I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 151 Oops, I Burned Down the Alchemy Hall Again

Chapter 151: Chapter 151 Oops, I Burned Down the Alchemy Hall Again

The innkeeper, composed and graceful, met Yuan Bao’s gaze with a serene smile.

There was an elegance in her demeanor that suggested she had traveled far and seen much of the world.

Her poise was effortless, yet every movement exuded subtle warmth.

"Of course, my good sir," she replied, her voice soft, melodic, and perfectly controlled.

"My name is Bu Lianxiang. It is a pleasure to meet such a gentleman today," she introduced herself, her words flowing like a gentle, melodic tune.

"A fine name," Yuan Bao said without hesitation, his eyes sparkling and his voice filled with dramatic conviction. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"As beautiful as you are. Mine is Yuan Bao. I believe the heavens themselves have fated us to be together!"

The room erupted into laughter at his over-the-top declaration.

Surprisingly, Bu Lianxiang allowed herself a small, genuine smile, a fleeting crack in her composed exterior.

Her eyes softened just enough to convey amusement, though she maintained an air of calm dignity.

"I apologize, Lord Yuan Bao, but love is not my priority at this time," Bu Lianxiang said gently, her voice calm and refined.

"If you require anything else, please do not hesitate to call for me. I will attend to you at once. Please, enjoy your meal."

Her smile was soft, refined, and perfectly measured.

It lingered just long enough to feel warm, yet not long enough to appear overly familiar.

After speaking, she took half a step back, allowing the group their space.

Now it was her turn to observe.

The Myriad Origins Wandering Inn did not entertain many guests each day. The reason was simple.

The dishes served here were priced at levels that would bankrupt ordinary cultivators several lifetimes over.

Only the wealthy, the powerful, or the truly extraordinary dared to step through these doors without hesitation.

Her divine sense expanded quietly, seamlessly blending with the ambient spiritual currents of the room.

It brushed past Wang Yuyan, steady and composed. Su Wanwan, lively and bright.

Chu Jiangyue, brimming with youthful potential. Liu Yang, disciplined and thoughtful.

Yuan Bao... whose aura was as round and exuberant as his personality.

Then her perception landed on Qiao Mei.

A faint glimmer of surprise flickered in her calm eyes.

Such high cultivation in this group.

Hidden, restrained, yet undeniably profound. Qiao Mei was no simple figure.

Interesting.

But when Bu Lianxiang’s divine sense drifted toward Lin Feng, she perceived only what he allowed her to perceive.

In her senses, he was merely at the third stage of the Body Refining Realm nothing more, nothing less.

She did not react outwardly to what her perception told her.

There was no flicker of doubt on her face, no sudden shift in her aura.

After all, she had never met Lin Feng before today and knew nothing about him.

To her, he was simply another young mentor accompanying his students.

She had long ago distanced herself from worldly affairs.

She rarely listened to gossip, nor did she keep track of rising geniuses or shifting power structures.

For countless years, she had confined herself within this inn, detached from the tides of the outside world.

Her obsession lay elsewhere.

Turning gracefully, she walked out of the spacious dining room, leaving behind the exaggerated echoes of Yuan Bao’s shattered heart.

"My fair maiden, please do not leave me! Without you, I shall have no reason to live or even breathe. Someone, take me away!" Yuan Bao cried dramatically, clutching his chest as if truly struck by despair.

His wailing only made the others laugh harder.

Bu Lianxiang allowed herself a faint smile as she stepped beyond the doorway.

She was long accustomed to such declarations.

In her prime, she had witnessed countless men and women cast aside pride, ambition, and even their lives just for the chance to earn her attention.

Compared to those intense and often tragic admirers of the past, Yuan Bao’s antics were harmless, even amusing.

And so, with calm steps and an unchanged composure, she disappeared down the corridor, leaving behind laughter, clattering dishes, and one overly dramatic student mourning a love that had lasted all of three minutes.

Her gaze drifted momentarily toward the distant horizon beyond the inn’s windows.

"Just one thousand more years," she thought quietly, her expression tranquil yet tinged with something deeper.

For a fleeting second, the boundless aura of a Dao Overlord flickered within her eyes... ancient, vast, and immeasurably powerful.

Then it vanished.

And once more, she was simply Bu Lianxiang, the elegant innkeeper welcoming guests with a gentle smile.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng and his students continued eating, and it quickly became clear that someone was having the time of his life.

Yuan Bao had already recovered from his latest heartbreak.

His emotional resilience was nothing short of extraordinary.

Years of countless one-sided romances and dramatic rejections had forged his heart into something far sturdier than most men his age could claim.

Where others would wallow in despair, Yuan Bao adapted.

He moved on in seconds.

Now, his attention was fixed on something far more reliable than love.

Food.

With renewed determination, he lifted his chopsticks and declared, "Since my heart has been abandoned, I shall devote myself to cultivation through cuisine!"

"Yump. Chump. Gump. Gulp!"

Yuan Bao shoveled food into his mouth with astonishing speed, his chopsticks moving like twin streaks of lightning.

He barely paused between bites, chewing enthusiastically as though afraid someone might steal the dishes from under his nose.

"It tastes so good!" he declared between mouthfuls, his voice thick with emotion.

Tears of happiness even formed at the corners of his eyes as he ate.

Although Yuan Bao came from a wealthy background, this was his first time dining at the Myriad Origins Wandering Inn.

The cost here was paid in high-grade spirit stones, and even he could not casually afford such extravagance.

Today, however, he had no need to worry about the bill.

And so he fully unleashed himself.

Plate after plate began to empty at an alarming rate.

Unbeknownst to the rest, however, someone else was also thoroughly enjoying himself.