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

Chapter 396 She Offered Her Heart, But I Only Needed Her Spirit Stones (Bonus - for weekly Webnovel Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!) · Nov 04, 2026

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351 Chapter 351 The Missing Piece of My Dual Cultivation Puzzle 2026-11-04
352 Chapter 352 No Technique, Just Thrust! The Barbarian’s Path to the Peak 2026-11-04
353 Chapter 353 The Ancient Willow’s Impenetrable Morning Wood 2026-11-04
354 Chapter 354 The Spear God’s Tip is Unusually Hot 2026-11-04
355 Chapter 355 Just One Finger is Enough to Make You Reach the Peak 2026-11-04
356 Chapter 356 Taking It All Down in One Gulp 2026-11-04
357 Chapter 357 Taking the Patriarch’s Large Jug with Both Hands 2026-11-04
358 Chapter 358 Rubbing the Abbot’s Lucky Bald Head 2026-11-04
359 Chapter 359 Pretending to be the Eunuch in the Empress’s Bedchamber 2026-11-04
360 Chapter 360 The Saintess’s Heart is Pure, but Her Moans are 10,000 Decibels 2026-11-04
361 Chapter 361 The Rogue Cultivator Who Knew Too Many Positions 2026-11-04
362 Chapter 362 The Demon Realm is Scary, but Have You Seen Me Without a Nap? 2026-11-04
363 Chapter 363 The Sword Is Unsheathed, but the Disciple Is MIA 2026-11-04
364 Chapter 364 Vanishing Like Smoke Before the Second Round 2026-11-04
365 Chapter 365 A Heart of Iron, a Spear of Jade, and a Will of Jelly 2026-11-04
366 Chapter 366 Behold My Glorious Transcendent Flying Boat 2026-11-04
367 Chapter 367 Pencils, Protractors, and Other Weapons of Minor Destruction 2026-11-04
368 Chapter 368 Thinking Inside the Box (Bonus - for weekly Webnovel Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!) 2026-11-04
369 Chapter 369 Just a Flesh Wound! Please Ignore the Missing Limbs! 2026-11-04
370 Chapter 370 The Peerless Sword Saint is Currently Washing Dishes 2026-11-04
371 Chapter 371 Someone Fed the Spirit Beast the Leftovers and Now It’s Glowing 2026-11-04
372 Chapter 372 The Heavens Orchestrated a Fated Meeting, but I Was Busy Napping 2026-11-04
373 Chapter 373 Cooking Rice? No, I Am Forging a Soul Consuming Elixir 2026-11-04
374 Chapter 374 The Silkworm Silk Sheets Cannot Withstand This Sword Intent 2026-11-04
375 Chapter 375 The Jade Beauty Thinks I’m a Stalker, I Just Want My Deposit Back 2026-11-04
376 Chapter 376 The Dao of the Wandering Finger 2026-11-04
377 Chapter 377 To Lick or Not to Lick? That is the Immortal Question 2026-11-04
378 Chapter 378 The Throat-Parched Immortal Swallows the Entire Ocean 2026-11-04
379 Chapter 379 My Master’s Meditation Looks Remarkably Like a Nap 2026-11-04
380 Chapter 380 The Sound of One Thousand Elders Charging Their Ults 2026-11-04
381 Chapter 381 I Trained for Ten Million Years and All I Got Was This Stinky Beard 2026-11-04
382 Chapter 382 How Many True Forms Does This Guy Have? 2026-11-04
383 Chapter 383 Local Genius Realizes He Is Actually a Background Character 2026-11-04
384 Chapter 384 You Have the Eyes of a Dragon and the Brain of a Shrimp 2026-11-04
385 Chapter 385 Your Ancestor’s Sword Makes a Great Back-scratcher 2026-11-04
386 Chapter 386 I Am Using This Ancient Cauldron to Cook Noodles, and You Cannot Stop Me 2026-11-04
387 Chapter 387 I Didn’t Want This Treasure, But the Heavens Shoved It Down My Throat 2026-11-04
388 Chapter 388 I Am the Harbinger of Death, Please Stop Throwing Rotten Tomatoes 2026-11-04
389 Chapter 389 I Spent Three Million Years in Seclusion and Forgot How to Walk 2026-11-04
390 Chapter 390 Since You Won’t Give Me Face, I’ll Take Your Personal Space 2026-11-04
391 Chapter 391 Counting 10,000 Spirit Sheep in Order to Sleep 2026-11-04
392 Chapter 392 Junior, This Gift is Too Heavy! 2026-11-04
393 Chapter 393 The Ancestor Emerges from Seclusion Just for the Expensive Alcohol 2026-11-04
394 Chapter 394 My Master Forgot My Birthday and Tried to Sell Me to a Rival Sect Again 2026-11-04
395 Chapter 395 To Catch the Fish, One Must First Become the Worm 2026-11-04
396 Chapter 396 She Offered Her Heart, But I Only Needed Her Spirit Stones (Bonus - for weekly Webnovel Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!) 2026-11-04
397 Chapter 397 Seeking the Dao? I’m Just Seeking a Spoon 2026-11-04
398 Chapter 398 Shut Up and Take My Breath Away 2026-11-04
399 Chapter 399 This Junior Is Not Practicing the Forbidden Arts, This Is Just a Greeting! 2026-11-04
400 Chapter 400 Refining a Love Potion in a Pressure Cooker 2026-11-04

Chapter 396: Chapter 396 She Offered Her Heart, But I Only Needed Her Spirit Stones (Bonus Chapter for weekly NovelFire Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!)

Li Yuhua paused mid motion, the wine cup hovering just before her lips.

For a brief second, her gaze flickered… complicated, distant. Then she forced a small smile.

“I’m fine, Jinhui,” she replied lightly. “I just happen to like your wine. What kind is this?”

Her tone was casual, almost playful. But it didn’t fool Liu Jinhui.

As Liu Yang’s mother and Li Yuhua’s closest friend, she knew her far too well.

The slight stiffness in her smile, the way her fingers lingered on the cup, the faint distraction in her eyes…

Something was clearly off. Still, Liu Jinhui said nothing. She simply watched.

After all, she had a feeling she wouldn’t be left wondering for long. And she was right.

Li Yuhua set her cup down. For a moment, she sat there silently, as if gathering her thoughts.

Then, without another word, she rose to her feet.

Her movement was graceful, yet carried a subtle decisiveness that immediately drew attention.

Step by step, she began walking toward the main table. Toward Lin Feng.

Liu Jinhui’s eyes widened slightly in realization.

“So that’s it…” she murmured inwardly, her gaze growing complicated.

All around, conversations softened as people began to notice her approach.

Li Yuhua was no ordinary woman.

Her striking red hair was tied into a high, elegant bun, each strand arranged with meticulous care.

Under the soft glow of the lanterns, it shimmered faintly, making her stand out effortlessly from the crowd.

Her features were delicate yet mature, her figure graceful and refined.

There was a quiet confidence in the way she carried herself… something that set her apart from the younger, more inexperienced maidens who had approached earlier.

Where they were nervous… She was composed. Where they were tentative… She was resolute.

With every step she took, more eyes turned toward her.

Even the elders, who had been observing the earlier attempts with measured patience, straightened slightly, their expressions sharpening with interest.

“This one…” one of them muttered under his breath.

“She’s different.”

And indeed, she was.

Li Yuhua stopped just a short distance from Lin Feng’s table.

For a brief moment, she said nothing.

Her eyes rested on him… calm, yet carrying an emotion too complex to be easily understood.

The surrounding noise seemed to dim, as if the entire celebration hall was unconsciously holding its breath.

Three breaths later, Li Yuhua finally moved.

She did not rush, nor did she slow. It was the pace of someone who had already made up her mind.

When she arrived, she didn’t ask for permission. She simply sat down right beside him.

Her presence immediately shifted the subtle balance at the table.

At that moment, Lin Feng had been speaking with the birthday celebrant Liu Yichen.

Up close, Liu Yichen’s features were indeed ordinary… nothing sharp, nothing particularly memorable.

It was easy to see where Liu Yang inherited his looks.

Yet beneath that plain exterior lay a keen mind, one capable of reading situations quickly.

And right now, he read this one perfectly.

The moment Li Yuhua sat down, Liu Yichen understood what was about to unfold.

There was no hesitation.

He rose smoothly, cupping his fists with practiced respect.

“I just remembered that I have a few important guests I need to attend to, Young Master Lin Feng,” Liu Yichen said, his tone natural, as if nothing unusual had happened.

“Please excuse me for a moment. I’ll return shortly.”

Lin Feng gave a faint nod, neither stopping him nor questioning him.

Liu Yichen left without another word. He simply walked away, leaving the rest to have some private conversation.

Back at the table, silence lingered for a brief moment. Not an awkward silence…

But a quiet pause, like the stillness before something significant.

Lin Feng turned his gaze slightly. His eyes settled on Li Yuhua. For a moment, he simply observed.

There was no denying it… she bore a striking resemblance to her daughter, Li Zhiyan.

The same delicate features, the same natural beauty. But where the daughter was like a budding flower…

The mother was already in full bloom. Her beauty carried depth. Experience.

A quiet confidence that came from years of understanding herself and the world around her.

Even the way she sat… poised, composed held an effortless grace that younger women could not replicate.

More importantly… There was intent in her eyes.

Unlike the others who had approached earlier, filled with hesitation or awkward attempts at charm…

Li Yuhua was clear. She knew why she was here. And she wasn’t hiding it.

“I’ve heard quite a lot about you from my daughter, Master Lin Feng,” she said at last, her voice smooth and unhurried.

Her gaze met his directly. There was no shyness. No evasion. Only calm confidence.

In truth, everything she knew about him had been gathered only yesterday from her daughter.

For years, Li Yuhua had played her role perfectly. A dutiful woman. A responsible mother.

Someone who placed obligations above her own desires.

She had never once stepped outside that boundary. But tonight… Something had changed.

It was simply that she was tired of living only for others. For the first time in a long while…

She wanted something for herself.

“I hope they were all good things,” Lin Feng replied, his tone calm, a faint smile resting on his lips.

“Oh, they were,” Li Yuhua said softly.

Her fingers lightly traced the rim of her wine cup, a small, almost absent minded gesture but her eyes never left his.

“In fact… I also heard from Yan’er that you seem to have a soft spot for women my age.”

She leaned in slightly. Not enough to be improper. But enough to close the distance.

Enough to make her intention unmistakable.

“I wonder…” she continued, her voice lowering just a fraction, carrying a subtle warmth, “is that true, Master Lin Feng?”

Around them, the noise of the celebration seemed distant. Not gone but muted.

As if this small corner of the banquet had become its own world.

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