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

Chapter 347: Chapter 347 Why is the Immortal Master So Dripping with Power?

Instead, the purity of her attire only enhanced the contrast, making her presence feel even more striking in a delicate, restrained way.

Every feature seemed meticulously refined, as though crafted by the heavens with meticulous care.

But what made her truly unforgettable was not only her appearance. It was the aura she carried.

It was serene, pure, and almost untouchable, as if she did not belong to the same world as everyone else in the hall.

She seemed both distant and captivating at the same time.

The sound of her footsteps was soft, but in the stillness, each step felt amplified.

tap…

steady and serene, as though she was not walking into a crowded celebration but simply arriving at a place she was already expected.

It was not fear in the usual sense, but a subconscious pressure born from that holy aura she carried. The men in particular reacted the most strongly.

Others forced themselves to glance away after only a brief moment, as though continuing to stare would be disrespectful.

Even the women present found themselves pausing, their earlier confidence slightly shaken by her sudden appearance.

Her expression did not change. Her gaze remained steady and calm, sweeping lightly across the hall as if she were simply observing the environment rather than being the center of everyone’s attention.

The entire hall remained frozen in silence, waiting, watching, as this mysterious woman made her entrance into the Ning Clan celebration, bringing with her an atmosphere that felt completely different from the festive mood that had existed just moments before.

Her steps were steady and unhurried, yet every single movement carried an invisible weight.

A moment later, countless whispers began to rise from the crowd.

“It really is her… I’ve seen her before during the The Myriad Heavens Grand Meet many years ago. There’s no mistaking that aura and that temperament.”

“That’s exactly it… this can’t be a coincidence.” The words spread rapidly, like ripples across still water. In an instant, the mood of the entire Ning Clan hall shifted from festive to tense.

Their expressions changed one by one as realization set in, and uneasy glances were exchanged across the table. This was not a simple guest. This was someone from the Grand Purity Temple.

If this situation escalated into a conflict, the Ning Clan would be caught directly in the middle.

On the other… Young Master Lin Feng, whose origins were already shrouded in mystery and speculation, possibly tied to an ancient lineage. Neither side was something the Ning Clan could afford to offend.

“This is bad…”

“We cannot afford to interfere, but we also cannot afford to be seen as hostile to either side…” Cold sweat appeared on a few foreheads as the realization sank in.

Another nodded quickly. “Yes… yes, outside would be better. Far outside…”

Meanwhile, Qin Ran continued forward.

Her expression remained calm, but there was a sharpness hidden beneath that calmness and an unmistakable focus directed entirely at Lin Feng.