I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! - Chapter 254 The Madam’s Face is Red, but Not from Anger

Chapter 254: Chapter 254 The Madam’s Face is Red, but Not from Anger

The ruckus continued for a full minute, voices rising and clashing as people pushed and shouted over one another, each desperate to be noticed.

Some waved their hands wildly, others called out loudly, while a few even tried to force their way closer.

The scene grew increasingly chaotic until Master Xie Yan slowly raised a single hand.

It was a simple gesture, yet it carried an inexplicable weight.

“Quiet, everyone! Master Xie Yan is about to speak!” a booming voice rang out across the area.

The effect was immediate.

The restless crowd froze, their voices dying down one after another until a heavy silence blanketed the surroundings.

Countless eyes turned toward the man at the center, filled with anticipation, excitement, and hope.

“Good afternoon, everyone,” Master Xie Yan began calmly, his voice neither loud nor forceful, yet it reached every corner with ease. “I am glad to see so many of you gathered here today.”

He paused briefly, sweeping his gaze across the crowd.

His expression was gentle, yet there was a trace of helplessness hidden within.

“I truly wish to help each and every one of you. However, as you all know, my time and energy are limited. Even if my heart desires to aid all who stand before me, I can only assist a small number.”

A faint sigh escaped his lips as he continued, his tone growing softer.

“For this… this worthless man can only ask for your understanding and forgiveness.”

With that, Master Xie Yan cupped his fists and bowed deeply toward the crowd, his posture sincere and without the slightest hint of arrogance.

For a brief moment, silence lingered.

Then the crowd erupted once more but this time, not in chaos, but in support.

“It doesn’t matter, Master Xie Yan! Just do your best!”

“We understand, Master Xie Yan!”

“You’ve already done more than enough for us!”

“Master Xie Yan is truly a man of great honor and a pure heart!”

Voices overlapped with emotion, many filled with admiration and gratitude.

Some people even had tears welling up in their eyes, deeply moved by his humility.

A few clasped their hands tightly, as if praying, while others looked at him with unwavering faith.

After all, in a world rife with deceit, where schemers and opportunists thrived at every corner, a man like Master Xie Yan was almost unheard of.

Most so-called experts demanded wealth, status, or favors before lifting a finger.

Yet here he stood, lowering himself before the masses, asking for nothing but understanding.

To many, it felt almost unreal.

In this day and age, finding a truly righteous man was rarer than stumbling upon a divine treasure.

It was said that even devouring an entire mountain would be easier than encountering someone so selfless and pure-hearted.

And at this moment, standing before them, Master Xie Yan seemed no different from a saint descended upon the mortal world.

“Thank you, everyone. Although I am but a humble unskilled man, I will always do my best to help my fellow men and women. Now… let us begin.”

Master Xie Yan slowly closed his eyes, his breathing steady and calm.

One breath… two breaths… three breaths.

The bustling atmosphere seemed to quiet on its own, as if even the air was waiting.

Then his eyes opened.

Sharp. Clear. Unwavering.

He raised a finger and pointed into the crowd, selecting three people in quick succession.

“You…”

“You…”

“And you…”

“All three of you, please come forward,” Master Xie Yan said.

As his words fell, three simple chairs quietly materialized before him, arranged neatly in a row, leaving just enough space for those chosen to step forward.

A ripple passed through the crowd.

“Isn’t Master Xie Yan just picking pretty women?” someone muttered, his voice tinged with suspicion as he looked at the chosen three.

Each of them was breathtakingly beautiful, their appearances enough to draw attention anywhere.

Though they were clearly mortals, their beauty was undeniable.

After all, beauty knew no boundaries. It could bloom in royal palaces or emerge from the harshest slums.

“Ha… what a fool you are,” another voice scoffed nearby. “This is exactly why I can’t stand ignorant people like you.”

The first man frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t you know?” the second man continued, lowering his voice with a hint of reverence. “Master Xie Yan never chooses people at random. He always calls upon those in the most desperate situations and those whose fates hang by a thread.”

He crossed his arms, eyes fixed on the three women now making their way forward.

“You’ll understand soon enough.”

Master Xie Yan rose from his chair and approached the first woman.

Having witnessed his methods over the past few days, she instinctively extended both hands toward him.

He gently took them.

“Mm…” the woman let out a soft sound, her cheeks flushing faintly.

His palms were warm and the sensation sent a strange, comforting ripple through her body.

It was not unpleasant but rather, it felt oddly soothing, almost calming her anxious heart.

Master Xie Yan lowered his gaze to her palms, his expression turning focused and serene.

After a brief moment, he spoke, delivering his verdict.

“Your daughter is safe, but she is not alone. She is with a man,” he said calmly. “She has chosen to leave with him. From what I can see, the two of them are destined to be blessed by the heavens with a long and prosperous life. There is no need to worry. What is meant to be… will be.”

A gentle smile appeared on his face.

The woman trembled as tears streamed down her cheeks… tears of both relief and sorrow.

Her daughter was still so young, too young in her eyes to make such a decision.

Yet Master Xie Yan’s words carried an undeniable weight that eased the turmoil in her heart.

“Thank you, Master Xie Yan!” she said gratefully.

Then, to everyone’s surprise, she suddenly dropped to her knees.

Lowering her head, she pressed her forehead firmly against the ground in a deep bow.

“I will not go back on my words. From this day forward, my life is yours to command, Master Xie Yan,” she vowed with unwavering sincerity.

Yet from somewhere in the background, a frantic voice suddenly rang out.

“Wife! Wife! Wait! What about me?! Don’t leave me, darling!”