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

Chapter 416 Can I Pay for This Forbidden Manual in Installments? · Nov 04, 2026

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401 Chapter 401 How Dare You Steal a Kiss from This Young Master? 2026-11-04
402 Chapter 402 A True Master Can Cultivate While Chewing on a Chicken Leg 2026-11-04
403 Chapter 403 My Face is Thick, but My Jade Stem is Thicker 2026-11-04
404 Chapter 404 You Want My Recipe? You Aren’t Worthy of the Salt! 2026-11-04
405 Chapter 405 Your Tongue is Sharp, but My Spear Intent is Sharper 2026-11-04
406 Chapter 406 My Pride Demands You Moan Louder for the Elders to Hear 2026-11-04
407 Chapter 407 I Only Sneezed, Why is the Sect Mountain Missing? 2026-11-04
408 Chapter 408 Stealing a Mountain While the Sect Leader Naps 2026-11-04
409 Chapter 409 How Dare You Heal Me Without My Permission! 2026-11-04
410 Chapter 410 I Swear It’s a Healing Salve, Not Leftover Soup 2026-11-04
411 Chapter 411 The Sound Barrier is My Only Friend 2026-11-04
412 Chapter 412 Acupuncture or Voodoo Depends on Who’s Asking 2026-11-04
413 Chapter 413 Who Let the Young Master Off His Leash? 2026-11-04
414 Chapter 414 1,001 Ways to Make a Cultivator Cry Without Touching Them 2026-11-04
415 Chapter 415 You Have Eyes But Fail to See... That I’m Standing Right Behind You 2026-11-04
416 Chapter 416 Can I Pay for This Forbidden Manual in Installments? 2026-11-04
417 Chapter 417 I Thought I Was the Protagonist Until the Sword Went Through My Chest 2026-11-04
418 Chapter 418 Tasked with Saving the World, But I Can’t Even Save for Retirement 2026-11-04
419 Chapter 419 Wait! Let Me Finish My Trash Talk First! 2026-11-04
420 Chapter 420 My Arrow Has a Better Sense of Direction Than I Do 2026-11-04
421 Chapter 421 Nice Chair, I’ll Take It. 2026-11-04
422 Chapter 422 I Said the Pill Was Life-Saving, I Never Said It Wouldn’t Taste Like Dirty Socks 2026-11-04
423 Chapter 423 Why Use a Sword When You Can Simply Bark the Enemy to Death? 2026-11-04
424 Chapter 424 Your Young Master is a Genius? My Dog Can Do Basic Alchemy 2026-11-04
425 Chapter 425 I Am Saving Your Life, So Stop Complaining About the Third Arm 2026-11-04
426 Chapter 426 A Brief Lesson in Why Screaming Does Not Stop a Falling Mountain 2026-11-04
427 Chapter 427 The Spirit Lake is Beautiful, Just Ignore the Floating Young Masters 2026-11-04
428 Chapter 428 I Set a Trap for a Rabbit and Caught a Fat Bored Immortal 2026-11-04
429 Chapter 429 If You’re Reading This, I’ve Already Run Away with Your Spirit Stones 2026-11-04
430 Chapter 430 Crossing Ten Million Miles Just to Realize I Forgot My Sword 2026-11-04
431 Chapter 431 That Time the Most Beautiful Woman in Jianghu Asked Me for Directions and Then Robbed Me 2026-11-04
432 Chapter 432 Gazing at the Divine Treasure for Three Full Days Without Moving a Muscle 2026-11-04
433 Chapter 433 Three Minutes of Posturing, Two Seconds of Fighting 2026-11-04
434 Chapter 434 A Divine Spirit Vessel with Zero Cupholders (Bonus - for weekly Webnovel Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!) 2026-11-04
435 Chapter 435 A Peerless Expert’s Guide to Looking Busy While Doing Nothing 2026-11-04
436 Chapter 436 Why Fly When You Can Just Jump Really, Really Hard? 2026-11-04
437 Chapter 437 Counting Lashes to Fall Asleep 2026-11-04
438 Chapter 438 Explaining My Technique for Ten Minutes While the Enemy Bleeds Out 2026-11-04
439 Chapter 439 If You Can’t Refine the Sun, Don’t Bother Me Before Brunch 2026-11-04
440 Chapter 440 Ten Thousand Cultivators, One Brain Cell 2026-11-04
441 Chapter 441 Why is Every Ancient Treasure at the Bottom of a Waterfall? 2026-11-04
442 Chapter 442 Please Stop Using the Spirit Python as a Skipping Rope 2026-11-04
443 Chapter 443 My Master’s Wisdom Sounds Suspicously Like Gibberish 2026-11-04
444 Chapter 444 The Peerless Fairy is Currently Looking for Her Lost Shoe 2026-11-04
445 Chapter 445 I Told Him He Was Courting Death, But He Didn’t Have an Appointment 2026-11-04
446 Chapter 446 Why Are You Screaming? It’s Just a Flesh Wound 2026-11-04
447 Chapter 447 Your Ultimate Move Has a Very Long Loading Screen 2026-11-04
448 Chapter 448 A Gift From the Jade Emperor? I’d Rather Have Cash 2026-11-04
449 Chapter 449 I’m Not Ascending, I’m Just Hallucinating from Lack of Sleep 2026-11-04
450 Chapter 450 Your Gratitude is Touching, Please Stop Crying on My Robes 2026-11-04

“A… a flower with all seven colors of the rainbow…” he muttered under his breath, his voice trembling ever so slightly.

“This… this is…” He stepped forward without realizing it, his eyes locked onto the rose as if it were the most precious treasure in existence.

“That’s the Seven-Colored Glazed Rose!” His voice rose in shock. Gasps echoed throughout the hall.

Before anyone could react, Shi Hanfeng had already reached out and taken the rose from Lin Feng’s hand.

His movements, once steady and dignified, were now hurried almost desperate.

His hands… were trembling.

Up close, the beauty of the rose became even more apparent.

Each petal seemed to contain a world of its own, faint spiritual energy flowing through it like a living entity.

A faint fragrance lingered in the air, refreshing the mind and calming the soul.

Shi Hanfeng held it carefully, as if afraid that even the slightest force might damage it.

“This is truly… the Seven-Colored Glazed Rose…” he whispered, his voice filled with disbelief and reverence.

For a man of his status to react like this… Everyone present finally realized one thing.

That seemingly simple flower… was anything but ordinary.

Shi Hanfeng was a Medicine King, a figure whose name alone carried immense weight across countless people.

His soul essence had been tempered through decades… no, centuries of refinement, far surpassing that of ordinary cultivators.

With a mere glance, he could unsettle the minds of the weak, crushing their will or even reducing their thoughts into incoherent ruin.

To beings beneath his level, his presence alone felt like standing before an unfathomable abyss.

Because of this, his sensitivity to anything related to the soul had reached an almost terrifying degree.

The moment the seven-colored glazed rose appeared, the air itself seemed to shift.

Shi Hanfeng’s pupils shrank ever so slightly.

A faint, almost imperceptible ripple spread through his spiritual sense as it brushed against the flower.

In that instant, his expression calm and indifferent just moments ago underwent a hidden yet undeniable change.

A gentle aura radiated from the rose, its seven translucent petals shimmering like crystallized light.

Each color flowed into the next in perfect harmony, forming a mesmerizing cycle that seemed almost alive.

The fragrance it released was light and ethereal, yet it carried a profound depth that seeped directly into the soul.

Shi Hanfeng could feel it clearly.

His spirit… was being nourished.

It was as if a long-parched land within him had suddenly been touched by a drop of pure spring water.

The effect was small, but to someone at his level, even the slightest improvement in soul strength was something priceless—something worth fighting for.

This… this is real.

A flicker of excitement, long buried beneath years of composure, rose within his heart.

“I’ve only ever seen this flower recorded in ancient texts…” Shi Hanfeng spoke slowly, his voice lower than before, almost reverent.

“The seven-colored glazed rose… a treasure said to nurture and refine the soul itself.”

His gaze snapped toward Lin Feng, sharp and probing, as if trying to peel back every layer of the young man before him.

“Where did you obtain it?”

For a brief moment, the bustling hall seemed to fall silent.

Even those who couldn’t recognize the flower instinctively felt that something extraordinary had just appeared.

Lin Feng, however, remained completely at ease.

He casually brushed his sleeve, as if what he had taken out was nothing more than a common herb.

“I was just wandering near the mountains,” he said lightly. “Came across it by chance. It looked nice, smelled nice… so I figured it must be something good.”

He tilted his head slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

In truth, this flower was as common as grass in Lin Feng’s treasure trove.

“So… is this enough to earn me that chance?”

The question hung in the air.

Shi Hanfeng didn’t hesitate.

Not even for a breath.

“Yes.”

The answer came immediately, firm and decisive.

A broad smile spread across his aged face, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepening.

The rose in his hand vanished instantly, stored away with practiced ease so quickly that it almost seemed like he feared Lin Feng might take it back.

Clearly, he was more than satisfied. He was delighted.

Such a treasure, even for a Medicine King, was not something one encountered often.

Around them, the crowd erupted into hushed murmurs.

“What was that flower…?”

“Did you feel that just now? My mind suddenly felt clearer…”

“It must be an extraordinary treasure for Elder Shi to react like that…”

Among them, Long Aotian stood frozen, his eyes wide as disbelief and anger warred within them.

He had watched everything unfold from beginning to end.

The casual tone, the effortless exchange, the immediate agreement…

It felt like a slap to his face.

This is absurd…!

His teeth clenched, his nails digging into his palms.

He wanted to kill Lin Feng so badly but he can’t do it now since Lin Feng got favored by the old man.

“This is corruption… blatant corruption…” he muttered under his breath, unable to contain himself any longer.

Stepping forward, he cupped his fists, though the stiffness in his posture betrayed his emotions.

“Elder Shi… I don’t think this is appropriate.”

His voice carried hesitation, but also a trace of unwillingness.

Shi Hanfeng didn’t even turn his head.

To him, Long Aotian’s protest was no more than the barking of an insignificant junior.

Before the old man could respond, Lin Feng had already turned around.

His gaze fell on Long Aotian, calm yet filled with unmistakable disdain.

“If you have a treasure of equal value,” Lin Feng said lazily, “then by all means, bring it out.”

He took a step forward, his presence subtly pressing down.

“Otherwise…” His lips curled into a faint, mocking smile. “Keep your mouth shut.”

A brief pause.

“Like the poor little dog you are.”

The words landed like a hammer.

Long Aotian’s face flushed crimson in an instant, veins bulging at his temples.

His entire body trembled not from fear, but from pure, unrestrained rage.

“You!”

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