I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 32 Pinnacle

"I’m sorry for coming unannounced," the newcor said, her voice gentle yet carrying a trace of hesitation.

As she spoke, her gaze wandered across the room, as though she were searching for sothing she could not quite see or na.

Her eyes settled on Lin Feng first, lingering on him for a brief mont before sliding to Wang Yuyan, then finally resting on Su Wanwan.

A faint crease appeared between her brows, marring her otherwise flawless face, as confusion flickered in her eyes.

She had felt sothing strange in this academy... an elusive sensation, subtle yet distinct, as though a presence or aura had brushed against her senses.

But now, standing there and observing them closely, that feeling seed to have disappeared completely.

Her lips pressed together as she narrowed her eyes, studying their expressions, their postures, even the flow of spiritual energy in the room.

Yet no matter how carefully she examined them, she found nothing out of place.

Everything appeared ordinary, calm, and unchanged.

For several long breaths, the room remained silent, the students watching her with curiosity while she continued her quiet scrutiny.

Just as she seed ready to continue, Lin Feng finally spoke, breaking the stillness.

"I don’t wish to be rude," he said evenly, his tone polite but firm, "but you’re disturbing our class session. If you’re not a student of this academy, then please leave."

The young woman blinked, montarily taken aback by his directness.

Such words were rarely directed at her.

Wherever she went, n and won alike showered her with admiration, praise, and deference.

People usually rushed to accommodate her, eager to gain her favor or simply bask in her presence.

Being asked to leave so plainly was sothing she was not accustod to.

Still, she quickly realized that he was not wrong.

She had, after all, entered without permission and disrupted a lesson in progress.

A subtle shift crossed her face... pride giving way to understanding.

Her expression softened, and the tension in her posture eased as she accepted the situation, even if it bruised her expectations slightly.

"You’re right... I’m not a student here," the woman said, her voice calm and steady, carrying neither embarrassnt nor apology.

"But I’m willing to enroll in your class for one day."

Lin Feng looked at her for a mont, his expression unreadable, before shaking his head lightly.

"We don’t accept one-day admissions," he said plainly. "If you want to be my student, you’ll have to enroll for the entire year. The tuition is ten thousand gold coins."

The woman showed no sign of hesitation.

"I don’t have gold coins on ," she said. "But I can pay with spirit stones." As she spoke, she extended her hand and retrieved a pouch from her storage ring.

The pouch was thick and heavy, its surface embroidered with intricate patterns.

The mont it appeared, a faint spiritual aura leaked out, instantly drawing attention.

Even before it was opened, the dense spiritual energy made it clear that its contents were far from ordinary.

"Is this enough?" the woman asked, holding it out toward Lin Feng.

Wang Yuyan, who had been watching quietly from the side, nearly froze in place.

Her eyes bulged as she stared at the pouch.

One spirit stone alone was worth one hundred thousand gold coins, and this pouch looked like it contained dozens, if not more.

That ant its value easily exceeded several million gold coins.

For a mont, she wondered if she was dreaming.

Lin Feng, however, remained composed.

He stepped forward, took the pouch, and weighed it lightly in his hand. A faint smile appeared on his face.

"More than enough," he said calmly.

He then produced the enrollnt docunts, placing them neatly on the desk in front of him. "Please sign here."

The woman took the papers without hesitation and signed her na in elegant, flowing strokes.

The characters seed to shimr faintly, as if infused with spiritual intent.

Once she finished, Lin Feng glanced at the na and then looked up at her again.

"Alright," he said warmly, "Chu Jiangyue, welco to my class. I’m Teacher Lin Feng, and you may address as such."

A faint, graceful smile appeared on the woman’s lips. She inclined her head slightly in a polite bow. "Thank you, Teacher Lin Feng," Chu Jiangyue replied.

Her voice was soft, yet carried a quiet confidence.

Even Wang Yuyan felt a subtle pressure, as though the young woman before her was far more than she appeared.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, was pleased.

Not only had he gained a new student, but one who was clearly extraordinary and exceedingly generous.

As he turned back toward the class, his smile deepened, already anticipating the interesting days ahead.

Lin Feng’s gaze lingered on his newest student, Chu Jiangyue, longer than he usually allowed himself.

The numbers reflected in her status panel were remarkable far beyond what he had expected from a first-day student.

Yet, after a mont’s thought, he realized it made perfect sense.

With her background, anything less would have been disappointing.

What truly confird his suspicions, however, was what she didn’t carry.

There were no ordinary gold coins at her waist, no jingling pouch of common currency.

Instead, she possessed only spirit stones... pure, refined, and valuable.

That alone was more than enough to reveal her origins.

Only those from powerful noble families, or even greater lineages, could afford to treat spirit stones as everyday money.

Lin Feng nodded slightly to himself before turning toward the others.

"Chu Jiangyue, these are Wang Yuyan and Su Wanwan," he said, his voice steady and composed. "They are currently under my guidance."

Wang Yuyan greeted her with a polite smile, her posture graceful and confident, while Su Wanwan peeked out from behind her paper drawings, clutching her materials with both hands and offering a shy but earnest nod.

"It’s nice to et you," Wang Yuyan said warmly.

Su Wanwan hesitated for a mont before softly adding, "Hello... new classmate. Wanwan is happy to see you."