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

Everyone stared at Lin Qingyan. Nobody spoke.

Nobody even seemed to remember how to breathe.

The elders who had previously regarded her as nothing more than a lowly farmer were completely dumbfounded.

“This…”

One elder’s mouth hung open.

Another rubbed his eyes repeatedly, seemingly wondering whether he was seeing things correctly.

Even the clan patriarch was frozen in place. This was Lin Qingyan?

The farmer they had seen every day?

The woman they had considered ordinary and unattractive?

She was actually such a breathtaking beauty!

Lin Qingyan lowered her head somewhat shyly.

She had been hiding her true appearance for so many years that she was not accustomed to being seen like this.

Lin Feng, however, simply smiled.

He had already known what she truly looked like.

More importantly, he knew that her appearance was merely the surface.

The real treasure was the Chaos Lotus Physique hidden within her body.

The people of this clan had spent years looking down on her because they could not see past her disguise.

They had never realized that the seemingly ordinary farmer they ignored was actually a supreme treasure waiting to bloom.

And now, not only had her true appearance been revealed, she had also become the personal disciple of Lin Feng.

From this moment onward, Lin Qingyan’s fate had completely changed.

“Good. Once this feast is over, you will follow me from now on. I have many students, but in this life, I have only taken one disciple. You will be my second disciple, and you already have one senior sister.”

Lin Feng smiled and gestured toward the main table.

“Come. Sit with us.”

“…”

Lin Qingyan hesitated.

She did not immediately move toward the table. Instead, she quietly looked into Lin Feng’s eyes, carefully observing his expression.

There was a reason she had hidden her beauty for so many years.

Her aunt, Chen Baojiao, had warned her about it from a young age.

Being exceptionally beautiful could be both a blessing and a curse.

Beauty could bring opportunities, but it could also attract people with malicious intentions.

As her aunt had once told her, some evil men would try to take what did not belong to them simply because they desired it.

That was why Lin Qingyan had deliberately disguised herself as an ordinary farmer through her aunt’s help.

She covered her natural beauty, dressed plainly, and lived a simple life far away from the attention of cultivators.

She had become accustomed to hiding herself.

But now, she had accepted Lin Feng as her master.

She needed to know what kind of person he truly was.

Lin Qingyan quietly examined his eyes.

There was no greed.

No lust.

No hidden desire.

His eyes were calm and clear, without the slightest trace of the intentions she had learned to fear.

Instead, she saw only sincerity.

Lin Qingyan’s tense heart slowly relaxed.

Perhaps she could truly trust this master.

She took a deep breath and finally stepped forward.

“This disciple has a selfish request, Master.”

She bowed respectfully.

“Speak,” Lin Feng replied.

Lin Qingyan hesitated for a moment before gathering her courage.

“I have an aunt here. Her name is Chen Baojiao. She has always taken great care of me, and I especially cherish the guidance she has given me throughout my life.”

She lowered her head slightly.

“Can she come with us as well?”

Lin Feng answered without the slightest hesitation.

“Of course.”

Lin Qingyan was stunned for a moment.

She had expected Lin Feng to ask about her aunt or perhaps consider whether bringing along another person would be troublesome.

Instead, he had agreed immediately.

“Thank you, Master!”

A genuine smile appeared on Lin Qingyan’s face.

Lin Feng nodded.

“If she is someone you cherish and trust, then she is naturally welcome. You are my disciple now, so there is no need for you to worry about such things.”

Lin Qingyan’s heart warmed upon hearing this.

For the first time in many years, she felt that perhaps she no longer needed to face the future alone.

She had found a master she could trust.

And her aunt, the person who had protected and guided her for so many years, would be able to accompany her as well.

The feast continued, and many of the beautiful women present secretly hoped to catch Lin Feng’s attention.

After all, having someone like Lin Feng as a backer was an opportunity that countless cultivators could only dream of.

If they could somehow get close to him, their futures would undoubtedly become much smoother.

Unfortunately, all of them were unsuccessful.

From beginning to end, Lin Feng remained completely calm.

He drank, ate, and occasionally spoke with the people around him, but he never showed any particular interest in the women surrounding him.

The women could not help but whisper among themselves.

“There are hundreds of beautiful women here, yet Senior Lin Feng acts as though we’re nothing more than air. Is he really not moved at all?”

“Perhaps… Senior Lin Feng likes men?”

“Impossible!”

Another woman immediately shook her head and pointed discreetly toward Li Ruoxi and Jiang Feiyan.

“Just look at Fairy Li Ruoxi and Jiang Feiyan. If Senior Lin Feng truly had no interest in women, would those two be sitting beside him?”

“That makes sense…”

“Then perhaps we’re simply a little lacking in Senior Lin Feng’s eyes.”

The women exchanged glances before sighing helplessly.

They were all proud of their beauty and believed they were at least attractive enough to catch the attention of most cultivators.

Yet in front of Lin Feng, their confidence seemed to disappear completely.

He did not even glance at them twice.

“Senior Lin Feng’s standards must be ridiculously high.”

“Perhaps only women like Fairy Ruoxi and Fairy Feiyan can enter his eyes.”

The women could only sigh in disappointment as they continued enjoying the feast.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng remained completely unaware of the little drama taking place around him.

For him, the feast was simply a pleasant gathering.

As for the hundreds of women secretly trying to catch his attention?

He had not even noticed.

Having claimed the hearts and beds of innumerable peak women, Lin Feng’s Dao heart was like a monolith and it was easier to breathe in the void of space than to stir his yang spear.