I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 266 My Junior Sisters are All Virgins and I’m Losing

"Young Master Lin Feng!"

A thunderous, unified voice rang out.

Before them stood a massive crowd, all bowing deeply in unison.

The courtyard, which was usually spacious and quiet, was now completely filled.

And at the forefront...

Beautiful won.

One after another, lined up in elegant rows, each more stunning than the last.

Their attire varied, their temperants different, yet all of them shared one common purpose.

They had been sent here.

As gifts.

Behind them were attendants, servants, and representatives from various powerful clans, all standing respectfully, waiting for Lin Feng’s reaction.

The sheer scale of it was overwhelming.

Tang Aining’s eyes widened slightly.

Li Zhiyan and Ning Xi were equally stunned.

Even Lin Feng paused for a mont.

"...So it’s co to this," he muttered softly.

His fa had spread far faster than expected.

To these clans, sending treasures was one thing but sending people, especially won of such quality, carried a much deeper aning.

It was both an offering... and an attempt to bind him.

"Being famous sure isn’t easy," Lin Feng sighed, though there was a trace of amusent hidden beneath his calm exterior.

He swept his gaze across the crowd, his thoughts moving swiftly as he searched for the quickest way to resolve the situation.

Fortunately, it did not take long for him to arrive at a decision.

"Hello, everyone," Lin Feng began calmly, his voice steady yet carrying enough authority to silence the murmurs around him.

"I appreciate your presence and your goodwill, but I must apologize... I have no intention of entertaining guests at this mont. If you truly wish to et , then return at a more appropriate ti, and at the very least, present a letter of invitation so I may properly grant you an audience."

He paused briefly, letting his words sink in as his sharp gaze swept over them once more.

"For now, I bid you all a good night. Please return to your hos and rest."

Without waiting for a response, Lin Feng turned and walked toward his courtyard, his movents unhurried yet decisive, as though the matter had already been settled.

The crowd instinctively parted before him, creating a clear path.

Fear and respect intertwined in their expressions, keeping them rooted in place.

For a mont, silence reigned.

No one dared to speak, unwilling to offend a figure whose strength and status they could neither asure nor challenge.

However, not everyone was willing to let the opportunity slip away so easily.

Among the gathered crowd were those who thrived in such monts.

They were bold, opportunistic, and utterly shaless.

To them, hesitation was nothing but a weakness.

"Master Lin Feng, please! I only need a mont of your ti!"

The voice rang out, soft yet determined, cutting through the stillness like a blade.

A woman stepped forward, drawing imdiate attention.

She was undeniably beautiful.

Her long hair cascaded down her back like a flowing river of silk, and her delicate features carried a natural charm that was difficult to ignore.

She wore a thin white dress that clung to her figure, the fabric so light it seed almost translucent under the faint glow of the night.

It outlined every curve of her body, leaving little to the imagination.

Whispers stirred within the crowd as countless eyes turned toward her.

Many n stared openly, their gazes filled with undisguised desire, while others tried and failed to conceal their interest.

Yet the woman paid them no mind, as if such attention were beneath her notice.

Her steps were steady, her expression resolute.

She was not here to be admired.

She was here for a purpose.

And she had no intention of walking away empty-handed.

Lin Feng halted mid-step.

Though his back remained to the crowd, the subtle pause alone was enough to send a ripple of tension through those watching.

Slowly, he turned his head, his gaze falling upon the woman who had dared to step forward when all others remained silent.

For a brief mont, the two locked eyes.

The air grew heavy.

The woman felt it imdiately... the pressure, invisible yet suffocating, bearing down upon her like an unseen mountain.

Her heart trembled, and her breathing faltered for just a fraction of a second.

Yet even so, she did not retreat.

Instead, she straightened her posture and t his gaze head-on, her determination shining through despite the overwhelming presence before her.

"Master Lin Feng," she said again, her voice softer now, yet no less firm. "I know my actions may seem presumptuous, but I truly have sothing important to discuss with you. It will not take long."

The courtyard fell into complete silence once more, as everyone waited for Lin Feng’s response.

Would he ignore her...

Or would he allow this bold woman the chance she so desperately sought?

"...."

In response, Lin Feng simply shook his head and continued walking, completely ignoring the nearly naked woman behind him.

His expression did not change in the slightest, as if her bold display and even her presence ant nothing at all.

He had already made his decision.

If he spared even a mont for her, then he would have no choice but to do the sa for everyone gathered here.

And with a single glance earlier, he had already estimated that there were well over a thousand people crowding outside his residence.

That was a problem he had no interest in dealing with.

So he kept walking, his steps steady and unhurried, his hands clasped behind his back.

However, his indifference did little to deter the crowd behind him.

"Young Master Lin Feng! My clan has brought twenty beautiful daughters!"

A voice rang out eagerly, filled with desperation and anticipation.

"They can all be yours tonight if you wish! Please accept them as gifts from our clan!"

Before the words had even settled, another voice cut in, louder and more boastful.

"Only twenty? How laughable! My clan has prepared one hundred maidens for Young Master Lin Feng’s pleasure!"

The crowd erupted into chaos, voices overlapping as more people began shouting their offers, each trying to outdo the other.