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

Chapter 386: Chapter 386 I Am Using This Ancient Cauldron to Cook Noodles, and You Cannot Stop Me

A cold smile tugged at the corner of the old man’s lips.

“Is that all you can do?” Shi Dong sneered, his voice laced with contempt as it echoed across the area. “Hiding behind a defensive treasure like a coward?”

He took a step forward, his aura rising as he deliberately applied pressure, attempting to shake Lin Feng’s composure.

“You call yourself a young master of an ancient clan?” he continued mockingly. “You’re nothing but a disgrace. Strip away those treasures, and what are you? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.”

His voice grew sharper, more cutting with each word.

“Any man, woman, or beast could replace you and the result would be the same. You rely on external possessions because you lack true strength. Without them, you wouldn’t even be worth mentioning.”

A faint murmur spread among the onlookers. Some frowned, others hesitated.

Though Shi Dong’s words were clearly meant to provoke, there was always a lingering bias in the cultivation world and those who relied too heavily on treasures were often looked down upon.

But before that doubt could take root…

“Bah! What a load of nonsense!” Yuan Bao’s voice rang out loudly, cutting through the tension like a blade.

He stepped forward, his round figure trembling slightly with anger as he pointed directly at Shi Dong, his face flushed red.

“This old fool is truly brainless!” he shouted without restraint. “Is there something wrong with your head, old man?!” The crowd froze. No one had expected someone like Yuan Bao to speak up so boldly.

“Treasures are part of one’s strength!” Yuan Bao continued, his voice growing louder with every word. “In this world, strength is strength no matter where it comes from! If you have the ability to obtain powerful treasures, that is your capability!” He snorted heavily, his eyes filled with disdain.

“It’s only natural for Mentor Lin Feng to use what belongs to him. Or what… are you jealous because you don’t have any?” A few people in the crowd couldn’t help but stifle their laughter.

“And even if Mentor Lin Feng didn’t use a single treasure,” Yuan Bao added arrogantly, placing his hands on his hips, “he would only need to sneeze to kill you ten times over!”

The atmosphere instantly grew even more intense. Some students nodded subconsciously, their confidence in Lin Feng unwavering.

Others looked at Shi Dong with faint amusement, as if watching a clown perform. Shi Dong’s face stiffened. For a split second, the calm mask he had carefully maintained cracked.

A cold, murderous glint flickered through his eyes as he slowly turned his gaze toward Yuan Bao. The killing intent within him surged violently, thick enough to make the surrounding air feel heavy.

This fat little insect… dares to humiliate me in front of everyone?

His fists clenched tightly, veins bulging along the back of his hands.

Good… very good…

After I teach this brant Lin Feng a lesson…

His lips curled into a faint, sinister smile that did not reach his eyes.

I’ll make sure to capture this fat pig alive…

And I’ll roast him piece by piece.

The mere thought of it caused the killing intent in his heart to grow even stronger, his gaze turning colder and colder.

Yet on the surface, Shi Dong only let out a cold snort, forcibly suppressing his rage once more. He knew that now was not the time to act recklessly.

All of his focus… All of his desire was locked onto Lin Feng and the treasure surrounding him. And in Shi Dong’s mind, that treasure was already his.

“What do you propose, then?” Lin Feng asked calmly after a brief pause, his voice steady and unhurried, as if he were discussing something trivial rather than standing before a potential life-and-death battle.

To others, those three breaths of silence had been suffocating. To Shi Dong, they were opportunity.

Got you, brat! he roared inwardly, his heart surging with savage delight. The hook had been set and Lin Feng had taken the bait exactly as he’d hoped.

He suppressed the wild greed flashing in his eyes and straightened his posture, forcing his expression into one of righteous indignation, as though he were the one being wronged.

“Come fight me like a man!” Shi Dong shouted loudly, his voice echoing across the area. “Don’t hide behind that turtle shell treasure of yours! What kind of young master relies solely on artifacts to survive?”

His words were sharp, deliberately provocative, crafted to corner Lin Feng publicly. If Lin Feng refused, he would lose face. If he accepted… Shi Dong’s grin almost broke through.

Then you’re dead.

The crowd fell into a tense silence. All eyes turned toward Lin Feng, waiting… some anxious, some curious, others already sensing something was off.

“Fine.” Lin Feng shrugged lightly. No hesitation. No anger. No need to argue. It was as if Shi Dong’s taunts meant nothing at all. With a simple flick of his finger, the turtle shell treasure shimmered.

The massive, ancient aura surrounding him instantly collapsed inward, condensing into a streak of dim light that shot back toward his hand.

In the blink of an eye, it reformed into a small, ordinary-looking ring resting quietly on his finger. The oppressive defensive presence vanished completely. The sudden change made several onlookers gasp.

“He actually put it away…”

“Is he really going to fight head-on?”

“Something feels wrong…”

Even those who admired Lin Feng couldn’t help but feel a trace of unease. Meanwhile, Shi Dong’s eyes lit up.

“Ding!”

He casually dismissed his sword as well, letting it fade into nothingness as he began walking forward. His steps were slow, intentional… each one carrying a quiet confidence, like a hunter savoring the final moments before the kill.

One step. Two steps. Three… The closer he got, the less he bothered hiding his expression. A smile crept onto his lips. Then it spread wider.

Until it twisted into a full, grotesque grin and one filled with certainty, greed, and bloodlust. In his eyes, Lin Feng was already a corpse.

“You really are an arrogant fool,” Shi Dong muttered in his heart, his thoughts hidden and filled with mockery. “To fall for something so simple… your clan must have protected you too well.”

He stopped just within striking distance. For a split second, everything became still.

“DIE FOOL!”