I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 180 The Saintess Claims it was a Sword Training Accident

Chapter 180: Chapter 180 The Saintess Claims it was a Sword Training Accident

"Lin Feng was far too much... his thing was so big," Su Muyao admitted inwardly, unable to stop herself from gulping.

The memory of his scorching, profound yang qi brushing against her skin and covering her from head to foot resurfaced vividly in her mind.

Heat crept up her neck and stained her cheeks a deep crimson.

Her body reacted before her thoughts could catch up, a subtle warmth pooling low in her abdomen, leaving her flustered and painfully aware of herself.

Her lips pressed together as she tried to steady her breathing.

"Oh no... I truly need to stop thinking about such improper thoughts," she scolded herself inwardly, her heart fluttering in disarray.

"When did my mind become so shameless?"

The realization shocked her more than the memories themselves.

She had always carried herself with dignity, especially after becoming a widow.

Composed, restrained, untouchable.

Yet now her thoughts wandered so easily back to him.

A faint shiver ran down her spine as warmth gathered beneath her skin.

Her breathing grew uneven, and she pressed a hand lightly against her chest as if to steady her pounding heart.

Why was her body responding like this merely from thinking about Lin Feng’s little brother.

A shy heat crept across Su Muyao’s cheeks.

"I was never like this with my late husband... Is it Lin Feng’s formidable yang root that makes the difference?"

The mere thought made Su Muyao squirm.

With her late husband he could move steadily on top of her yet his earnest efforts only succeeded in making her sleep.

Her profound yin essence remained perfectly contained and not a single drop ever spilled from the tight silken depths of her pink flower.

Yet with Lin Feng every single movement ignited fireworks throughout her body.

Peak after relentless peak crashed through her until she blacked out from overwhelming bliss.

Of course it was impossible to compare a little worm to an adult elder dragon.

"I never imagined such pleasure existed," she admitted inwardly.

Her late husband had never brought her to even one true release, much less the devastating chain Lin Feng delivered so effortlessly.

There had been affection, certainly. Respect. Even tenderness.

But it had never truly consumed her senses or left her trembling long after the act.

Never had her pink garden become so swollen and tender after merely one night of lovemaking.

She trembled again at the vivid memory of Lin Feng’s prodigious tool and how exquisitely it had filled her stretching her so deliciously wide while flooding her with waves of unbearable pleasure.

"Sigh..."

Su Muyao drew a long, steadying breath, willing her oversensitive body to calm down a bit.

The moment Lin Feng’s departing figure disappeared beyond the gates of her mansion, she knew that she needed to take action regarding her situation with him.

"Mama, Wanwan is going to train and draw," Su Wanwan said brightly before skipping happily back into the mansion.

In her young mind, she had realized something very important. The secret to time travel itself!

"Time goes by so fast when Wanwan is doing something fun," she thought proudly.

"So if Wanwan draws a lot and practices a lot, then Monday will come faster for Wanwan. Hehehe. Wanwan is really, really smart."

A mischievous little smirk appeared on her adorable face as she congratulated herself on this brilliant discovery.

To her, it was flawless logic.

If she filled her days with fun and training, the wait would shrink all on its own.

Completely satisfied with her clever plan, Su Wanwan marched deeper into the mansion, ready to make time go faster through sheer determination and enthusiasm.

It was also at this time that Su Muyao decided to act and be proactive.

"Lady Su Lan."

The air stirred faintly.

In the next instant, a graceful figure stepped forward from the shadows of a nearby corridor, appearing so seamlessly it was as though she had always been there.

"Please address this servant simply as Su Lan, Lady Su," the woman said respectfully, lowering her head.

She had been the same woman that led Lin Feng and Li Zhiyan to this mansion.

"How could I possibly do that?" Su Muyao replied with a gentle shake of her head.

"You are a cultivator, already walking the path of immortality, while I am merely an ordinary mortal woman. It would not be proper for me to be so casual."

Su Lan paused briefly but did not argue further.

Though she had stepped into the first stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, she understood her assignment clearly.

Her role was not to assert status but to protect and serve.

The clan elders had personally entrusted her with Su Muyao’s safety and comfort.

That responsibility outweighed pride.

"You called for me, Lady Su?" Su Lan asked calmly.

Su Muyao hesitated for a fraction of a second before answering.

"Yes. I would like you to prepare a medicinal bath for me. Begin tonight. I will take it three times a day."

Su Lan’s eyes flickered ever so slightly. She could see no wounds or ailments on Su Muyao’s body.

However, she did not question it.

The clan elders had provided Su Muyao with an immense amount of resources after recent events.

The sum was so great that Su Muyao could fund Su Wanwan’s cultivation and education in the academy for many lifetimes over and still possess surplus wealth.

A medicinal regimen of this scale was entirely affordable.

Su Muyao lowered her gaze, fingers lightly clasped before her.

The lingering soreness in her body had not gone unnoticed by herself, even if she hid it well from others.

Sitting had been uncomfortable. Walking required composure. She refused to remain in such a state.

Next time, she would not be caught unprepared.

A quiet determination settled within her chest.

She would restore her vitality, strengthen her body, and ensure she was in her best condition moving forward.

"Please use the finest herbs available within reason," she added softly. "I would prefer something nourishing rather than overly aggressive."

"Understood, Lady Su," Su Lan replied without hesitation.

Though curiosity lingered faintly in her heart, she suppressed it.

Whether it was for cultivation, recovery, or personal reasons was irrelevant.

Her duty was to fulfill the request flawlessly.

"I will begin preparations immediately. The first bath will be ready before nightfall."