I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 448 A Gift From the Jade Emperor? I’d Rather Have Ca

"A man like you does not deserve to live. I want you to die, Ming Ye!" Qiao i shouted furiously.

Boom!

The icy spiritual essence around her body exploded violently.

Then...

Whoosh!

Her figure disappeared from the sky instantly.

The surrounding cultivators could only see a blur flashing downward at terrifying speed.

When Qiao i appeared again, she was already standing directly before Ming Ye.

A beautiful icy sword had sohow appeared in her hand.

Its blade radiated chilling killing intent.

Without hesitation, Qiao i thrust the sword straight toward Ming Ye’s throat.

Puchi!

The sound of flesh being pierced lightly was expected by everyone to happen.

"Is... is he dead?" a mortal below nervously asked while tightly shutting his eyes.

The poor man did not dare witness soone being killed before him.

After all, unlike the cultivators present, he was rely an ordinary mortal.

Yet strangely...

Nobody answered him. The silence felt odd.

Unable to endure the curiosity any longer, the mortal slowly opened his eyes again.

Then he froze. Qiao i’s sword had stopped.

The sharp icy blade hovered rely an inch away from Ming Ye’s throat.

A tiny drop of blood trickled down his neck where the sword tip had barely pierced the skin.

But that was all. Qiao i could not continue. Her hand trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Ming Ye suddenly smiled. Not only was he not afraid... He actually looked happy.

"I knew it," Ming Ye softly said while staring deeply into Qiao i’s eyes. "You still have feelings for , i’er."

Despite his battered appearance, confidence slowly returned to his face.

"We spent so many years together. We shared countless mories and experiences. You simply cannot erase everything between us so easily."

Qiao i bit her lip tightly but remained silent.

Ming Ye’s smile widened. Then he casually took out a dicinal pill and swallowed it.

Ding!

A strange glow instantly covered his body.

The bruises on his swollen pig-like face rapidly healed at visible speed.

Broken bones reconnected while his bloodied skin recovered completely in the blink of an eye.

Within monts, the handso and elegant Ming Ye had returned once more.

The surrounding cultivators were secretly amazed by the effectiveness of the dicinal pill.

Ming Ye slowly stood up again, his black robes fluttering lightly in the wind.

He looked at Qiao i gently, seemingly wanting to continue speaking.

Unfortunately for him...

Another figure suddenly appeared beside them before he could utter a single word.

"A snake may shed its skin," Lin Feng calmly said, "but it will always remain a snake."

His gaze toward Ming Ye was utterly indifferent, as though he were looking at an insignificant insect.

"You possess a rciful heart, i," Lin Feng continued softly. "But rcy should not be wasted on trash like this."

Lin Feng casually flicked one finger.

Snap.

The sound was soft. Yet the mont it echoed out, Ming Ye disappeared.

No trace whatsoever remained behind. It was as though he had never existed in the first place.

Silence instantly descended upon the heavens once more.

Everyone stared blankly at the empty space where Ming Ye had stood monts ago.

Cold sweat rapidly covered countless backs.

None of them could even comprehend what Lin Feng had just done. One flick. That was all it took.

And a powerful genius like Ming Ye had vanished from existence forever.

"He vanished! Where did he go?!"

A shocked cry rang out from below.

"Look! I can’t sense the old man either with my spiritual sense! He disappeared too!"

"Did ntor Lin Feng take them away?"

"But where?"

The cultivators throughout Clear Moon City erupted into noisy discussion.

Everyone released their spiritual senses, sweeping across the city and the surrounding lands repeatedly, yet there was not the slightest trace of either Ming Ye or Old Xi.

It was as though both of them had been erased from reality itself.

The scene left everyone trembling inwardly. What kind of terrifying ability was this?

Not a single person understood.

Yet Lin Feng rely stood there calmly with his hands behind his back, his expression as indifferent as ever.

He offered no explanation. Only he knew exactly where the two had been sent.

And he was absolutely certain of one thing...

The pair would be... entertained for a very, very long ti.

Beside him, Qiao i hesitated for a mont before finally speaking.

"Ming Ye is from an Ancient Clan, ntor Lin Feng," she said softly, worry clouding her beautiful face. "He is not simple. His background is far more terrifying than most people realize."

Her concern was not for Ming Ye himself.

Rather, she feared the consequences his disappearance might bring.

Ancient Clans were monstrous existences that had survived for countless eras.

Their foundations were unimaginably deep, and their thods often defied reason.

If they discovered Lin Feng had acted against Ming Ye, retaliation would surely follow.

Yet Lin Feng rely smiled faintly.

"It doesn’t matter."

His voice was calm, but it carried an unquestionable confidence.

"When I see soone I dislike, I have no interest in humoring them while they continue jumping around before like monkeys."

He glanced toward the distant horizon and added mysteriously,

"I simply send them to a very special place..."

His smile deepened slightly.

"A place where monkeys thrive in endless numbers."

The mont those words fell, Qiao i felt a chill run down her spine.

A strange sense of foreboding suddenly rose within her heart.

She did not know where Ming Ye and Old Xi had been sent...

But her intuition scread one thing clearly.

No matter what kind of place it was... Ming Ye would absolutely hate it there.

And judging by Lin Feng’s faint smile... He would likely remain there for a very, very long ti.

And indeed, that was exactly the case at this mont.

"Hahaha! Just as I expected! I actually received a gift today. No... two huge gifts!" A loud, excited laugh echoed throughout the gloomy space.

Big Fatty Zhang San grinned so widely that the flesh on his fat face trembled nonstop.