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

Chapter 627 I Swear I Was Dropping the Teacup Gently, the Table Just Died · Nov 04, 2026

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601 Chapter 601 Hand Over the Spatial Ring, Leave the Jade Beauty 2026-11-04
602 Chapter 602 The Heavenly Tribulation Was Delayed Because the Female Lead’s Makeup Took Three Hours 2026-11-04
603 Chapter 603 My Name Spreads Across the Nine Heavens, But I Just Wanted to Buy Cabbage in Peace 2026-11-04
604 Chapter 604 Even the Heavens Are Blushing! The Lovers’ Moon Overdoses on Aphrodisiac Qi 2026-11-04
605 Chapter 605 The Dao of Minding My Own Business Has Failed Me Entirely 2026-11-04
606 Chapter 606 I Swear, Fellow Daoist, My Sword Pole Just Slips Into Wet Tight Heavenly Cavities on Its Own! 2026-11-04
607 Chapter 607 Extinguishing the Phoenix Flame With a Very Specific Type of Fluid 2026-11-04
608 Chapter 608 The Elder Brother’s Tongue Is Simply Too Long! 2026-11-04
609 Chapter 609 Who Needs Pills When the Jade Fountain Is This Sweet? 2026-11-04
610 Chapter 610 The Pure Fairy’s Sacred Garden Will Never Be the Same Again 2026-11-04
611 Chapter 611 Trapped at the Gate! The Supreme Dao Encounters a Tight Squeeze 2026-11-04
612 Chapter 612 Too Ruthless! The Young Master Completely Breached the Defenses 2026-11-04
613 Chapter 613 The Jade Maiden Reaches Enlightenment and Asks for a Second Round 2026-11-04
614 Chapter 614 Zero Thoughts, Zero Regrets, and a Very Satisfied Jade Maiden 2026-11-04
615 Chapter 615 Who Allowed Him to Be This Strong?! 2026-11-04
616 Chapter 616 No Amount of Lubricating Nectar Can Fix This Size Difference! 2026-11-04
617 Chapter 617 The Jade Spring Overflows! Emergency Evacuation Initiated 2026-11-04
618 Chapter 618 My Dao of Romance Is Weak, But My Feelings Are Unshakable! 2026-11-04
619 Chapter 619 Who Cares About Immortality? I Just Want to Be the Ultimate Thirst Trap! 2026-11-04
620 Chapter 620 The Ice Beauty Reaches Enlightenment and Refuses to Leave the Bed 2026-11-04
621 Chapter 621 Cultivation Deviation or Pure Madness? The Jade Maiden Has Lost Her Mind! 2026-11-04
622 Chapter 622 Courting Death? No, I Am Courting the Ice Beauty! 2026-11-04
623 Chapter 623 Snatched Across Ten Thousand Li Just to be Forced to Wash Dishes 2026-11-04
624 Chapter 624 Convincing the Immortal Sword She is a Carrot 2026-11-04
625 Chapter 625 Why Slay the Heavenly Demon When You Can Lock the Front Door and Wait Him Out? 2026-11-04
626 Chapter 626 They Laughed at His Double Chin Until It Absorbed the Palm Technique 2026-11-04
627 Chapter 627 I Swear I Was Dropping the Teacup Gently, the Table Just Died 2026-11-04
628 Chapter 628 The Enemy Sect Kidnapped Me, but Now They Want to Pay Me to Leave 2026-11-04
629 Chapter 629 Dual Cultivation So Intense My Ancestors Felt It 2026-11-04
630 Chapter 630 Plowing the Sacred Rice Field of the Ice Empress 2026-11-04
631 Chapter 631 The Ice Empress Asked for Mercy, But My Yang Essence Was Infinite 2026-11-04
632 Chapter 632 Faking a Memory Loss Arc Just to Avoid My Harem’s Questions 2026-11-04
633 Chapter 633 My Tragic Backstory Was So Believable the Villains Started a GoFundMe 2026-11-04
634 Chapter 634 Seducing the Holy Maiden by Doing Absolutely Nothing 2026-11-04
635 Chapter 635 She Came to Assassinate Me, But Left with Her Inner Thighs Trembling 2026-11-04
636 Chapter 636 It Simply Will Not Fit! 2026-11-04
637 Chapter 637 I Found a Sentient Demon Ring, But All It Does Is Criticize My Posture 2026-11-04
638 Chapter 638 Aging Is a Social Construct I Refuse to Participate In 2026-11-04
639 Chapter 639 Devouring the Heavenly Peach Until the Juices Ran Down My Chin 2026-11-04
640 Chapter 640 Suffering Builds Character, But I Would Rather Build a Fast Forward Button 2026-11-04
641 Chapter 641 The Gift You Gave Me Tried to Eat My Entire Courtyard 2026-11-04
642 Chapter 642 I Just Needed a Band Aid, Not a 9th Grade Divine Resurrection Pill 2026-11-04
643 Chapter 643 The Light at the End of the Tunnel Is Just Another Fire Breathing Beast 2026-11-04
644 Chapter 644 I Am the Mythical Ancestor, Please Stop Asking Me to Fix the Sect’s Wi-Fi 2026-11-04
645 Chapter 645 Breaking Out of a Millennium of Seclusion... Wait, Why is the Sect Bankrupt?! 2026-11-04
646 Chapter 646 Junior, You Dare Put Pineapple on Imperial Pizza?! 2026-11-04
647 Chapter 647 The Culinary Immortal Tried to Challenge Me, So I Made Him Wash the Dishes 2026-11-04
648 Chapter 648 Why Is Everyone Looking at Me Like I’m a Roast Duck? 2026-11-04
649 Chapter 649 The Ancestor’s Divine Will Manual Was Just His Grocery List 2026-11-04
650 Chapter 650 The Ancient Prophecy Was Just a Drunken Ancestor’s Bad Joke 2026-11-04

Chapter 627: Chapter 627 I Swear I Was Dropping the Teacup Gently, the Table Just Died

Thomas Mercer was a former hardened soldier.

For years, he had served his country on the front lines, fighting in brutal conflicts where death had become as ordinary as the rising sun.

He had witnessed villages reduced to rubble, comrades fall beside him, and countless horrors that few civilians could even imagine.

War had changed him.

It had stripped away much of the compassion he once possessed and replaced it with cold pragmatism.

Eventually, however, his military career came to an abrupt end.

Thomas and several members of his unit were dishonorably discharged after being convicted of committing serious crimes against civilians during the war.

It was a stain on his record that could never be erased.

Thomas wasn’t proud of what had happened.

But neither did he pretend to be an innocent man.

He understood that he had crossed a line long ago.

Since leaving the military, he had drifted deeper into the criminal underworld, where his combat experience quickly earned him a reputation as a capable and ruthless operative.

Violence had become the only language he truly understood.

Over the years, Thomas had faced all kinds of dangerous opponents.

Professional assassins. Mercenaries. Drug cartels. Armed militias.

He had even encountered people so cruel that they made demons seem merciful by comparison.

He believed nothing in the world could frighten him anymore.

Until today.

His eyes remained fixed on the enormous figure slowly approaching through the morgue.

The smiling fat man. Bullets had done nothing. Powerful punches had done nothing.

Even the fearless criminals surrounding him now looked ready to flee.

For the first time in many years... Thomas felt genuine fear.

A cold sensation crawled up his spine as instinct screamed at him that the being before him was something no ordinary human should ever confront.

One of the masked men from Thomas’s kidnapping team swallowed nervously before speaking.

”B-Boss...”

”What are we supposed to do?”

”That... that thing is a monster.”

His voice trembled despite his efforts to remain composed.

Thomas remained silent for several seconds.

His military instincts rapidly analyzed the situation.

The conclusion was painfully obvious.

”We can’t fight it.”

His tone was grim.

”Our weapons are useless.”

He glanced toward the nearest exit.

”The only chance we have...”

”...is to get out of here.”

Several members of his team nodded immediately.

For professional soldiers like them, there was no shame in retreating from an unwinnable battle.

A tactical withdrawal was better than dying for nothing.

Unfortunately for them...

They had yet to realize one terrifying fact.

There was no exit anymore.

”Get away!”

”No! Stay back!”

”Someone stop that monster!”

The once organized criminals completely lost their composure.

Only minutes ago they had been laughing, mocking Lin Feng, and threatening everyone in sight.

Now...

They were the ones screaming.

Big Fatty Zhang San continued walking forward at the same slow, leisurely pace, his enormous body swaying with each heavy step.

Step...

He wasn’t in a hurry. He didn’t need to be.

To him, the frightened men before him were like mice trapped inside a sealed room.

There was nowhere for them to run. Several desperate gunmen opened fire again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Muzzle flashes illuminated the gloomy morgue.

Bullets poured toward Zhang San from every direction.

Some struck his forehead. Others hit his chest.

Several landed directly on his enormous stomach.

When the smoke cleared...

Zhang San remained exactly where he had been.

Not a single wound appeared on his body.

The bullets simply fell harmlessly onto the floor with metallic clinks.

”...Impossible.”

One thug stared blankly at the ground.

”My gun...”

”It... it didn’t even leave a mark.”

Another criminal dropped his rifle altogether.

”He’s not human.”

”No human can survive that.”

Panic spread faster than wildfire.

Some grabbed steel chairs and swung them with all their strength.

Clang!

The chair bent in half.

Zhang San merely scratched his cheek.

”Hmm...”

”That almost felt nice.”

The thug’s face turned pale.

Before he could retreat...

Smack!

Zhang San casually waved his hand.

The man spun through the air like a rag doll before crashing into a row of metal cabinets.

The cabinets collapsed with a thunderous crash.

Elsewhere, three more criminals rushed him with knives.

They attacked from different angles, hoping to overwhelm him through numbers.

Their blades struck his neck, back, and stomach.

Clink!

Every blade shattered.

The men stared at the broken knife handles still clutched in their hands.

”W-What...”

Zhang San looked down at the broken pieces.

”You boys should invest in better knives.”

He grinned.

”My skin is worth more than those.”

A second later...

Boom!

One slap.

Three bodies flew backward simultaneously.

Thomas Mercer watched everything unfold.

Years of military training told him exactly what this meant.

Their enemy wasn’t merely stronger.

He was operating on an entirely different level.

Every tactic he knew became meaningless.

”Fall back!” Thomas shouted.

”Spread out!”

”Look for another exit!”

The surviving men obeyed immediately.

Some sprinted toward doors.

Others searched windows.

A few even tried smashing through the walls with fire extinguishers and heavy furniture.

Nothing worked.

Every door led back into the same room.

Every hallway curved impossibly.

Every window revealed only endless darkness.

The morgue had become an inescapable maze.

One man fell to his knees.

”We’re trapped...”

Another slammed his fists against a wall until his knuckles bled.

”This can’t be real!”

Thomas clenched his jaw.

His instincts screamed that they had been pulled somewhere beyond his understanding.

No military training.

No battlefield experience.

No amount of courage could explain what was happening.

Meanwhile, Zhang San laughed happily.

”Hehehe...”

”I love watching mortals.”

”You never give up.”

”Even after realizing escape is impossible...”

”You still struggle.”

”That’s admirable.”

”But also...”

He cracked his knuckles.

”...completely pointless.”

He disappeared.

To the criminals, it looked as though his enormous body had simply vanished.

”W-Where did he go?”

Before anyone could answer...

Bang!

A man was sent flying.

They were like helpless children before the fatty’s staggering strength.

Bang!

Another crashed through a row of steel tables.

Bang!

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