I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 123 My Resume is as Thin as a Cicada’s Wing
The students and even those well past ten years of age continued to crowd around Lin Feng, nearly climbing over one another in their desperation.
Each tried to outshout the rest, boasting about their talent, their perseverance, their willingness to endure any hardship.
Some swore to train without sleep.
Others vowed loyalty as if pledging themselves to a sovereign rather than a teacher.
A few even exaggerated their backgrounds, clearly hoping their clan names might impress him.
It was chaotic. It was noisy. It was almost theatrical.
Lin Feng, however, remained composed.
He understood the true reason behind this sudden explosion of enthusiasm.
Word of his recent feats had spread like wildfire through Clear Moon City.
The clans had caught wind of it, and now they were pushing their juniors toward him.
Everyone wanted to establish a connection. Everyone wanted to be the first to secure favor.
Hugging his thigh, as the saying went, was far more advantageous than standing on the sidelines.
And honestly?
He did not find it offensive.
In this world, strength was everything.
If others wished to attach themselves to power, that was simply the natural order of things.
Slowly, Lin Feng raised his right hand.
The effect was immediate.
As though an invisible force had swept through the scene, the chaotic shouting ceased.
Dozens of mouths snapped shut at once.
The once-frantic crowd stood still, eyes fixed on him, waiting.
"Hello, everyone," Lin Feng began, his voice calm yet carrying effortlessly across the gathered crowd.
"I have seen your desire to learn, and I am pleased that so many of you are eager to study under me."
Excitement flickered in their eyes. Hope burned brighter.
"But," he continued, and that single word caused several hearts to tighten, "you must understand something from the very beginning... I am a strict teacher."
His gaze sharpened slightly.
"I do not care for exaggerated promises or empty enthusiasm. Passion that burns brightly today but fades tomorrow is worthless. If your resolve is false, then the path ahead will be unbearably difficult for you. Cultivation is not child’s play. It demands patience, discipline, and a heart that does not waver at the first sign of hardship."
A heavy silence settled over the crowd.
"I can guide you," he said evenly, "but I cannot walk the path for you. I can point you toward the summit, but you must climb it yourselves."
He paused deliberately, allowing his words to sink into their hearts.
His eyes swept across the gathered faces... young and old alike.
When his gaze lingered on some of the older students, particularly those beyond ten years of age, they instinctively lowered their heads.
Not one dared to meet his eyes.
They knew.
They were not here solely for learning.
Some carried instructions from their clans. Some had come to observe him.
Some had been sent to spy on him. Their thoughts were layered, their intentions not entirely pure.
Lin Feng noticed everything.
He simply did not care.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
A true teacher does not reject flawed students out of fear.
If there are bad seeds, then it is his responsibility to cultivate them properly.
If there are crooked branches, it is his duty to straighten them.
Whether they came with ambition, curiosity, or hidden motives, once they stepped into his classroom, they would all be treated the same.
Under his guidance, even the most stubborn seed would sprout.
And if they could not endure his teachings?
Then they would naturally fall away.
Lin Feng clasped his hands behind his back once more, his presence steady and unshaken amidst the sea of hopeful faces.
"Now," he said calmly, "if you still wish to study under me after hearing this... line up properly."
The crowd quickly formed a line.
Under Lin Feng’s calm but commanding gaze, the chaotic mass of students organized themselves with surprising speed.
He instructed them to line up by height, which naturally pushed the older ones toward the back.
A few of the taller, older applicants looked slightly embarrassed, but none dared object.
"No pushing," Lin Feng said evenly. "You will all get your turn."
His voice wasn’t loud, yet it carried unquestionable authority. The restless shuffling ceased immediately.
One by one, the students stepped forward and handed over their application forms.
Lin Feng processed them with remarkable efficiency.
He barely needed more than a glance to evaluate the basic information... name, age, cultivation level, background.
Occasionally, he asked a short question or two, his sharp eyes seemingly able to see far more than what was written on paper.
The line steadily shortened.
In less than thirty minutes, Lin Feng had collected 123 signed applications.
The number surprised even some of the students themselves.
What had started as a chaotic gathering had now turned into a formal enrollment.
Lin Feng stacked the applications neatly in his hands.
"Class will begin tomorrow for all of you," he announced calmly.
"By then, I will arrange for a larger classroom."
A ripple of excitement spread through the crowd. Some clenched their fists in anticipation.
Others exchanged thrilled glances. They had succeeded at least in taking the first step.
Without another word, Lin Feng turned and walked toward Classroom 101.
"Thank you, Teacher Lin Feng!"
A unified chorus rang out behind him, loud and sincere.
He did not turn around dramatically, nor did he give a long speech.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he merely gave a small nod over his shoulder as he continued walking.
His figure looked tall and composed under the morning light, as though none of this excitement could disturb his calm.
Behind him, more than a hundred students watched with admiration burning in their eyes.
Tomorrow would mark the beginning of something extraordinary.
Once inside the classroom, his current students were still buzzing with shock from what they had just witnessed outside.
They had never seen such a scene before.
"Wanwan was scared earlier, Teacher Lin Feng! There were so many people outside!" Su Wanwan said, her big eyes still sparkling with lingering excitement.
Then her fear melted into pure joy.
"Now Wanwan will have many classmates too! Wanwan is so excited!" Her smile was radiant.
