of water hitting the ground echoed distinctly in her ears, and even the subtle shift of air against her skin felt incredibly vivid.

It was as though a veil had been lifted from her perception. The world had not changed…

She had.

Everything now seemed brighter, sharper, more colorful. The once dull and ordinary surroundings had turned into something almost mesmerizing.

Even the simplest things carried a depth she had never noticed before. Ling Lan’s breathing grew slightly unsteady as realization sank in.

The difference between a mortal and a cultivator… was truly like the gap between heaven and earth. And she understood that better than anyone.

For most of her life, she had been nothing more than a mortal… fragile, limited, and bound by the constraints of an ordinary body.

She had watched others cultivate from afar, unable to truly grasp what it meant. But now… In just a few short minutes, everything had changed. The transformation was so drastic that it almost felt unreal.

“So… this is what it feels like to be a cultivator…” Ling Lan whispered, her voice filled with awe. She slowly clenched her hand into a fist. Instantly, she felt it.

Power.

Not just a little but an overwhelming, surging strength that flowed through every part of her body.

Her muscles responded effortlessly, her bones felt unshakable, and even her blood seemed to carry an energy of its own. She tightened her grip slightly.

A faint cracking sound echoed in the air not from anything breaking, but from the sheer force contained within her grasp. Her heart began to race.

This kind of strength… was something she had never even imagined possessing.

It felt as if she could shatter stone with a single punch… perhaps even split apart a massive boulder without much effort. The idea didn’t feel exaggerated but it felt real. Terrifyingly real.

Yet along with that power came an entirely new sensation.

Control.

Despite the overwhelming strength surging within her, it didn’t feel chaotic or unstable. Instead, it was smooth, obedient like an extension of her own body.

Ling Lan slowly relaxed her hand, her eyes still fixed on it. A faint smile began to form on her lips. For the first time in her life, she didn’t feel small. She didn’t feel helpless. She felt… powerful.

And with that realization, something deep within her quietly shifted.

The girl who once stood at the mercy of fate had taken her first true step onto a completely different path.

More than thirty minutes later, Ling Lan finally stepped out from the washroom. The transformation was striking.

Her long hair, still slightly damp, clung gently to her shoulders, while her skin seemed to carry a natural, radiant glow.

The impurities that once dulled her appearance were completely gone, leaving behind a refined elegance that made her look even more captivating than before.

For a brief moment, she hesitated at the doorway, her heart beating just a little faster. Then, gathering her courage, she walked toward Lin Feng.

Her steps were light, almost cautious, as if she still wasn’t fully used to the newfound strength within her body.