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

Chapter 420 My Arrow Has a Better Sense of Direction Than I Do · 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

Even Shi Hanfeng had to circulate his energy to resist the pressure, his robes fluttering wildly.

“This…”

His eyes widened.

So this is… the Asura Sword Sovereign…

Even in such a decayed state… He was still this terrifying.

Far away, in the depths of Dao Origin City, several ancient figures opened their eyes simultaneously.

Their gazes pierced through space, landing directly on the Xiao estate.

“That aura…”

“It’s him.”

“The Asura Sword Sovereign… Xiao Yan.”

A heavy silence followed.

“Who,” one of them muttered gravely, “has provoked his fury at a time like this?”

Back in the chamber… The air had completely changed. Xiao Yan’s eyes burned.

No longer dim.No longer fading.

They blazed like twin suns, filled with killing intent that seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth.

And all of it was locked onto Lin Feng.

“Kill!” Xiao Yan roared, his voice crashing through the air like thunder, filled with boundless fury and killing intent.

In an instant, the spiritual essence within his body erupted.

It did not simply rise… it exploded outward, surging like a raging sea.

Crimson energy poured from his pores, spiraling upward into the sky.

The heavens themselves seemed to tremble as a blood-red hue spread across the firmament, dyeing everything in a terrifying scarlet glow.

The ground beneath him cracked, unable to withstand the pressure, while the surrounding air warped and distorted as though reality itself feared his wrath.

This was the true origin of his daoist title… Asura.

A being born for slaughter. A demon who walked the path of blood.

Thud.

Two figures collapsed almost simultaneously.

Shi Hanfeng and Deng Zimo didn’t even have the strength to resist.

Their faces turned pale as paper, their bodies trembling violently before giving out entirely.

They fell to the ground like broken puppets, their consciousness snuffed out by the overwhelming spiritual pressure alone.

They weren’t attacked. They simply… could not endure.

The crimson aura continued to rage for several breaths more, shaking the very space around them, before… It vanished.

As suddenly as it came, the terrifying pressure receded like a tide withdrawing from the shore.

Xiao Yan stood there, his figure swaying ever so slightly.

His body now looked frail, almost sickly, as though that single outburst had drained him of a great portion of his strength.

His breathing grew heavier, and the veins along his arms faintly pulsed, betraying the strain he had just endured.

Yet… The fire in his eyes did not dim. If anything, it burned even hotter. Sharp. Piercing. Unyielding.

“What are you really up to?” Xiao Yan asked, his voice lower now, but carrying a weight far heavier than before.

His gaze locked onto Lin Feng like a blade, trying to cut through every layer of pretense.

Lin Feng, however, remained unmoved.

He stood there calmly, as if everything that had just occurred was nothing more than a passing breeze.

“I already said it,” Lin Feng replied indifferently. “Must there always be lies in one’s mouth? Sometimes, you just have to drop your guard and take things at face value.”

His tone was neither arrogant nor humble. It was simply… certain.

That certainty made Xiao Yan’s brows furrow slightly. Silence fell between them.

The air, though no longer filled with oppressive force, still felt heavy like the calm before another storm.

Xiao Yan stared at Lin Feng, his eyes narrowing as he tried to see through him.

But no matter how hard he looked… He saw nothing.

No fluctuations. No fear. No trace of forced composure.

It was as if Lin Feng stood outside the natural order…. untouched, unfazed, and utterly indifferent to everything Xiao Yan had just displayed.

Even when he had unleashed the full extent of his spiritual strength… Lin Feng hadn’t reacted.

Not even a flicker. That single detail sent waves crashing through Xiao Yan’s mind.

“This young man… is at least as strong as I was at my peak… perhaps even far stronger,” Xiao Yan mused inwardly, his heart trembling slightly at the realization.

The thought shocked him to his core.

At his peak, he had stood among the strongest of his generation, feared and respected across countless regions.

His name alone could shake sects and silence enemies. And yet now…

He couldn’t even gauge the depth of the man standing before him.

Who was Lin Feng? Where did he come from? Why had he never heard of such a monster?

Xiao Yan slowly exhaled, suppressing the storm within his heart.

He shook his head faintly, recalling an old saying he had once dismissed as meaningless.

To a summer insect, ice does not exist.

Back then, he believed himself to be someone who had seen the vastness of the world.

But now…

Standing before Lin Feng, he felt like that very insect trapped in his narrow understanding, unable to comprehend the existence of something far beyond his reach.

For the first time in a long while… Xiao Yan felt uncertainty.

“Okay.” Xiao Yan simply nodded, uttering a single word without hesitation.

Since he had already made his decision, there was no point in dragging things out.

Lin Feng didn’t waste time either.

He stepped forward calmly, his movements steady and precise, and stopped right in front of Xiao Yan.

Without any unnecessary gestures, he raised his hand and hovered it just above Xiao Yan’s chest directly over the heart.

Or more accurately… The place where the true wound lay hidden. An old wound. A fatal one.

Specifically an arrow wound.

Xiao Yan’s pupils shrank ever so slightly.

“He even knows where I was struck…” Xiao Yan muttered inwardly, unable to suppress the shock rising in his heart.

That injury was something he had concealed for countless years.

Back then, during the great demon war over a hundred thousand years ago, a single arrow had pierced through the battlefield and struck him just above the heart.

The force behind it had been terrifying, carrying a will so absolute that even he, at his peak, had nearly fallen.

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