I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 307 Six Soft Mounds and One Very Stiff Dao Heart

The surrounding students grew quiet, many of them subconsciously straightening their posture.

Though only a few among them had relied on spirit stones to hasten their progress, as such resources were far more precious than gold, for those who had, Lin Feng’s words felt like a resounding slap to the face.

Hearing this, a trace of unease crept into their hearts.

"You need to diversify your training," Lin Feng went on. "From this mont forward, focus on tempering your physique. Strengthen your body through physical cultivation and natural absorption of spiritual energy. Do not use spirit stones for at least one year."

He paused briefly before adding,

"If you endure this properly, not only will your current condition disappear, but your foundation will beco far stronger than before. When that ti cos, your future breakthroughs will be smoother, and your limits will rise far beyond what they are now."

His tone remained steady, neither harsh nor overly gentle, yet it carried an undeniable authority that left no room for doubt.

"Thank you, ntor Lin Feng!"

The middle-aged man imdiately dropped to his knees and kowtowed deeply, his forehead striking the ground with force.

Everything Lin Feng said was true.

He had relied on spirit stones since his youth, using his wealth to forcibly push his cultivation forward. At first, it had felt like a blessing, allowing him to surpass his peers with ease.

But over ti, his progress beca unstable, and recently, it had nearly co to a halt.

Now, he finally understood why.

When he lifted his head again, his eyes were filled with intense reverence. The way he looked at Lin Feng had completely changed.

This was no ordinary ntor.

This was soone who could see through him with a single glance, soone who understood cultivation on a level he could not even begin to comprehend.

Around them, the atmosphere shifted drastically at once.

Many students who had initially co out of curiosity or excitent now felt a deep sense of respect rise within their hearts.

Lin Feng had not displayed overwhelming power, nor had he spoken of grand Dao principles today. Yet his simple guidance cut straight to the root of their problems, far more effective than any lofty sermon.

Soon, another student stepped forward, followed by another, and then another.

"ntor Lin Feng, I’ve been stuck at my bottleneck for three years..."

"ntor, my spiritual sense feels unstable whenever I circulate my technique..."

"ntor Lin Feng, I feel like my ridians are too weak to handle higher cultivation..."

"ntor... every ti I achieve a breakthrough, my power grows stronger, but sothing important to becos smaller. Please help , ntor Lin Feng!"

The man sobbed openly as he spoke, his voice filled with desperation. There was no need to guess.

Whatever he was referring to clearly mattered deeply to him, enough to cast aside all dignity and cry out in front of everyone.

Questions began to pour in from all directions.

Lin Feng did not show the slightest impatience. One by one, he answered them all with calm precision, each response tailored perfectly to the individual.

Sotis it was a flaw in their technique, sotis it was an imbalance in their training, and sotis it was simply a matter of mindset.

With every answer, another student felt enlightened. With every correction, another hidden problem was resolved.

Ti passed quietly, yet no one noticed.

The sun slowly climbed higher into the sky, casting warm light over the courtyard, but the crowd remained completely absorbed. Not a single person left.

Even those who were not directly asking questions listened intently, as if afraid to miss even a single word.

Because they all knew one thing clearly now.

Being here today was a rare fortune.

And Lin Feng, standing calmly among them with his hands behind his back, had unknowingly beco the pillar that anchored their paths forward.

Just like that, three hours passed with surprising ease. When noon arrived, Lin Feng looked out over the courtyard and felt a quiet sense of satisfaction.

The faces of his students were filled with excitent and clarity. Many had gained new insights, while others had resolved long-standing problems that had troubled them for years.

In their eyes, Lin Feng was no longer just a ntor. He had beco soone who seed to hold all the answers, a figure they could rely on without question.

"ntor Lin Feng is truly the best teacher in the world."

"Yes! Wanwan agrees! No one can beat him at anything!"

"Of course," Yuan Bao chid in enthusiastically. "That’s why I’m copying everything ntor Lin Feng does. Look at , Wanwan. Do I walk like him now?"

With that, he clasped his hands behind his back and began pacing around with exaggerated composure, lifting his chin slightly as if he were so unfathomable expert.

Seeing this, a few students burst into laughter. Even Lin Feng could not help but smile faintly at the sight.

The previously tense atmosphere had completely relaxed, replaced by sothing far more lively and warm.

After a mont, Lin Feng lifted his gaze toward the distance. Today, he would finally see Su Muyao again.

"I just hope no one blocks my path today and delays from seeing her," he muttered inwardly.

Closing his eyes slightly, he extended his divine sense, calculating the flow of events that would unfold throughout the day. Threads of fate intertwined before him, revealing glimpses of what was to co.

But the mont he saw it clearly, his expression stiffened.

"What is this?!" Lin Feng mused inside, nearly cursing out loud.

Three separate presences were rapidly approaching his location.

One would arrive today.

Another would reach him tomorrow.

And the last would appear the day after.

A troubleso sequence, perfectly spaced, as if fate itself had arranged obstacles in his path. Lin Feng exhaled slowly and shook his head, a trace of helplessness appearing on his face.

At this rate, he would not be able to see Su Muyao peacefully until Monday at the earliest.