I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 38 Teenage

"Okay, where were we?" Lin Feng asked, his voice calm, almost casual, as if nothing extraordinary had just occurred.

All three of his students froze, their eyes widening in disbelief.

Chu Jiangyue, Wang Yuyan, and Su Wanwan could hardly comprehend what they were seeing.

The classroom... their familiar learning space... had been utterly destroyed only moments ago.

Cracks ran deep into the floors, chunks of stone were scattered everywhere, and dust hung thick in the air.

Yet now, every crack had vanished, every stone settled perfectly into place, and the walls looked untouched, as though the chaos had never happened.

It was not just a restoration of matter... it was a defiance of their understanding of reality itself.

The girls exchanged glances, shock and awe written plainly across their faces.

Wang Yuyan’s mouth opened, but no sound came out.

Su Wanwan’s small hands trembled as she gripped the edge of her seat.

Chu Jiangyue took a tentative step forward, her heart pounding.

"..."

Chu Jiangyue’s gaze instinctively sought her aunt, Qiao Mei, worried about her well-being.

The memory of the confrontation, the immense spiritual pressure, and the sheer impossibility of what she had just witnessed pressed heavily on her mind.

She wanted to rush over, to check if her aunt was unharmed. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

But Lin Feng’s voice cut through her panic, calm and controlled...

"Later, Jiangyue," he said softly, holding up a hand to stop her. His eyes met hers with a quiet authority that brooked no argument.

"Give your aunt some time. She will come to see for herself why you are so determined to stay here and learn. Let her understand your heart first."

Chu Jiangyue hesitated, torn between concern and obedience.

Still, the warmth and patience in Lin Feng’s gaze reassured her. Slowly, she nodded.

"I... I understand, Teacher," she said, returning to her seat.

Her voice was steady, though her heart still ached with worry.

The classroom fell into a heavy silence, the kind of silence that follows something extraordinary.

Even the air seemed to shimmer faintly, as if reluctant to break the spell of what had just occurred.

The faint scent of dust lingered, but it no longer carried the acrid sting of destruction... only a memory of it.

Wang Yuyan and Su Wanwan exchanged nervous glances, their curiosity and fear barely contained.

Both of them had been present when Qiao Mei had unleashed her power, and both had seen the sheer scale of what Lin Feng had faced.

Yet now, standing amid a room perfectly intact, they could only stare at their teacher, the magnitude of his abilities settling into their minds like a slow, creeping realization.

Lin Feng allowed himself a faint, knowing smile.

He could sense the mixture of awe, confusion, and fear emanating from his students, but he made no move to speak immediately.

The moment hung, heavy and charged, as though the classroom itself was holding its breath in absolute awe.

Finally, he let his voice cut through the silence, soft but firm.

"Let’s continue, shall we? There is still much to learn, and we do not have time to dwell on what has already passed."

The words were simple, yet they carried weight... a promise that no matter the danger, no matter the chaos, learning and growth continued.

The students swallowed hard, their minds still reeling, but they obeyed, returning to their positions with a mixture of reverence and trepidation.

Lin Feng watched them settle, his gaze briefly drifting to the spot where Qiao Mei had vanished.

He knew the path ahead would not be easy for her but he also knew that, in moments like this, true growth began.

Lin Feng had found the perfect skill to demonstrate to Chu Jiangyue, and with a deep breath, he unleashed it.

In an instant, the Hymn of the Eternal Endless Grand Dao filled the entire classroom, a force so vast that it seemed to stretch beyond the walls and touch the very sky.

The air trembled with power, vibrating as if it were alive.

Each note of the hymn resonated through the very bones of the building, sending ripples of energy that bent reality itself.

The sound was not merely heard... it was felt, deep in the heart, in the mind, in the soul.

Time seemed to slow, then speed up, as if the laws of existence themselves had grown uncertain in the presence of such overwhelming Dao energy.

Lin Feng spoke and taught and Chu Jiangyue listened.

"This... is impossible!" Qiao Mei’s voice rang out, sharp and startled.

She stood outside the classroom, her usual composure shattered by shock.

Though the door was firmly closed, her divine sense penetrated effortlessly, revealing the full spectacle within.

Every thread of energy, every intricate pattern of the Hymn, every subtle manipulation of the Dao itself was visible to her, and her eyes widened with disbelief.

Chu Jiangyue could not have understood what she was seeing.

To her, the display was extraordinary, but only in a superficial sense... a dazzling show of power.

To Qiao Mei, however, it was far more than that.

The sheer complexity, the refinement, the control... the skill required to perform this was beyond mortal comprehension.

Every movement Lin Feng made, every breath he took, every subtle adjustment of his spiritual energy reflected decades of understanding and a depth of cultivation that few could even imagine.

Qiao Mei’s mind raced.

Her body tensed as her heart pounded, a mixture of fear, awe, and envy coursing through her.

This was not a simple skill.

It was the mark of a hidden master, one who could reshape the world with but a thought.

Her thoughts flickered involuntarily to her niece... Chu Jiangyue’s determination, her relentless desire to learn, her stubborn insistence on staying in this academy... it all suddenly made sense.

Her niece was not merely talented.

She was walking alongside someone who could change the very rules of existence.

Her lips pressed into a tight line. The realization cut deep.

A hidden master... lurking right here, in this city...