I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 152 Ten Thousand Swords Guard Her Heart, but the Back Door is Open
"Yump. Chump. Gump. Gulp!"
Lin Feng was eating just as heartily.
His movements were not as exaggerated as Yuan Bao’s, but his pace was equally terrifying.
Dish after dish vanished before him with quiet efficiency.
There was no hesitation, no restraint, only pure appreciation for the flavors and the boundless spiritual essence contained within each bite.
Before long, an unspoken competition began between teacher and student.
Yuan Bao froze mid-bite and glanced sideways.
Lin Feng calmly lifted another piece of spirit beast meat and swallowed it without changing expression.
Yuan Bao’s eyes widened.
Challenge accepted.
Back and forth they went, their chopsticks moving so fast they nearly blurred.
The table, once overflowing, began to look noticeably lighter.
In truth, Lin Feng had once been rather fat back on Earth.
Seeing Yuan Bao devour food so passionately stirred a strange sense of nostalgia within him. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
In that moment, teacher and student were perfectly synchronized in spirit.
Around them, the other students could only stare in awe and disbelief.
"I can’t believe Mentor Lin Feng eats like this," one whispered.
"I know, right? This has truly opened my eyes."
"I always thought he was refined and dignified while eating..."
Wang Yuyan watched with slightly widened eyes, clearly trying to reconcile this sight with her usual image of her mentor.
Liu Yang coughed lightly, attempting to maintain composure.
"It appears... Mentor Lin Feng is a man of many layers."
Meanwhile, Su Wanwan puffed out her cheeks and picked up her chopsticks determinedly.
"Wanwan can eat fast like Mentor Lin Feng too! Look at Wanwan!"
She hurriedly began stuffing food into her mouth, though she quickly slowed after nearly choking on a bite of rice.
The room filled with laughter.
Even Qiao Mei covered her lips to hide her smile.
Meanwhile, Yuan Bao and Lin Feng remained locked in silent battle, neither willing to concede.
Spiritual essence swirled faintly around them as the rich energy within the dishes was absorbed and refined at astonishing speed.
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Two hours later, the lavish lunch finally came to an end.
The once-overflowing table had been thoroughly conquered.
"Ohhhh... Wanwan is so full. Wanwan can barely move at all," Su Wanwan complained happily, leaning back in her chair and patting her stomach with complete satisfaction.
Despite the enormous amount of spirit-infused food they had consumed, something unusual had occurred.
Under normal circumstances, eating so many dishes rich with boundless spiritual essence would have caused their cultivation realms to surge dramatically.
Breakthrough signs might even have appeared on the spot.
But Lin Feng had quietly intervened.
Without anyone noticing, he gently suppressed the rise of Su Wanwan’s and Liu Yang’s cultivation.
They were still young, their foundations not yet perfectly tempered.
Forcing rapid advancement at this stage would only create hidden flaws in the future.
Instead, he guided the spiritual essence differently.
Rather than allowing it to push their realms upward, he redirected the energy inward, letting it nourish their meridians, bones, blood, and dantian.
Their physical foundations were strengthened, their qi refined, their bodies subtly purified.
The benefits were far greater than a simple breakthrough.
As for the others, he did not restrict them as much.
This single meal alone had granted them tremendous advantages.
Their auras were noticeably more stable and refined, especially Qiao Mei, whose already formidable cultivation now felt even more consolidated.
And then there was Yuan Bao.
By all appearances, he seemed destined to gain a few more pounds after such a feast.
His robe already looked slightly tighter than before.
But that was not a problem.
For Yuan Bao’s cultivation technique was unique.
The larger and heavier he became, the more power he could store within his body.
Fat was not weakness for him. It was strength in reserve.
The more he ate, the stronger he grew.
At this moment, Yuan Bao leaned back with a blissful sigh, his face glowing with satisfaction.
"Mentor Lin Feng... I believe I have glimpsed enlightenment through dumplings."
Lin Feng glanced at him calmly. "Enlightenment?"
"Yes," Yuan Bao nodded solemnly. "The Dao of Eating. I have stepped one foot into it today."
The others burst into laughter once more.
Several minutes later, Lin Feng calmly settled the bill and left a generous tip.
The amount was enough to make ordinary cultivators gasp in disbelief, yet Bu Lianxiang did not even spare it a glance.
To her, such worldly currency held little meaning.
She merely offered a serene smile. "Thank you all for visiting. You are welcome here anytime."
Her tone was gentle, unhurried, as though the value of the meal meant less than the atmosphere it had created.
With that, she returned inside the restaurant, her figure gradually disappearing beyond the doorway, leaving behind only the faint, sweet, natural fragrance that lingered in the air like a fleeting memory.
Yuan Bao stood frozen for a moment, staring at the space where she had vanished.
"Why do beautiful women always seem so untouchable?" he muttered dramatically, his eyes still fixed on the fading trace of her shadow.
Lin Feng lightly patted his shoulder. "Because they are."
The group began to disperse shortly after.
"I will see you all tomorrow," Lin Feng said calmly. "Leave Wanwan to me. I will send her home myself."
That single sentence caused Qiao Mei, Wang Yuyan, and Chu Jiangyue to exchange subtle glances.
They had all noticed earlier that Lin Feng had ordered an impressive number of takeout dishes as well, carefully packed and stored.
It did not take much intelligence to deduce who those extra meals were for.
The three beautiful women shared the exact same thought at that moment.
Is there some secret relationship between Mentor Lin Feng and Wanwan’s mother?
None of them voiced it aloud, but curiosity flickered in their eyes.
They wanted to tease him, perhaps ask casually, but Lin Feng was already waving lightly and walking away with Su Wanwan beside him.
In the end, they could only smile and offer their farewells.
"Thank you for the meal, Mentor Lin Feng! Take care!"
Yuan Bao shouted the loudest, of course.
"Mentor Lin Feng, if you ever need someone to taste-test future meals, I volunteer!"
Laughter followed him down the street as the group finally parted ways, the afternoon sun stretching their shadows long across the road.
