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

Chapter 419 Wait! Let Me Finish My Trash Talk First! · 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

“I suppose… it’s not so bad to be surprised in this way, Hanfeng.”

There was mockery in Xiao Yan’s tone but not entirely. Beneath it, something faint stirred.

Xiao Yan shifted his weight, leaning more heavily on his sword as he took a slow step closer to Lin Feng.

The dense death qi around him rippled slightly, reacting to his movement like a disturbed swamp.

Up close, the aura was even more suffocating.

It was decay… ruin… the very embodiment of life reaching its end.

Yet Lin Feng stood unmoved. Their eyes met. One old and fading. The other calm and unfathomable.

“If you can heal me, young man…” Xiao Yan said slowly, each word deliberate, “…then I will reward you with anything you desire.”

His lips curled into a faint smile. It looked casual. Almost careless.

But Lin Feng saw through it instantly. Deep within those dim, dying eyes… There burned a flame.

A fierce, unyielding flame. Hope.

After a million years of existence… after enduring a battle that nearly erased him from this world… after watching countless healers fail and despair take root…

This old hero… Still refused to give up.

He clung stubbornly to life, like a blade refusing to dull, like a will that even death could not completely extinguish.

Lin Feng’s gaze sharpened ever so slightly.

Interesting… A man like this… Was far from ordinary.

“I don’t need or want anything,” Lin Feng said calmly. “All I want is the Medicine King title so your Medicine Pavilion stops bothering me. After that, I’ll heal whoever I want, whenever I want.”

His tone was steady, almost indifferent, as if he were discussing something trivial. He stepped forward.

“Wait!” Shi Hanfeng called out sharply, his expression changing for the first time.

But Lin Feng didn’t even slow down.

He closed the distance in a few calm steps and stopped just a pace away from Xiao Yan.

The moment he did… The surrounding death qi surged.

It pressed inward like a living thing, thick and suffocating, carrying with it the stench of decay and the weight of countless years of deterioration.

For any ordinary cultivator, this alone would have been enough to shatter their mind, corrode their body, and extinguish their life.

At the very least, they would be on their knees screaming for their mama’s help.

At worst… Dead. Yet Lin Feng stood there quietly. Unaffected. Not a single fluctuation in his aura.

Not a single change in his expression. Xiao Yan’s eyes narrowed.

For the first time since their meeting, the faint amusement in his gaze completely vanished, replaced by something far more serious.

He observed Lin Feng carefully. Closely.

The death qi around him didn’t just harm, it revealed.

It peeled away disguises, exposed weaknesses, and crushed those unworthy of standing near him.

Yet this young man… Was like a stone dropped into a bottomless ocean. No ripple. No reaction. Nothing.

“I can’t see through him…?”

The thought surfaced, and for the first time in a very long while, Xiao Yan felt a trace of genuine surprise.

In his million years of existence, there were only a handful of people he couldn’t fully perceive.

Each one of them… Was a monster in their own right. Which meant…

Lin Feng was far more than he appeared to be.

The old man’s gaze deepened, his thoughts turning rapidly.

With his experience, it didn’t take long for him to piece together a possibility.

A young man. Unfathomable depth. Unshaken by death qi. Such a person…

Could only come from one place. His expression turned cold.

“Get away from me.”

His voice, though weak, carried an undeniable sharpness.

“I would rather die…” he continued, spitting lightly onto the ground, “…than live with the help of some ancient clan scum.”

Without another glance, Xiao Yan turned away.

Leaning on his sword, he began to walk off in slow, dragging steps each one unsteady, yet resolute.

He chose death… Over what he believed Lin Feng represented. And he did so without hesitation.

Lin Feng understood. He understood perfectly.

The hatred, the rejection, the disgust in Xiao Yan’s voice… it wasn’t baseless.

It was carved from experience, from betrayal, from things that had happened long before most people in this world were even born.

Ancient clans…

They stood at the peak of power, yet beneath that glory often lay greed, manipulation, and indifference to the lives of others.

For someone like Xiao Yan who had once fought to protect the entire continent, such forces were not allies.

They were nothing but cold hearted parasites.

“I’m not from an ancient clan,” Lin Feng said calmly. “And even if I were…”

He took a small step forward, his voice turning colder.

“…would you really throw away your chance to be cured?”

A brief pause. Then his eyes sharpened.

“…knowing that the insatiable hunger from the south is still lurking and waiting to sniff out even the slightest weakness in your borders?”

The words fell like thunder. For a split second everything froze.

Then… Xiao Yan turned around abruptly.

His frail body straightened ever so slightly, and in that instant, it was as if the dying old man had vanished.

What stood there… Was a sovereign.

Boom!

An unimaginable fighting intent erupted from his body. It was vast. Ancient. Absolute!

The bloodlust that followed was even more terrifying… thick and suffocating, like an ocean of corpses and rivers of blood crashing into reality.

It burst out of the chamber, tearing through the estate and surging into the skies above the city.

The entire Dao Origin City trembled.

“Who?! Who is releasing such killing intent?!”

“Oh no… I… I can’t breathe!”

“We’re going to die!”

Weaker cultivators collapsed on the spot, their minds unable to withstand the pressure.

One after another, they dropped like lifeless puppets, their consciousness snuffed out by the sheer weight of that aura.

Even seasoned experts felt their hearts pound violently, their legs turning weak as fear gripped them.

Within the estate, Shi Hanfeng’s expression changed drastically.

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