I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 168 The Saintess is Looking for Her Lost Virtue

The humiliation was not rely personal. It was public. Political. Calculated.

The Li Clan had not simply broken the engagent.

They had chosen soone else.

They had declared, without words, that Ye Chen was no longer worthy.

His hands trembled slightly before curling into fists.

"The Li Clan."

Each syllable was laced with restrained fury.

"I will not forget this offense."

His voice was no longer calm.

It was cold.

He stood amidst the wreckage of his chamber, fragnts of porcelain crunching beneath his boots.

Slowly, his breathing steadied.

The rage did not disappear.

It condensed.

It hardened.

Like molten iron cooling into steel.

He closed his eyes.

When they opened again, the fury had been buried deep beneath layers of control.

***

While many were quietly sharpening their knives in the shadows and nurturing thoughts of revenge against Lin Feng, he himself remained blissfully unaware of the storm gathering beyond his sight.

Or perhaps he simply chose not to concern himself with it.

Either way, he lived his life one day at a ti, unhurried and unbothered.

He woke early that morning, sunlight filtering gently through the thin curtains of his courtyard residence.

For a brief mont, he lay still, staring at the ceiling with a faint smile tugging at his lips.

The events of yesterday lingered in his mind like a pleasant aftertaste.

He stretched lazily before rising from bed.

It was Friday, and he was certain his students would be especially excited for the day’s lessons before the week’s break.

As for himself, his thoughts drifted elsewhere.

He could not help but anticipate seeing Su Muyao later that evening, and the re thought of spending private ti with her made his heart beat a little faster.

The mory of her alluring figure lingered in his mind, filling him with quiet satisfaction.

His thoughts wandered to the intimate monts and myriad exciting positions they might share later, and the anticipation alone was enough to lift his mood.

"I can’t wait already," he muttered under his breath, a trace of boyish excitent slipping into his voice before he straightened himself and proceeded with the day’s routine.

After taking a refreshing bath, he changed into a clean set of his azure teaching robes.

The fabric rested comfortably against his well-built fra.

When he stepped into the dining area, breakfast was already prepared.

The aroma of warm porridge, fresh buns, and carefully prepared side dishes filled the air.

Two lovely won accompanied him at the table. Lin Feng ate heartily, his mood relaxed and satisfied.

Once finished, he wiped his hands, rose from his seat, and began his walk toward the academy.

There was a subtle difference in his steps that morning.

It was not exaggerated, not flamboyant, but lighter. Confident.

If one looked closely, they might notice the faint spring in his stride.

Yet outwardly, nothing about him had changed.

His hands were still clasped neatly behind his back. His posture remained straight.

His pace was steady and unhurried. His expression was calm, composed, and faintly aloof.

He walked as though the world offered neither urgency nor threat.

He felt strong. Healthy. Energized.

Now that he had officially welcod the first woman into his harem, sothing within him felt complete in a way it had not before.

The future seed brighter, fuller of promise.

His ambitions no longer felt distant fantasies but tangible goals waiting to be claid.

As he entered the academy grounds, voices imdiately rose around him.

"Good morning, ntor Lin Feng!"

"ntor Lin Feng, good morning!"

"Teacher Lin Feng, will you accept more students this term?"

"I want to transfer to your class too, ntor Lin Feng!"

Students approached from both sides, so bowing respectfully, others speaking with youthful excitent.

A few young female students giggled shyly as they passed.

Several male students straightened their posture unconsciously, as though hoping to emulate his presence.

Lin Feng responded to each greeting with patient courtesy.

He nodded, smiled faintly, and even paused to exchange a few brief words with those who seed particularly eager.

He did not rush. He did not brush anyone aside.

His manner was steady and approachable, yet still dignified.

His reputation had grown quietly over these last two weeks.

From a distance, several academy instructors observed him.

"Teacher Lin Feng’s temperant is truly admirable," one comnted with a thoughtful nod. "He remains composed no matter the situation. That kind of ntal stability is rare."

Another teacher snorted softly.

"You say that, yet your eyes are not on him at all. They are clearly fixed on Miss Li Zhiyan instead."

A few nearby instructors chuckled.

"Anyone who has such a beauty following him around would appear admirable wherever he goes," the second teacher added.

"Tsk. If I had soone like that accompanying , perhaps I too would walk with such confidence."

Li Zhiyan walked a few steps behind Lin Feng, silent and poised.

Her presence was subtle but undeniable. She did not speak unnecessarily.

She did not draw attention to herself. Yet attention found her anyway.

Teachers and school workers stole glances.

Whispers passed from group to group.

So admired her beauty openly. Others speculated about her relationship with Lin Feng.

A few felt envy.

Through it all, Lin Feng continued forward without breaking stride.

In truth, he noticed everything. The whispers. The admiration. The jealousy.

The subtle hostility hidden in certain gazes.

He simply chose not to dwell on it.

None of it mattered.

He entered his huge classroom with the sa calm expression he always wore.

While others plotted in the dark, Lin Feng stood in the light, unconcerned, confident that whatever storm was coming would arrive in its own ti.

With his hands clasped behind his back and no fear in his eyes.

Lin Feng arrived at his massive classroom stadium and was slightly surprised to see that soone other than his students was waiting for him.

It was a woman, and he was not surprised at all.

And a very beautiful one at that.

It always seed to be these exceptionally beautiful won who appeared out of nowhere to disturb a man’s life and his peace of mind.