I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 49 Serenity

Ten long minutes later, Qiao i finally stopped breaking through one after another.

The terrifying surge of spiritual pressure slowly receded, and the blinding white light surrounding her body gradually faded.

What remained was an entirely different Qiao i... calr, colder, and far more profound than before.

She had begun at the Third Stage of the Immortal Ascension Realm.

Now...

She stood at the Tenth Stage... the absolute peak of the Immortal Ascension Realm.

This leap was nothing short of miraculous.

Beyond this point lay the Divine Tribulation Realm, a realm that would summon the punishnt of the heavens themselves.

Once she attempted to step into it, heavenly lightning would descend, and the terrifying might of tribulation would test both her body and her soul.

Failure would an annihilation.

Yet Lin Feng did not push her.

He was not in a rush.

Qiao i needed ti... ti to stabilize her foundation, to digest her gains, and to allow her cultivation to truly beco her own.

A forced breakthrough would only weaken her future path.

More importantly, Lin Feng refused to take away the sense of achievent she would gain when she reached that realm through her own effort and perseverance.

True strength was not simply about climbing higher.

It was about standing firmly at every step along the way.

Qiao i blinked and turned her gaze toward Lin Feng, a genuine smile spreading across her face.

For the first ti in years, a weight she had carried for far too long seed to lift from her shoulders.

She felt a deep, almost overwhelming sense of relief... she was no longer hiding her true self, no longer suppressing the extraordinary talent that was uniquely hers.

And the words her teacher had spoken earlier echoed clearly in her mind, reverberating like a bell in the depths of her soul:

"Even if the heavens themselves were to collapse, I... your teacher... will shoulder it for you."

Those words struck her with a force she had not expected.

They were not just comforting... they were a promise, a declaration of faith in her potential, and a reminder that she was no longer alone in facing the burdens her life had imposed upon her.

"Thank you, Teacher," Qiao i said softly, her voice trembling slightly.

A single tear escaped from the corner of her eye, sliding down her cheek.

The tear, instead of marring her beauty, seed to enhance it, giving her a fragile, ethereal radiance.

At that mont, her Mystic Yin Physique... long suppressed and hidden... was fully revealed.

Her aura shimred like moonlight on snow, a dazzling energy that drew the attention of everyone in the classroom.

She seed more enchanting, more formidable, and more alive than ever.

She could feel it... the surge of power coursing through her body.

Her cultivation base had leapt forward in a way that she had never experienced before, and she hadn’t even lifted a finger.

The enlightennt she had received was not gradual or subtle... it had hit her like a tidal wave, washing away the limitations and restraints she had imposed on herself for fear of danger.

Every nerve, every cell, every strand of spiritual energy in her body resonated with newfound clarity.

Qiao i closed her eyes briefly, breathing deeply, savoring the sensation.

For the first ti, she understood what it truly ant to awaken without fear, to embrace the full potential of her being.

She felt invincible, yet calm. Powerful, yet serene.

Lin Feng, watching her closely, allowed a faint, approving smile to cross his face.

"No thanks are needed," he said, his voice calm but carrying an unshakable authority.

"I’m just doing my job. Guiding you to your potential is what a teacher must do."

Then, his focus shifted seamlessly back to the classroom.

"Now," he said, voice firm but patient, "let us continue."

He began moving among his students, supervising their training one by one.

Each movent of his carried weight, yet also a subtle encouragent.

Every glance, every word, seed to impart insight that went beyond technique... he was teaching them how to cultivate their hearts as well as their strength.

The energy in the room shifted. It was no longer rely a classroom... it was a crucible, a forge in which the students’ potential was being hamred into shape under the steady, unyielding guidance of Lin Feng.

***

Ti passed quickly, and soon the sun had climbed high overhead.

The clock struck twelve, marking the end of the morning session.

"That’s all for today. I’ll see you all back on Monday. Have a good weekend, everyone. Class dismissed," Lin Feng announced, his voice calm yet carrying the steady authority that made even the most restless students pause.

Most of his students simply nodded, murmuring polite words of thanks, and began gathering their belongings.

They moved quietly, respectful of the weight of what they had learned today.

So were still deep in thought, replaying Lin Feng’s lessons in their minds, trying to fully grasp the sudden insights they had received.

But Su Wanwan lingered, her small fra brimming with energy.

She took a hesitant step forward, her eyes wide and earnest.

"Teacher Lin Feng," she said, her voice bright and eager, "Wanwan wants to learn so more. Can you teach Wanwan tomorrow too? Wanwan doesn’t care if it’s Saturday. Wanwan still has strength to train!"

Lin Feng’s lips curved into a gentle, knowing smile.

He knelt slightly, bringing his gaze level with hers, and spoke softly but firmly.

"I know, Wanwan. You have a strong spirit and a heart eager to learn. But there is a perfect ti for everything. Tomorrow is for family and rest. Help your mother with so household chores. Spend ti with your mom, and don’t forget to enjoy it. Your training will wait. I’ll be here when Monday cos, and we will continue together."

"Mmkay, Teacher," Wanwan said, nodding enthusiastically.

She quickly realized that Lin Feng’s words were true.

At the ntion of her mother, her face brightened instantly, and her eyes sparkled with excitent.