I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 281 The Staff That Grows and Shrinks on Command

A strange silence lingered in the room and yet charged with an unspoken tension.

Each of them was aware of the others, yet no one made the first move to break the stillness.

It felt as though sothing was about to happen.

And yet...

They all underestimated just how eventful the night would beco.

Creak!

The door slowly slid open once more.

All eyes turned instinctively toward the entrance.

Standing there was Ye Jian.

Her figure was elegant and captivating, her presence imdiately drawing attention.

She didn’t hesitate, nor did she show the slightest trace of embarrassnt at the situation before her.

Instead, she stepped forward with quiet confidence.

One step.

Then another.

Her gaze remained fixed on the large bed within the chamber, her intentions clear without the need for words.

With each step Ye Jian took, a piece of her clothing slipped away, falling softly to the floor.

One by one, the layers disappeared until, like the others in the room, she stood naked and ready to finally be a woman.

Yet just as she reached the bedside, she paused.

Her gaze swept across the scene.

Li Zhiyan rested on Lin Feng’s right and Tang Aining occupied his left.

Ye Jian hesitated for the briefest mont.

Where should I place myself...? she wondered, her thoughts racing.

Before she could decide...

"Are you truly certain about this, Ye Jian?" Lin Feng’s voice broke the silence, calm yet carrying a subtle weight. "Once you step forward, there’s no turning back."

"I am, Young Master Lin Feng," Ye Jian replied without hesitation.

Her answer was firm.

Resolute.

And in that instant, she made her choice.

With graceful movents, she climbed onto the bed from the front, positioning herself directly on top of him.

Her soft, alluring body fit naturally against Lin Feng’s firm, sculpted fra, as if perfectly molded to him.

"Welco aboard," Lin Feng said with a faint smile before closing his eyes.

"What?" Ye Jian blinked, caught off guard.

Then...

Soft, suggestive sounds began to echo through the room.

Her brows furrowed in confusion at first, but it didn’t take long for recognition to dawn.

Those voices...

"That’s Li Zhiyan... and Tang Aining..." Ye Jian realized, shock flashing across her mind.

A mont later, her expression shifted again.

Because now...

She heard herself.

Her own voice had sohow blended into the chorus of sounds filling the chamber.

Ye Jian’s heart skipped a beat as she looked down at Lin Feng, her eyes filled with confusion and questions.

He did not keep her waiting.

Opening his eyes, Lin Feng t her gaze calmly.

"There’s a spy from the Li Clan," he said evenly. "She’s watching closely... she’s here." He paused slightly, letting the aning sink in.

"What you’ve been hearing all this ti..." a faint smile touched his lips, "...is nothing more than a performance. A perfect illusion."

Ye Jian’s breath caught.

The implications struck her imdiately.

It was at this mont that a thought crossed Ye Jian’s mind.

"So... Li Zhiyan is still a virgin? You two haven’t truly crossed that line, have you?" she asked, her tone carrying a hint of curiosity.

"No," Lin Feng replied calmly. "I’m rely helping her. I’m not the kind of man who takes advantage of soone in a vulnerable position. I have my own principles... and I intend to uphold them. My mother raised well."

A faint smile appeared on Ye Jian’s beautiful face at his words.

Then, her gaze shifted toward Tang Aining.

"And you, Senior Tang Aining?" she asked. "Is it the sa for you?"

Tang Aining gave a quiet nod. "I’m simply a lowly bedwarr. Master Lin Feng hasn’t crossed any boundaries with either."

Ye Jian’s heart stirred.

This is my chance...

Without hesitation, she leaned forward.

Closing the distance, she pressed her lips against Lin Feng’s in a sudden, decisive kiss.

For a brief mont, ti seed to pause.

Then...

Lin Feng responded.

Ye Jian had spent many hours studying the erotic manuals in preparation for this very day.

Every line, every detail... she had morized them all.

Her heartbeat quickened.

Carefully, almost hesitantly, she reached a hand behind her.

But the mont her hand made contact, her expression shifted.

Shock.

Disbelief.

She tried to grasp Lin Feng’s giant weapon properly, only to realize... she couldn’t.

One hand wasn’t enough.

Her fingers faltered, her breath growing uneven.

This... this is...

For the first ti since entering the room, uncertainty crept into her usually confident mind.

Is this really supposed to be this big?

A ridiculous thought surfaced, one she couldn’t quite suppress.

I’m not going to die from this... am I?

She slowly pulled away from the kiss, her attention shifting as she tried to steady herself, focusing on the angry leviathan she still held.

Taking a slow breath, she steadied herself, adjusting her position as she forced the lingering fear in her heart to fade away.

Step by step, she tried to follow the process as it was shown in the manual.

But things didn’t go as smoothly as she had imagined.

No matter how she adjusted, how she focused, or how many tis she tried...

It simply didn’t work. Her delicate pink flower was far too small for Lin Feng’s great staff to penetrate.

Minutes passed.

Then more.

Her initial confidence began to waver, replaced by growing frustration.

Again.

She tried again.

And again.

Each attempt only made her more aware of how unprepared she truly was.

Her brows furrowed, her lips pressed together as stubbornness took hold.

Finally, she paused, her breathing slightly uneven, and glanced downward.

Lin Feng...

Was asleep.

Completely and utterly at ease.

His breathing was slow and steady, as though none of this concerned him in the slightest.

As if the entire situation ant nothing at all.

Ye Jian stared at him, montarily speechless.

He’s actually sleeping...? At a ti like this...?

A strange mix of emotions rose within her... embarrassnt, disbelief... and a faint trace of irritation.

And yet, even in sleep, his little brother remained as hard as a rock. So hard, in fact, that it could easily shatter mountains and pierce through steel.

"I refuse to believe I can’t take him deep inside !" she thought, her eyes narrowing. Ye Jian’s night was, indeed, a long one.