I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 52 Star

"Why does this always happen to ?" Lin Feng groaned inwardly, his mind reeling.

For a mont, he simply stared, unable to process what his eyes were showing him.

He even blinked twice, half-expecting the information to disappear or correct itself, but it remained there, glowing clearly before him.

A chill ran down his spine.

"Are you kidding ..." he muttered silently, feeling both awe and dread at the sa ti.

Every ti he thought he had finally found soone normal... soone safe, soone uncomplicated... the heavens seed determined to slap him in the face with another absurd revelation.

Slowly, line by line, Ning Xi’s full stats unfolded before his vision.

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Na: Ning Xi

Cultivation Base: Tenth Stage of the Body Refining Realm

Strengths: Reincarnation of an Immortal Empress (mories sealed)

Weaknesses: Suffers from an Epic Martyr Syndro and will gladly die for the greater good, random strangers, lost puppies, or anyone who looks even remotely worthy. Basically a walking "sacrifice yourself" button.

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Lin Feng’s gaze focused back to Ning Xi once more, who at that mont was still standing gracefully before him, completely unaware of the cosmic bombshell hidden beneath her gentle exterior.

She looked calm, composed, even kind... perhaps these are already the obvious clues for soone who would throw her life away without hesitation for the sake of others.

Lin Feng exhaled slowly, forcing himself to steady his heart.

This certain debuff of hers was probably the reason why she had to die in the past and be reincarnated today!

His eyes darkened with resolve.

"Why do all the most beautiful won co with the most challenging and broken fates?" he sighed inwardly.

"Did you say sothing, Teacher Lin Feng?" Ning Xi asked softly.

Her voice was gentle and calm, like a clear spring breeze, yet it carried a hint of curiosity.

She had been about to respond when she heard him mutter sothing under his breath.

She did, of course, know of Lin Feng... his na was not exactly obscure within the academy but this was the first ti she could rember speaking to him directly.

In fact, it was also the first ti she had truly looked at him.

Up close, he was far more striking than the rumors suggested.

"It’s nothing," Lin Feng replied quickly, forcing a polite smile. "Just... thinking out loud. About Liu Yang though..." He paused, as if carefully choosing his words.

"That’s alright," Ning Xi said, her expression composed.

"It’s within his rights to transfer classes. I’m just a little curious why he’s changing teachers so late. He’s almost at the point of graduation."

Of course, she rembered Liu Yang. It was difficult not to.

Among the students, he stood out like a lone crane among chickens because of his rather extraordinary appearance which got him bullies left and right.

"He’s still young," Lin Feng replied casually. "Probably just wants to try sothing new before graduating. A last-minute change of scenery, you could say. Anyway, thank you for understanding, Teacher Ning Xi. I’ll take responsibility for him from now on and make sure he gets into a top sect after he graduates."

He gave a respectful nod, already turning his body toward the door.

Inside, however, his mind was screaming.

Abort mission. Abort mission. This woman is a walking calamity.

Although Ning Xi would have been an absolutely perfect candidate for Harem mber Number One... beautiful, elegant, kind, absurdly sexy and dangerously charming... Lin Feng had zero intention of getting involved with a reincarnated immortal empress.

He had seen enough stories, mories, and future possibilities to know exactly how this would end.

First, her sealed mories would awaken.

Then, her cultivation would skyrocket overnight.

Then, ancient enemies, karmic entanglents, forgotten lovers, and heaven-defying tribulations would all co knocking at his door.

And finally, he would be dragged into that ss.

Nope. Absolutely not. My peaceful immortal life is already exciting enough. Let just create a harem in peace!

Just imagining the potential disaster made his scalp tingle and his instincts scream in warning.

He, of all people, understood better than anyone just how many thods, hidden techniques, and unfathomable ans an immortal could have hidden in their arsenal.

So he did the only sensible thing.

He left. Fast. Internally sprinting for his life.

Lin Feng had barely taken two steps toward the door when a cold, disdainful voice sliced through the air, stopping him in his tracks.

"Top sect? Hah! Don’t make laugh, Teacher Lin Feng. With your abilities, you’ll only end up leading even more students astray. And I hear that you’re back to your usual business again."

The speaker appeared at the doorway as if materializing from thin air, his presence instantly filling the room with an oppressive aura.

He shoved the door open, strode in without waiting for permission, and slamd it shut behind him with a loud bang, the sound echoing through the corridor outside.

Lin Feng slowly looked at the newcor like the man was a clown. He slowed down his movents, his posture relaxed... as if he had all the ti in the world.

His face remained calm, but a faint glint of amusent flickered in his eyes.

"Hmmm... arrogant young master spotted. They really are everywhere, I guess," he muttered inwardly, the corner of his lips almost curling upward.

Lin Feng had seen countless arrogant people back on Earth, and they all shared the sa trait... they loved to bully the weak simply because they could.

To people like that, strength was not a responsibility but a toy, and power was not a shield but a whip.

At that mont, Lin Feng was already calmly planning how he was going to "cook" this newcor in more ways than one.

But first, he needed to give the man a chance to back down.

Otherwise, it would look like Lin Feng was bullying him since he has now already reached the True Immortal Realm.

Subtlety was key.

"Excuse ," Lin Feng said politely, keeping his tone calm and friendly. "I don’t believe we’ve t. Could you please not block the door? I’m trying to leave."

He gave a small, courteous smile, letting the words hang in the air, testing the newcor’s ego.