I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! - Chapter 368 Thinking Inside the Box (Bonus - for weekly Webnovel Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!)
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Chapter 368: Chapter 368 Thinking Inside the Box (Bonus Chapter for weekly NovelFire Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!)
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and silently calculated with the use of his fingers.
He did not even need to perform any complex divination or extended analysis and knew instantly that this would only require an easy fix.
With that conclusion, Lin Feng already estimated the difficulty in his mind.
One hour… perhaps two at most.
He exhaled lightly and looked at Elder Bai Yun, who was still kneeling with unwavering sincerity. For a moment, his expression softened.
There was something universal about it… no matter the world, no matter the path of cultivation, a parent’s desperation for their child always remained the same.
In that instant, Lin Feng’s tone became slightly gentler.
“Alright,” he said calmly. “Lead the way.”
“Thank you, Young Master Lin Feng!” Elder Bai Yun replied immediately, his voice filled with overwhelming relief.
He rose at once, as though afraid Lin Feng might change his mind, and turned toward the massive flying boat behind him.
But just as he was about to guide Lin Feng aboard, a bright, energetic voice suddenly cut through the moment.
“Wanwan wants to ride the flying thingy too, Mentor Lin Feng!”
Su Wanwan had already dashed forward, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she stared at the enormous flying vessel hovering above the ground.
To her, it looked less like a sect artifact and more like some kind of legendary floating playground.
“Can you take Wanwan with you?” she asked eagerly, bouncing slightly on her feet. Lin Feng glanced at her and gave a small nod.
“Of course, Wanwan. You can come.”
“Yay!” she immediately cheered, her mood flipping instantly as she rushed closer to the boat like a small gust of wind.
Elder Bai Yun blinked once, slightly startled by how casually the situation was expanding, but he quickly forced himself to remain composed. Just as he was about to speak again…
Another voice interrupted.
“Mentor Lin Feng, you should have a bodyguard with you.”
It was the large, chubby student again, stepping forward with an expression of deep seriousness, as if he were announcing a matter of life and death.
“Who knows what hidden schemes this old man might be planning? I’ll go as well. I can help protect you! You can’t be too careful about anyone or anything nowadays.”
He nodded firmly, clearly satisfied with his own reasoning. This was of course none other than Yuan Bao. Elder Bai Yun’s mouth twitched slightly, but he said nothing.
Lin Feng, on the other hand, simply looked at him for a brief moment before turning away without comment.
That silence alone was enough to make the fatty slightly unsure of himself—but he still stood his ground proudly. And then, it began. One after another, students started stepping forward.
At first, it was just a few curious ones who didn’t want to miss what might be a rare experience. Then it quickly spread.
The momentum of the group shifted, as though once the idea of going had been planted, no one wanted to be left behind.
Some said they wanted to assist Lin Feng in case anything unexpected happened.
Some said they wanted to broaden their experience.
Some honestly just wanted to see a flying boat journey with their own eyes.
And some… simply didn’t want to be left out of anything involving Lin Feng anymore. Before long, the situation escalated further.
After some discussion, many were allowed to follow Lin Feng, though only his original students were permitted to go while those who had later joined were asked to remain behind.
Qiao Mei quietly stepped forward from the crowd. Her expression remained composed, but her gaze toward Lin Feng carried a faint warmth that was easy to miss if one wasn’t paying attention.
Not far behind her, Wang Yuyan also appeared. Compared to before, her aura was noticeably more stable and refined clearly the result of her recent breakthrough.
She said nothing, but her presence alone added a quiet pressure of her own. Lin Feng’s women like Ning Xi and Ye Jian also wanted to go.
The once orderly field had now turned into a gathering crowd surrounding Lin Feng.
Elder Bai Yun, who had originally come alone with urgency and dignity, now found himself staring at what could only be described as an… expanding entourage. His expression went blank for a moment.
Then he slowly turned his head toward Lin Feng, as if silently asking…
…Is this normal?
Lin Feng, however, remained calm as ever. He simply glanced at the growing group around him, then turned toward the flying boat.
“…Let’s go,” he said evenly.
Thirty minutes later, the group arrived at the Hidden Mist Sect.
The sect’s mountain gates loomed high, shrouded in drifting mist and layered formations that made the entire region feel both ancient and isolated.
Spiritual energy here was denser than the outside world, flowing like invisible currents through the air.
As Elder Bai Yun led Lin Feng and the others inside, countless disciples along the pathways couldn’t help but turn their heads in confusion.
Whispers spread quickly as they tried to make sense of the unfamiliar group walking beside their sect elder.
“Who are those people?”
“Elder Bai Yun personally brought them in…”
“That young man in front… he doesn’t look like anyone from the major sects I recognize.”
But Elder Bai Yun paid none of it any attention. His steps were quick and focused, his mind entirely on the matter at hand.
Soon, they arrived at a secluded mansion deep within the sect grounds. Unlike the grand halls of cultivation elders, this place felt unusually quiet.
Inside the main chamber, the atmosphere shifted immediately. At the center of the room stood an open coffin. But it was not an ordinary coffin.
It was carved from a rare spiritual wood and inscribed with complex life-nourishing formations that continuously circulated gentle energy. Lying inside was a young woman.
Her complexion was serene, almost peaceful, as if she were simply resting.
Long hair spread gently beneath her, and faint spiritual patterns occasionally shimmered across the coffin’s surface, stabilizing her condition. Lin Feng stepped forward without hesitation.
He studied the formations briefly, then approached the coffin, his expression calm. Just as he raised his hand to examine the woman more closely…
A sharp voice suddenly broke the silence.


