I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 447 Your Ultimate Move Has a Very Long Loading Scree

The old man desperately attempted to activate his defensive treasures.

Buzz!

One protective artifact after another erged around his body.

Golden barriers, spiritual shields, and ancient talismans instantly lit up with dazzling light, each radiating powerful defensive energy capable of resisting devastating attacks.

Unfortunately for him...

Crack!

The mont Qiao i’s icy power touched them, the treasures rapidly froze over.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

Frost spread across the artifacts at terrifying speed before they shattered apart one after another like fragile pieces of glass.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sounds of exploding treasures echoed continuously through the skies.

Old Xi’s face imdiately turned pale with fear.

"These are Heaven-grade treasures!" he scread inwardly in disbelief.

Yet they could not even withstand a single breath of Qiao i’s spiritual essence.

At that mont, true fear finally surfaced in Old Xi’s heart.

He had originally believed that even if he could not defeat Qiao i, escaping should still be possible for soone at his level.

But now... He realized they had provoked a monster.

An existence completely beyond the Immortal Ascension Realm.

Old Xi wanted to flee imdiately. Unfortunately, before he could even gather his spiritual energy...

His vision blurred.

The overwhelming icy pressure crushing his body and soul beca too much for him to endure.

Thud.

Old Xi completely lost consciousness.

Silence.

A terrifying silence descended upon Clear Moon City.

Everyone had witnessed the scene clearly from beginning to end.

Thousands upon thousands of cultivators stood frozen in place with stunned expressions plastered across their faces.

Their gazes slowly lifted toward the figure standing proudly in the heavens.

Qiao i floated silently in the sky like an untouchable ice fairy descended from the immortal realms.

Her crimson robes fluttered gently in the cold winds while snowflakes danced around her beautiful figure.

She looked breathtakingly beautiful.

Yet at the sa ti... Absolutely terrifying. Nobody dared to even breathe loudly in her presence.

The pressure radiating from her body alone made countless cultivators feel as though their blood and souls were freezing solid.

A full minute passed before the silence was finally broken.

"I-I can’t believe one of ntor Lin Feng’s students is actually this powerful!"

"And to think she studied among us all this ti!"

"My heavens... just how strong is she exactly?!"

One cultivator shivered uncontrollably while staring toward the skies.

"I feel like my body is freezing into ice just by standing here, and she’s still so far away from us!"

"That old man was a peak Immortal Ascension expert, wasn’t he?"

"He couldn’t even survive one attack..."

Shock and awe spread rapidly throughout the entire city.

The way everyone looked at Qiao i had completely changed.

No longer was she rely viewed as a beautiful and talented student.

At this mont...

She resembled an invincible ice empress capable of freezing the heavens themselves.

Another minute quietly passed.

Qiao i simply stood in the sky, her cold eyes fixed upon the two defeated figures lying on the shattered ground below.

One was old.

One was young.

One had a wrinkled face filled with age and greed.

The other had once possessed an incomparably handso appearance, but after suffering her rciless beating, Ming Ye’s face was now swollen like a pig’s head, bruised beyond recognition.

The scene looked almost absurd. Yet nobody dared to laugh.

The entire Clear Moon City remained deathly silent as everyone waited for Qiao i’s next move.

Would she kill them?

Would she spare them?

Nobody knew. Even Qiao i herself seed uncertain.

Her beautiful eyes flickered slightly while countless emotions surfaced within her heart.

Hatred, resentnt, anger, disappointnt... and sowhere deep beneath it all, traces of the love she once held for Ming Ye still lingered faintly.

No matter what he had done...

There had once been a ti when she loved this man with all her heart.

Just as the silence continued to stretch...

A figure suddenly appeared beside her without warning.

No one saw how he arrived.

It was as though he had always been standing there from the beginning.

"Why hesitate, i?" Lin Feng calmly asked while standing beside her in the sky with his hands behind his back.

His voice was gentle, yet it echoed clearly throughout the heavens.

"Isn’t he the sa man who deceived you? The sa man who exploited your love and innocence for his own selfish interests? Had things gone according to his plans, you would have lost everything."

"ntor Lin Feng..." Qiao i softly acknowledged his presence, but she said nothing more afterward.

Her silence already revealed everything.

Lin Feng glanced at her briefly before turning his gaze toward the battered Ming Ye and the unconscious Old Xi below.

"Do not pity such n," Lin Feng said indifferently. "The two of them together have ruined the lives of at least ten thousand won. They abused them, manipulated them, and treated them as nothing more than tools to satisfy the filthy desires in their hearts."

His eyes grew colder.

"n like them deserve no rcy at all."

"LIES!"

A furious roar suddenly echoed from below.

Ming Ye struggled to raise his battered head while blood continuously dripped from his swollen lips.

His entire body trembled from pain and humiliation.

"That’s slander!" he shouted angrily.

In his mories, he had only forcefully taken slightly over a hundred won in order to cultivate his dual cultivation arts.

Only a hundred. As for the remaining thousands... That was most likely Old Xi’s doing.

Ming Ye imdiately felt wronged.

Unfortunately for him, the mont those thoughts appeared in his mind, the surrounding cultivators looked at him with even greater disgust.

"Ten thousand won?!"

"Isn’t that number too high and too much?!"

"What a beast... those two should be turned into eunuchs!"

Many female cultivators instinctively stepped backward while staring at Ming Ye with pale faces and fear in their eyes.

Even Qiao i’s expression grew colder.

She had once believed Ming Ye’s affection for her was genuine.

Yet hearing the great horrifying things made the final traces of warmth inside her heart rapidly disappear.