I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 98 “Oh No! I’m Finally Going to be Mounted by a Man!”
"You’re so kind, Young Master Lin Feng," Ye Jian replied with a warm smile as she gracefully took her seat.
"If you treat me like this every time, I might never leave."
Ye Jian continued to treat Lin Feng with sincerity and straightforward honesty, never hiding behind false politeness or excessive caution.
Even though there was always the unsettling possibility that Lin Feng was an ancient old monster who had lived for millions of years and merely wore the appearance of a young man, today’s interactions had shifted her judgment.
From the way he spoke, the way he listened, and even the way he prepared tea, Ye Jian could tell that Lin Feng was not prone to anger.
On the contrary, he was calm, patient, and unexpectedly considerate toward the people around him.
There was no trace of arrogance, no oppressive aura, and no need to assert dominance through fear.
Instead, he carried himself with quiet confidence, as though he had nothing left to prove to anyone.
This understanding eased the tension in Ye Jian’s heart.
The fear she had initially felt of offending a hidden master, of provoking someone beyond her comprehension gradually faded.
In its place grew a subtle sense of trust, and with it, courage.
She found herself growing bolder in her words, more relaxed in her demeanor, and more willing to tease, challenge, and speak freely around Lin Feng, no longer treating him as an untouchable figure but as someone she could genuinely interact with.
Lin Feng poured her a cup, the liquid shimmering faintly as it filled the delicate porcelain.
Ye Jian lifted it, her eyes glinting mischievously, clearly about to tease him further but before a single word could escape her lips, her smile froze.
Her expression stiffened, her pupils shrinking in shock as if she had just realized something utterly unbelievable.
"Ahh..." Ye Jian drew in a sharp breath.
At first, Ye Jian was seized by pure terror.
Her heart lurched violently in her chest as her mind leapt to the worst possible conclusion... she thought Lin Feng had finally revealed his true colors.
"Oh no...! Lin Feng drugged me! He put a powerful aphrodisiac in this tea! I’m finally going to be conquered by a man for the first time in my life!" Ye Jian screamed internally, panic flooding her thoughts as her body reacted to the strange, overwhelming sensations surging through her.
The fragrance of the tea alone seemed to stun her in place.
Her breathing grew uneven, her face heated, and her mind struggled to stay focused, as though her senses had been hijacked by something far beyond her control.
In that moment, she felt utterly helpless, trapped in her own body.
One breath passed.
Then another.
Her heart pounded harder with each passing moment... yet nothing happened.
Three breaths went by.
Lin Feng still hadn’t moved.
She cautiously glanced toward him, only to find him calmly sipping his own tea, his posture relaxed and unhurried.
Not a trace of lust, scheming, or hidden intent could be found on his face.
Instead, he had turned slightly to the side, his gaze resting on the scenery beyond the courtyard walls.
The sky was a vivid blue. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves. Birds sang softly in the distance.
The entire scene radiated peace and tranquility, as though the world itself had paused to enjoy a perfect afternoon.
Ye Jian’s panic slowly ebbed, replaced by an overwhelming wave of embarrassment.
Her face burned, her thoughts tangled, and her heart raced not from fear this time, but from the realization that her imagination had run completely wild.
In the end, Lin Feng had done nothing at all.
After a brief pause, Ye Jian drew her focus back to the steaming cup of tea in her hands
The moment the steam drifted toward her face, she knew this tea was far from ordinary.
Even before tasting it, her mind cleared as if a veil had been lifted, and a refreshing, soothing sensation flowed through her body like a gentle current.
It was unlike anything she had ever experienced... calm yet invigorating, light yet profound.
Her instincts, honed through years of cultivation, screamed a single truth... this tea was extraordinary.
"Careful, Teacher Ye Jian," Lin Feng said softly as he offered her the cup with both hands.
"It’s hot, so drink it slowly. The best things in life are never meant to be rushed."
Ye Jian accepted the cup with both hands as well, intending to reply with a witty remark.
Yet the words refused to form.
Her mouth did not follow her thoughts, for her entire attention had been captured by the cup resting in her palms.
She swallowed, her gaze fixed on it as if she were holding a priceless treasure rather than a simple porcelain cup.
The rich, layered aroma wrapped around her senses, overwhelming her awareness of the world beyond the tea.
With deliberate care, she forced her hands to remain steady despite the strange trembling running through her fingers.
Slowly, she lifted the lid and set it aside.
Steam curled upward, carrying an even deeper fragrance that made her breath hitch.
Then, with measured grace, she raised the cup to her lips and took a single sip.
That was all it took.
Bang!
It felt as though a thunderclap had erupted inside her body.
A surge of pure, refined energy exploded through her meridians, flooding every corner of her being.
Ye Jian’s aura burst forth uncontrollably, fully displaying her Qi Condensation realm, its pressure rippling through the courtyard like a sudden storm.
For a brief instant, the world itself seemed to tremble.
And then just as abruptly it vanished.
Her aura withdrew, her body relaxed, and her eyes closed as she slipped into a deep meditative state, her consciousness sinking into profound stillness.
The tea continued to work within her, quietly transforming her from the inside out, while the world around her fell silent in awe.
The world fell into absolute silence... both around Ye Jian and within her own mind.
