I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 93 The Jade Body Everyone Craves

The three teachers then left the extravagant restaurant, stepping back into the bustling streets of Clear Moon City.

The afternoon sun bathed the stone roads in golden light as cultivators and mortals alike moved about their daily affairs.

Without haste, Lin Feng led the way back toward the academy, his posture relaxed, his steps unhurried.

Ning Xi stayed close to him, while Ye Jian followed just behind, her eyes occasionally flicking toward him, her thoughts far more turbulent than her calm expression suggested.

It was obvious that her mind was still preoccupied with the strange sensation she had experienced earlier, unable to shake off the lingering confusion and unease.

"I’ll see you later, Lin Feng! And thank you for lunch today. Don’t you dare hide from again, okay? Bye for now!" Ning Xi waved cheerfully, her smile bright enough to light up the entire courtyard.

She skipped off toward her afternoon class, her steps light and almost floating, as though the very ground delighted in her presence.

This ti, she wasn’t even slightly shy... her voice carried clearly across the campus, reaching everyone within earshot.

Those nearby could do nothing but stare at Lin Feng, their eyes filled with pure envy.

To see one of the most beautiful and talented teachers of Spirit Spring Academy openly chase after him... soone who, only days ago, had been dismissed as a lowly, trash-tier teacher was almost impossible to comprehend.

It was as if fate itself had flipped a switch, thrusting Lin Feng from obscurity to an untouchable position in an instant.

"I can’t believe how Teacher Lin Feng beca so famous in just the span of a few days," one teacher whispered to a friend, eyes wide and glittering with disbelief.

"Even Goddess Ning Xi has already fallen for him," another added, barely able to hide the mix of admiration and envy in their voice.

"Being handso really is a blessing from the heavens," a third muttered, shaking their head, as if trying to rationalize the inexplicable.

anwhile, there were darker voices too... bitter, jealous, and spiteful.

"Bah! He’ll just be a handso ghost soon. I’ll piss on his grave and take Teacher Ning Xi for myself!" a particularly loud and bitter man snarled, drawing a few startled glances from nearby passersby.

More than that, soone could be heard chanting in the background...

"I wish Lin Feng would die an ugly death."

"I wish Lin Feng would die an ugly death."

"I wish Lin Feng would die an ugly death."

"I wish Lin Feng would die an ugly death."

"I wish Lin Feng would die an ugly death."

"I wish Lin Feng would die an ugly death."

"I wish Lin Feng would die an ugly death."

"I wish Lin Feng would die an ugly death."

"I wish Lin Feng would die an ugly death."

The words echoed over and over again, filled with venomous resentnt.

Whispers and murmurs spread like wildfire.

Teachers, students, and even so of the academy’s staff stopped in their tracks, all eyes following Lin Feng’s calm, unbothered figure as he walked beside Ye Jian.

Every step he took seed to radiate confidence and authority, even though on the surface he appeared completely ordinary.

So shook their heads, muttering about luck, fate, or injustice.

Others clenched their fists, their jealousy barely contained, imagining a future where Lin Feng would grow even stronger, even more untouchable.

Yet despite all the attention, Lin Feng remained entirely unaware or perhaps entirely indifferent to the chaos he had left in his wake.

Once Ning Xi had disappeared from sight, heading off to her afternoon class with her usual energy and confidence, Ye Jian’s thoughts imdiately turned to sothing far more interesting... sothing she had now wanted to ask Lin Feng.

She had watched him carefully all morning and afternoon, his calm deanor, the ease with which he ignored so much temptation, and now she could no longer hold back.

"Why aren’t you accepting Ning Xi’s affection, Teacher Lin Feng?" she asked, her voice light, teasing, yet carrying a sharp edge of curiosity.

Her erald eyes sparkled, and the slightest upward curve of her lips made her expression almost mischievous.

"She’s beautiful, talented, and it’s obvious she’s already fallen hard for you. Any man would pray to their ancestors... down to the last nine generations... just for a sliver of a chance with soone like Ning Xi. Or... could it be that you have other preferences, Young Master Lin Feng?"

Her words were carefully chosen, ant to tease, probe, and see just how much Lin Feng would reveal.

She leaned slightly closer, the faintest tilt of her head, as if to suggest that other genders might be part of that "preference."

Lin Feng’s calm eyes t hers, unreadable as always.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips, almost imperceptible.

"I have myriad reasons for that," he said slowly, his tone casual but deliberate.

"Top of the list? I simply don’t want a dao companion working with in the sa academy. That combination... is a perfect recipe for absolute disaster. Imagine constant argunts, jealousy, distractions, misunderstandings... it’s not worth it. As for the rest... no, I prefer beautiful won all year round," he added casually, his words light but carrying the weight of careful consideration.

Ye Jian blinked, slightly taken aback by his calm and straightforward answer.

Most n, when confronted with such a direct question, would either stumble over their words or try to dodge it.

Lin Feng... did neither.

He simply stated his reasoning as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Without waiting for a response, Lin Feng turned and began walking toward his courtyard, his movents relaxed, confident, and deliberate.

His robes swayed slightly with each step, the air around him sohow seeming lighter, almost charged with a quiet aura that drew attention without trying.

Ye Jian fell into step behind him, careful not to crowd him but unwilling to let too much distance form between them.