I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 265 The Spirit Spring is Hot, but the Fairy is Hotte

"I guess... the only thing I can do is keep him satisfied," Zhang San said quietly. "As long as he’s pleased... maybe I’ll survive this."

Shaking his head, Zhang San picked up the wooden stick and carefully returned it to his storage ring.

Then, slowly, he turned his attention to the motionless figure lying on the table.

Master Xie Yan.

Only now did Zhang San finally look at him properly.

Walking over, he placed a hand on the man’s chest, as if examining him but the faint smile on his face carried a different aning.

"Well then... let’s put on a proper show, shall we?" Zhang San said lightly, as if he had already accepted everything.

But while Zhang San had co to terms with his fate... Xie Yan had not.

"W-Where are you touching ?!" Xie Yan’s voice rang out in panic, yet not a single word escaped his lips.

His body remained completely still.

Disbelief filled his mind. When he woke up this morning, he could never have imagined ending up in such a situation utterly helpless, unable to move or even speak.

"Lin Feng!" Xie Yan cursed inwardly, his thoughts filled with anger and fear.

But it was already far too late for that.

His fate was already sealed, and there was no escape left for him.

***

Lin Feng and Su Muyao were finished by midnight.

The result was a complete success within just a few hours, she had reached the peak, the tenth stage of the Body Refining Realm.

"With this, Su Muyao will be able to keep up with ," Lin Feng mused inwardly with a faint chuckle.

Of course, he maintained that everything he did was purely for her benefit, his intentions entirely righteous and innocent.

A minute later, Su Muyao slowly opened her eyes.

The pain was gone.

However, her throat felt sore, strained from all the crying and shouting she had done during the process.

Even recalling it made her shudder slightly.

"This..."

The first thing she noticed was her strength.

It surged through her body like a raging current, every limb filled with explosive power.

It felt as though she could shatter stone with a single movent.

Her senses had also sharpened dramatically, the world around her becoming clearer and more vivid.

But then...

She froze.

"What’s this...? Why do I sll so bad?" she thought in shock.

Looking down at herself, she was horrified to find her entire body covered in layers of dark filth, sticky gri, and foul-slling impurities that had been expelled from within her.

It was the cleansing of her body.

Her expression changed instantly.

Then her eyes darted toward Lin Feng.

Panic.

"No... no, no, no! I can’t let Lin Feng see like this!" she scread inwardly, her face flushing with embarrassnt.

For a woman, there were certain things that simply could not be tolerated and being seen in such a filthy state was absolutely one of them.

Bang!

Without hesitation, Su Muyao leapt off the bed and rushed toward the washroom, slamming the door shut behind her in a hurry.

Monts later, the sound of rushing water echoed from within.

Lin Feng waited for a while, casually returning to his ga to pass the ti.

An hour later, he paused, a hint of surprise appearing on his face as he realized Su Muyao was still bathing.

"Are won always this slow when it cos to bathing?" he muttered, clearly puzzled by how long she had been inside.

He waited a few more minutes, then began counting on his fingers.

After a quick calculation, he ca to a simple conclusion.

"At this rate... she’ll probably take at least three more hours."

Lin Feng shook his head, unable to understand.

"Won are truly unfathomable beings. Back on Earth, I could finish a bath in under thirty seconds and feel fresh for an entire week. anwhile, they take hours just to clean themselves," he muttered softly.

In the end, he decided not to wait any longer.

"I’m heading back now, Muyao. I’ll see you tomorrow," he called out.

"Good night, Lin Feng. I’ll be here waiting for you tomorrow," Su Muyao’s voice ca from inside the washroom.

With that, Lin Feng stepped out of the room.

The mont he did, he was t with several stunned gazes.

Li Zhiyan, Ning Xi, and Tang Aining were all staring at him as if they had just witnessed sothing unbelievable.

Their expressions were complicated, a mix of shock, disbelief, and sothing else entirely, as though they were looking at a man who thrived on dual cultivation like a tireless beast.

"I don’t think the man for is soone like him... The fates must be wrong!" Tang Aining thought to herself, her brows furrowing slightly as disbelief filled her eyes.

No matter how she looked at it, the image she had of Lin Feng clashed violently with what she had just witnessed.

A man who could make a woman stay inside for hours... what else could it be?

Lin Feng caught the subtle shifts in their expressions.

He didn’t need to hear their thoughts to guess what they were thinking.

For a brief mont, he considered explaining himself, but the idea quickly faded.

So things only beca more troubleso the more you explained them.

So he simply let it be.

His gaze drifted away from them and landed on a small figure resting on a nearby sofa.

Su Wanwan had already fallen asleep.

Her tiny body curled up slightly, her breathing soft and even.

It seed she had tried her best to wait for her mother but had ultimately succumbed to exhaustion.

Lin Feng’s expression softened ever so slightly.

"Ti to rest," he said calmly, his voice steady as he addressed the others.

No one objected.

The group quietly followed him out, their earlier thoughts still lingering but left unspoken.

Soon, they boarded a carriage and began their journey back to the academy.

The night was calm.

Tang Aining remained quiet the entire way, occasionally glancing at Lin Feng, only to look away again.

Li Zhiyan and Ning Xi exchanged knowing looks but said nothing.

Eventually, the carriage ca to a stop.

They had arrived.

But the mont they stepped down from the carriage, everyone froze.

"Young Master Lin Feng!"