I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 39 Prodigy

The city itself seemed to shrink beneath the weight of Lin Feng’s presence.

This was a place so barren of talent that even birds would refuse to soil the ground and take a shit here.

Her breath caught as the implications hit her. The scale of what she was witnessing was staggering.

This was no ordinary teacher, no ordinary cultivator.

The quiet academy she had once dismissed as mundane now harbored a force that could shake the heavens and earth alike.

She felt a strange chill run down her spine, the kind that comes when one stands in the shadow of power far beyond one’s own.

Her memories, her pride, her confidence... all seemed fragile and pale compared to the immense presence emanating from within the classroom.

Qiao Mei’s eyes narrowed slightly, a mixture of fear, respect, and disbelief etched across her face.

She realized that the path her niece had chosen was not a simple one... it was a path that could lead to unimaginable heights, but also unimaginable danger.

Lin Feng was not just teaching skills.

He was opening a door to a world that few mortals could survive, and fewer still could hope to master.

The Hymn of the Eternal Endless Grand Dao continued to ripple through the classroom, golden light spilling outward like molten sunlight.

The very air seemed to hum with potential, bending around Lin Feng, circling him in an invisible halo of omnipotent energy.

Qiao Mei could feel the Dao itself responding to him, acknowledging his presence, yielding to his mastery.

She swallowed hard. Her thoughts were a whirlwind.

This... this is beyond comprehension. My niece... she is not just learning to cultivate. She is standing beside a being who could rival the heavens themselves... and I... I am powerless to stop it. I’m a bigger fool for even thinking of hindering her path!

The wind outside the classroom door stirred, carrying a faint whisper of energy, as though even the elements themselves recognized the presence of the hidden master.

Qiao Mei felt the full weight of the revelation press down on her chest.

She had underestimated this place, underestimated those within it... and now, she could no longer do so.

For the first time, Qiao Mei understood the truth of her niece’s determination.

Chu Jiangyue’s insistence, her courage, her will to endure... it was all grounded in the reality of what she had just seen.

A master of hidden power, silently shaping the world around her, had chosen to teach, to guide, to test... and the consequences of such a being hiding in plain sight were unimaginable.

The Hymn’s last notes reverberated through the classroom, the final chords lingering like a heartbeat. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The golden light dimmed slightly, yet the air remained charged, humming with an unspoken promise of power, growth, and destiny.

Qiao Mei’s eyes lingered on the door, her thoughts a tangle of fear, awe, and reluctant respect.

One hour later, the sun had reached its zenith, spilling warm light through the classroom windows.

Dust motes floated lazily in the golden beams, glinting like tiny stars as they danced in the calm air.

The classroom, which had been a storm of energy and power not long ago, now felt almost serene, the lingering hum of residual spiritual energy fading into a gentle, soothing vibration.

Lin Feng finally lowered his hand, signaling the end of the lesson.

His voice, calm and warm, filled the room.

"Today’s class is over, my dear students," he said, smiling.

"Return tomorrow, and we shall explore new skills and techniques together."

"Oh? Is the class over, Teacher Lin Feng?" Su Wanwan’s voice piped up immediately, full of unrestrained enthusiasm.

Her large, expressive eyes widened, sparkling with excitement, and she bounced lightly on her toes.

"Wanwan still wants to learn more! Learning with you is so different from learning alone. Wanwan... really loves it when you teach, Teacher!"

Lin Feng glanced at her, a small, amused smile tugging at his lips.

He could see it clearly... the raw potential within her, hidden beneath her playful, innocent demeanor.

In a few years, she would be a remarkable beauty, one whose presence alone could command attention.

But more importantly, he saw the sharpness behind her wide-eyed curiosity, the determination to absorb everything she could.

She was a rough diamond now, yes, but with guidance, she would shine like a star in the years to come.

"There’s a time to learn, and there’s a time to enjoy what you’ve learned, Wanwan," Lin Feng said gently, his tone patient but firm.

"You cannot grow if you never rest, and there is wisdom in knowing when to pause."

"Wanwan... doesn’t understand, Teacher," she admitted, scratching her head and looking genuinely puzzled.

Her small frown tugged at his heart in an almost affectionate way.

Lin Feng chuckled softly, shaking his head.

"That’s exactly why this will be your homework for the rest of the day. Think about what you’ve learned, let it settle in your mind and your spirit. Then go home early. Your mother will be glad to see you back safe and sound."

Wanwan’s lower lip trembled briefly as she pouted, clearly disappointed, but she nodded obediently.

Even as she gathered her things, her gaze kept flicking back toward Lin Feng, silently begging for just a few more lessons.

He shook his head again, smiling, allowing her small rebellion in spirit while maintaining the lesson in discipline.

Chu Jiangyue watched quietly, a gentle warmth spreading across her features.

She couldn’t help but smile at the unguarded innocence of someone so young, so full of boundless curiosity and earnest enthusiasm... Su Wanwan’s youthful eagerness was impossible to resist.

Wang Yuyan, seated beside Su Wanwan, rolled her shoulders and smiled faintly.

Even she, usually more reserved and composed, felt the infectious energy that Wanwan exuded.

The air in the classroom seemed lighter now, the tension of earlier exercises replaced by a quiet satisfaction.

It was a reminder that even in cultivation, growth required patience, joy, and the occasional moment of playfulness.