I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 51 Fable

Since Liu Yang was part of the graduating class, Lin Feng had never personally met his previous instructor.

He could have easily used his divine sense and located him instantly but he chose not to.

There was no urgency.

More than that, he felt a strange sense of pity over how dull the original Lin Feng’s life had been in the academy. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The original Lin Feng had never truly explored it, nor had he formed any meaningful connections here.

He had been shy, reserved, and painfully aware of his lack of teaching success.

Even though he was tall, handsome, and carried himself well, women in this xianxia world did not see him as dao companion material.

They preferred prodigy teachers, elite cultivators, or those with powerful bloodlines... not a teacher with an empty classroom and no accomplishments.

Lin Feng smiled faintly at the irony.

"He was simply born in the wrong era," he mused. "If I had this face and body back on Earth, I would have lived a life of luxury, surrounded by women, indulging in pleasures all night long without a single care."

He headed to the academy’s Hall of Records instead.

The massive building stood tall and solemn, filled with countless jade slips, registers, and ancient scrolls.

The air was thick with the scent of ink and aged paper, and the quiet was broken only by the soft footsteps of scribes and assistants moving between shelves.

After a brief inquiry, Lin Feng obtained the information he needed... Liu Yang’s former teacher and her assigned classroom.

With that, he left the hall and began walking across the academy grounds at a leisurely pace.

The sun was high, students passed by in groups, some whispering, some laughing, and others cultivating quietly beneath trees or in secluded corners.

And not a few were also engaged in friendly sparring sessions.

Lin Feng walked calmly through it all, hands behind his back, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere.

"It should be here..." he muttered as he stopped in front of a door. "Classroom 169."

He raised his hand and knocked lightly.

"It’s open. Come in," a gentle, pleasant voice came from inside.

Lin Feng pushed the door open and stepped inside.

For a split second, his mind went completely blank.

Then...

"Harem member number one! There you are!" Lin Feng screamed in his mind, his heart exploding with joy as if he had just stumbled upon a legendary treasure.

He did not expect to see a woman at all!

He gulped and fell silent for three slow, measured breaths, his eyes glued to the woman before him.

She stood there with an elegance that seemed effortless, her posture perfect, her presence commanding without needing a word.

She wore the same azure teacher’s uniform as he did, yet somehow it seemed entirely different on her.

On him, it was ordinary... functional, practical but on her, it clung to her figure in all the right places, outlining every curve, every subtle line, making the outfit seem like it had been designed solely for her.

Her long, golden hair cascaded down her back, gleaming in the light, moving with a life of its own, giving her the ethereal grace of a goddess walking among mortals.

Her skin was flawless, smooth and pale, yet it radiated warmth, like sunlight striking freshly fallen snow.

Lin Feng could feel a pulse of heat rise through his body, an almost magnetic pull drawing his gaze to every inch of her.

For a moment, his mouth went dry, and he swore he might drool if he didn’t force himself to think.

He clenched his jaw and took a deep breath, refusing to make a fool of himself.

He clenched his fists and forced his gaze downward, willing himself not to glance at her enormous bosom.

Every fiber of his body screamed to look, yet he fought it with all the strength he could muster, his heart pounding like a war drum in his chest.

Though his heart raced and his mind wandered to forbidden thoughts, his expression remained calm, collected, and utterly unreadable.

After a brief pause, Lin Feng forced his mind to focus and smiled faintly.

It was time to put aside distraction and state his purpose.

"Are you Teacher Ning Xi?" he asked, his tone polite but firm, respectful of her status and authority.

It was the proper thing to do, after all.

The original Lin Feng had no memory of ever seeing her... perhaps he had been so focused on his own life struggles and stress that he never even noticed the extraordinary beauty walking the halls of the academy.

Now, however, Lin Feng could see her clearly, and it was impossible to overlook her.

Even in the blink of an eye, he took in every detail.

Her eyes were deep, sparkling like sapphires, with a quiet intelligence and a hint of playfulness that made her seem both approachable and untouchable at the same time.

Her lips were full and shapely, naturally flushed with a soft, enticing red, perfectly kissable, and the subtle curve of her smile radiated a rare combination of confidence and playful mischief.

The lines of her body, the way she carried herself, the slight sway as she shifted her sexy weight... all of it combined to create an aura so intoxicating that it was almost overwhelming.

In his mind, Lin Feng could not help but compare her to Qiao Mei.

Ning Xi’s allure was different, more refined, more commanding, more... dangerous in its ability to ensnare attention.

If Qiao Mei was a dazzling bloom, Ning Xi was the entire garden in full bloom, impossible to ignore, impossible to resist.

Even the way she exuded quiet authority made her sexuality almost irrelevant, yet at the same time, completely impossible to disregard.

Lin Feng forced himself to take another breath and regain composure.

His mind might be racing, his senses assaulted by desire, but he would not lose control.

Teacher Ning Xi was here to be addressed as a fellow educator, not as an object of fascination.

"I am. How can i help you, Teacher Lin Feng?" Ning Xi replied with a smile.

With a faint, polite smile, he continued, "I’ve come to discuss Liu Yang’s transfer... and I wanted to make sure I spoke to you personally."

Even as he spoke, his eyes couldn’t help but linger just a fraction longer, drinking in the sight of the woman who, in every possible way, seemed to eclipse everyone else he had ever met.

And because of how Ning Xi reminded him of how Qiao Mei had affected him before, Lin Feng instinctively decided to check her personal status.

The reaction was almost instantaneous, his eyes widening as he muttered under his breath...

"Oh... shit."