I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 66 Potion

Many looked at Lin Feng with envy, jealousy, disbelief, and awe all at once.

anwhile, Lin Feng remained calm and composed, his expression polite and unhurried as he listened to each offer in turn.

On the surface, he appeared grateful. Inwardly, however, his thoughts were steady and clear.

So this is what strength brings... influence, attention, and opportunity.

He neither interrupted nor rushed to give an answer.

Instead, he let them finish, acknowledging each elder with a respectful nod.

"Thank you for your kindness and high regard, seniors," Lin Feng finally said, his tone sincere yet asured. "I am truly honored by all of your invitations."

The elders leaned forward slightly, waiting.

"However," Lin Feng continued, "I am currently bound by my responsibilities at the academy. For now, I wish to focus on my duties as a teacher and the growth of my students. I hope the seniors can understand."

A mont of silence followed.

So elders looked disappointed, others thoughtful, and a few smiled knowingly.

"A man who does not forget his roots... admirable," one elder said with a nod.

"Young man, rember our clans," another added. "If you ever change your mind, our doors will always be open to you."

Lin Feng cupped his fists. "I will rember your kindness."

As the elders slowly dispersed, many of them casting lingering glances back at him, Lin Feng stood quietly for a mont.

Behind him, countless gazes were still fixed on his back.

Everyone who heard about what Lin Feng had done could hardly believe their ears, let alone their eyes.

"What the hell? Did you all hear that?! He just rejected offers from Qi Condensation seniors and major clans!"

"No way... Is he insane? Those were once-in-a-lifeti opportunities!"

"Either Lin Feng is unbelievably foolish, extrely arrogant, or he’s hiding so terrifying trump card."

"He should know the Li Clan won’t let this go. Offending them and rejecting other clans at the sa ti? It would be a miracle if he survived the night in peace."

"You’re the foolish one," soone else retorted. "Lin Feng lives inside Spirit Spring Academy. As long as he stays there, he’s untouchable. The academy’s rules protect him. But once he steps outside? That’s a completely different story."

"Exactly. Outside the academy’s walls, no one will care about rules or status."

"Still... rejecting that many powerful clans at once? That kind of courage or recklessness is unheard of."

Whispers spread like wildfire, passing from disciple to disciple, from stall to stall, from clan to clan.

By noon, everyone in Clear Moon City had heard the na Lin Feng.

So spoke of him with awe, others with envy, others with suspicion, and so with barely concealed hostility.

Regardless of their feelings, one thing was certain...

Lin Feng had beco the most talked-about person in Clear Moon City that very morning.

As for Lin Feng, he didn’t care in the slightest about what the Li Clan might do next.

Sches, grudges, revenge... none of it mattered to him.

He only wanted to live his life freely and enjoy every mont to the fullest.

"That fight made hungry all of a sudden... Maybe I should check out another restaurant in the city. Hmm..." Lin Feng muttered under his breath as he walked, nodding thoughtfully.

He had co to the realization that he was rapidly becoming a true foodie, and the thought made him smile.

After all, he was already a true immortal. No matter how much he ate, he would never gain weight.

Even if he devoured a million calories in a single al, his physique wouldn’t change in the slightest.

If I’m immortal, I might as well eat like one, he thought lazily.

With that carefree mindset, he exited through the academy’s massive gates.

The streets outside were lively, filled with rchants calling out their wares, cultivators strolling casually, and the distant aroma of food drifting through the air.

Lin Feng had barely taken a few steps when he felt another presence fall into stride beside him.

Not hostile.

Not aggressive.

Just... close.

Then it hit him.

The unmistakable fragrance of an extrely beautiful woman wafted into his senses... soft, elegant, natural, and strangely familiar.

Lin Feng turned his head slightly.

To his surprise, Ning Xi was walking beside him.

She didn’t look at him at all.

Her gaze remained fixed straight ahead, her posture straight, her expression calm and unreadable, as if the two of them had simply happened to walk the sa path by coincidence.

"..."

Lin Feng chose silence.

Instead, he subtly shifted away from her, stepping slightly to the left in an attempt to create so distance between them.

Unfortunately, his worst fear ca true.

Ning Xi mimicked his movent perfectly, matching his pace and direction without the slightest delay.

Lin Feng blinked.

...Did she just do that on purpose?

He sped up a little.

So did she.

He slowed down.

So did she.

He took a wider step to the side.

She followed, flawlessly, as if they were rehearsing so silent, synchronized dance.

Lin Feng felt a vein twitch at his temple.

Is this woman... stalking ?

To anyone watching, however, the scene looked entirely different.

A handso man and a stunning woman walked side by side under the warm morning sun, their steps perfectly matched, their distance just right... neither too close nor too far.

They looked like a beautiful couple enjoying a peaceful stroll through the city, basking in the golden light of a fresh new day.

A few passersby even slowed down, casting curious glances and whispering softly.

"What a lovely pair."

"They look so well-matched."

"Are they newlyweds?"

Lin Feng nearly choked on air.

Newlyweds my ass. This woman is the bearer of all death flags!

He cleared his throat and finally spoke. "Teacher Ning Xi, are you... following ?"

Ning Xi kept her eyes forward. "No."

"Then why are you walking exactly where I’m walking?"

"...Because this is also the road I am taking."

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. "Funny. Because every ti I move, you move too."

She finally glanced at him from the corner of her eye, her gaze cool and unreadable. "Coincidence."

Lin Feng opened his mouth, then closed it.

Coincidence my foot.

Still, he said nothing further. Instead, he resigned himself to the situation, letting out a soft internal sigh.

Fine. Walk all you want. I’ll just pretend you’re air.

The two walked for so distance, and Ning Xi was surprised when Lin Feng suddenly ca to a stop.

She expected him to question why she was following him again, but instead, his gaze was fixed elsewhere.