I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! - Chapter 279 The Toad Finally Gets a Taste of the Divine Swan Meat
Chapter 279: Chapter 279 The Toad Finally Gets a Taste of the Divine Swan Meat
The old man flailed and wriggled, but the tiny limbs of his cockroach body were no match for the force raining down on him.
Every blow sent shockwaves of agony through him, yet he could not escape. He was powerless.
Every strike felt like fire, every movement a reminder of how completely he had been humiliated.
Memories of his past life… the power, the schemes, the disciples he had raised flashed through his mind.
Once, he had been feared, a master whose name alone could bend others to his will.
Now, he was nothing.
Reduced to a tiny insect, at the mercy of those he could never hope to overpower.
He wanted to curse them, to unleash his anger, but he was trapped.
He could only endure, unable to die, forced to experience every strike over and over again.
The women’s shouts of disgust filled the space around him.
His frail, chitin-covered body tumbled helplessly across the stone floor outside the courtyard before landing on his back.
His tiny legs flailed in the air for a moment before he struggled and flipped himself over.
For a brief second, he froze.
The world felt… enormous.
“I… I…”
His voice came out as nothing more than a faint, meaningless chirp.
Gone.
Everything was gone.
His cultivation. His spiritual sense.
His overwhelming strength that once allowed him to crush others like ants.
Now…
He was the ant.
No.
Worse than an ant.
A cockroach.
His body trembled violently as the realization sank deeper into his mind.
“Is he already at the Dao Overlord Realm…?” Roachy muttered, his thoughts filled with terror about Lin Feng’s true cultivation base.
Only someone at that realm… no, perhaps even beyond it… could strip him of everything so effortlessly and turn him into such a pitiful creature.
Fear gripped him like an icy hand.
Without daring to linger any longer, Roachy began to scuttle forward, his many legs moving frantically as he tried to escape this nightmare.
“I need to get out… I need to get out of here!”
He rushed toward the edge of the courtyard with all the speed his tiny body could muster.
Then…
Thud!
A sharp impact stopped him in his tracks.
Roachy was thrown backward, his small body rolling across the ground before coming to a halt.
“What…?”
Dazed, he slowly climbed back onto his feet. He stared ahead, but there was nothing there.
No wall.
No obstruction.
Just empty space.
Hesitantly, he crept forward again, extending one leg cautiously.
The moment it touched the air ahead…
A ripple spread out, like a stone dropped into still water.
An invisible barrier.
“No… no, this can’t be…”
Panic surged within him.
Roachy suddenly dashed forward, slamming his entire body against the unseen wall again and again.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Each collision sent pain coursing through his fragile form, yet the barrier didn’t even tremble.
It was absolute.
Unshakable.
“Break! Break for me! OPEN!” he shrieked, his voice filled with desperation.
But reality was cruel.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t even leave a mark on it.
Breathing heavily, Roachy staggered back. Refusing to give up, he turned and ran in another direction.
Ten meters.
Fifty meters.
Ninety meters…
Thud!
Again.
Another invisible wall.
“No! No! No!”
Madness crept into his mind as he sprinted in yet another direction, only to be stopped once more.
Every path.
Every angle.
Every attempt…
Led to the same result.
He was completely sealed within a hundred-meter radius of the courtyard.
A prison.
An invisible cage with no escape.
“I’m trapped… I’m trapped!” Roachy screamed hysterically.
His tiny body shook as despair consumed him.
He had once looked down on countless lives, treating others as insignificant insects.
And now…
He understood.
This was what it felt like.
Powerless.
Hopeless.
Insignificant.
For a long moment, he stood there in stunned silence, his mind spiraling into chaos.
Then…
A sound.
Soft at first.
Distant.
Yet unmistakable.
“Ribbit…”
Roachy froze.
“…Ribbit… Ribbit…”
The sound grew louder.
Closer.
Each croak echoed like a death knell in his ears.
Slowly… very slowly… he lifted his head.
And what he saw made his entire body go rigid.
A frog.
But to him, it was no mere frog.
It was a towering monster now since he was Roachy the cockroach.
Its massive body cast a shadow over him, blocking out the light above.
Its bulging eyes stared blankly ahead, yet to Roachy, they felt like the gaze of a predator locking onto its prey.
“N-No…”
His legs trembled as he tried to back away.
But it was too late.
The frog moved.
Its body shifted slightly, and then…
A blur.
A long, sticky tongue shot out with terrifying speed, cutting through the air like a whip.
Roachy didn’t even have time to react.
Snap!
The world flipped upside down.
A suffocating stickiness wrapped around his body, and before he could even scream—
Darkness.
Complete and absolute darkness swallowed him whole.
He had been eaten.
Inside the frog’s mouth, everything was wet, sticky, and suffocating.
The walls closed in around him as he was dragged deeper into the creature’s throat.
“Damn you stupid frog! Let me go! Let me out!” Roachy screamed in panic.
But there was no response.
No mercy.
He slid downward, unable to resist, until…
Plop.
He landed in a pool of thick, corrosive liquid.
The moment his body touched it, an unbearable pain erupted.
“AAAAAHHH!”
The acid began to eat away at him.
Slowly.
Relentlessly.
His shell sizzled as it dissolved inch by inch.
The pain was beyond anything he had ever experienced in his life.
“No! This can’t be happening! I refuse! I refuse!”
He thrashed wildly, trying to climb the slick, fleshy walls of the stomach, but he couldn’t find any grip.
Every movement only made the acid burn him faster.
“Damn you, frog! Let me out! Let me out!”
His screams echoed in the darkness, desperate and broken.
But outside…
The frog remained completely indifferent.
It simply turned and began to hop away leisurely, as if nothing of importance had happened.
With each jump, it moved farther and farther from Lin Feng’s courtyard.
And inside its stomach…
Roachy’s struggles grew weaker.
His voice grew hoarse.
The pain never stopped.
Until, eventually… days after…
There was nothing left.
