I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 270 Seeking Dao? No, They’re All Seeking the D

"There are 2,782 of us now, ntor Lin Feng!" Yuan Bao reported loudly, his round face flushed with excitent.

The big fatty had eagerly taken it upon himself to count every single person when Lin Feng requested a headcount of all the students gathered in the stadium.

Even as he spoke, his voice carried a hint of disbelief.

His eyes betrayed a fleeting greed, almost forming heart-like shapes as they swept over the assembled, stunning maidens gathered in the classroom.

"I’ll be as handso as ntor Lin Feng soday... and I’ll attract just as many won!" Yuan Bao thought to himself, his eyes burning with ambition.

"No... that’s not enough. I need to think bigger. I’ll surpass ntor Lin definitely!"

The big fatty clenched his fists inwardly, his heart swelling with determination.

In his mind, the image of an even grander scene began to form... one where he stood at the center, surrounded by an even greater number of admirers than his teacher.

The stadium, though spacious, was originally designed to comfortably accommodate a thousand people at most.

Now, with nearly three thousand packed shoulder to shoulder, it had far exceeded its intended capacity.

The once orderly seating areas had long since dissolved into clusters of people standing wherever they could find space.

So even climbed onto railings or higher platforms just to get a better view.

Yet no one complained.

If anything, the crowd only grew more excited.

It was obvious to all present that the great clans were sparing no expense in their efforts to win Lin Feng’s favor.

Every family had sent their finest won dressed in elegant robes, their appearances carefully grood, their bearing refined.

The sheer scale of it all transford the stadium into sothing far beyond a simple gathering and it had beco a grand spectacle.

Within Spirit Spring Academy, this scene was unprecedented.

After all, a single beautiful woman was enough to turn heads and stir whispers among ten n.

But now, thousands of them had gathered in one place.

The air itself seed to shimr with color and fragrance as countless graceful figures stood together, their laughter and soft voices blending into a srizing hum.

Naturally, any man with functioning eyes would find it impossible to leave.

Even those who had only intended to pass by found their feet rooted in place, their gazes constantly wandering.

So tried to act composed, maintaining the dignity of cultured n, but their darting eyes betrayed them.

Others simply gave up on restraint, openly staring as they took in the breathtaking sight before them.

It was a rare, almost dreamlike scene and one that might never be repeated.

Clusters of onlookers gathered at the edges, whispering among themselves as they stole glances at both the sea of beauties and the man responsible for it all.

"ntor Lin Feng is truly amazing!"

"Of course he is! A man who can attract thousands of lovely maidens with his presence alone... I’ve never heard of anything like this."

"I wonder what it feels like... to be admired by so many won at once."

"That’s easy," another scoffed, though his tone carried obvious envy. "Just defeat a Foundation Establishnt realm expert like he did. Do that, and won will naturally flock to you."

"Hahaha! Easier said than done!" soone else replied, bursting into laughter. "You think Foundation Establishnt experts grow on trees? I’d be satisfied with just one woman. Honestly, I don’t even have the energy to deal with more than that."

"Speak for yourself," another chid in. "If I had even a fraction of ntor Lin Feng’s charm, I’d gladly exhaust myself!"

The group erupted into laughter, their voices blending with the countless others throughout the stadium.

Despite their jokes, however, the envy in their eyes was impossible to hide.

So stared at Lin Feng with admiration, others with longing, and a few with quiet resentnt.

Yet no matter their feelings, none could deny the great truth... he stood at the very center of attention, like a blazing sun that drew all gazes toward him.

And as the murmurs spread, the atmosphere only grew more heated.

For the n, it was a feast for the eyes.

For the won, it was an opportunity.

anwhile, Lin Feng stood at the center of the stadium, his gaze sweeping across the thousands of new students before him.

But if any of them believed that innate beauty alone could sway him, they were gravely mistaken.

Lin Feng’s eyes remained calm, almost indifferent. Appreciation was one thing... being easily won over was another entirely.

Say anything about Lin Feng, but let it never be said that he was a man that was easy to get.

"Good morning, everyone," he began, his voice steady yet carrying effortlessly across the vast stadium. "It seems... we’ll need a bigger classroom after this."

A wave of laughter rippled through the crowd. Many of the won straightened instinctively, so smiling brightly, others nodding with surprising enthusiasm as if even the smallest reaction from him was worth treasuring.

A few even adjusted their posture, doing their best to appear more elegant, more composed, more worthy of his attention.

Lin Feng noticed it all.

And he didn’t mind.

Everyone had their own ambitions and desires and they were all free to pursue them.

As long as it didn’t cross his bottom line, he had no intention of interfering.

Still, now that they were officially his students, he would treat them as such... with fairness, discipline, and sincerity.

He would teach them properly.

Train them seriously.

But that was all.

Of course, it would be unwise to grant all of them immortal artifacts as he had done for Su Wanwan.

The mont passed, and his deanor shifted.

"Alright," Lin Feng continued, his tone turning more focused. "Let’s begin with introductions. State your na and your dreams. Keep it within five breaths since we are many, and ti is limited."

The crowd stirred imdiately, but instead of chaos, there was an unexpected order.

One by one, voices began to rise... clear, eager, and filled with anticipation.