I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 188 Even Immortals Get Thirsty

Li Zhiyan could not believe her eyes.

Ever since she became a maidservant to her young master, Lin Feng, she had never once seen him smile at a woman like this.

In all her time by his side, he had always been composed and distant, his expression calm to the point of indifference.

Even when he was with Su Muyao, a woman of exceptional beauty and grace, his reactions had remained restrained.

His words were always proper, his conduct refined, his posture upright and noble. There had always been a barrier around him, cold and invisible, separating him from everyone else.

He was the kind of man who stood above others without even trying.

But now everything was different.

The moment his lips curved upward, Li Zhiyan felt as though the very air in the room had shifted.

It began as something subtle, a gentle change in atmosphere, but within seconds it became undeniable. His smile was not casual or polite. It was not forced or restrained.

It was radiant.

Its effect was extraordinary to the extreme.

When Lin Feng carried himself with icy indifference, he was already devastatingly handsome.

His distant temperament gave him an untouchable aura, like a snow covered peak towering above the mortal world.

Women could admire him and yearn for him, yet never truly approach him.

But now that he smiled, it felt as though warmth had poured into that frozen mountain.

The unreachable suddenly became close.

The distant became warm.

The aloof young master transformed into someone who felt safe to stand beside.

Li Zhiyan watched in stunned silence as the two women from the Nine Peaks Sword Sect visibly reacted. Their sharp and vigilant eyes softened without their permission.

The guarded tension in their shoulders eased. It was not shallow infatuation, nor was it mere admiration for a handsome face.

It was something deeper.

His smile carried reassurance. It carried warmth. It carried a strange sense of security that wrapped around the heart like a gentle embrace.

It felt as if all the sorrow and suffering in the world had been momentarily erased.

As if every burden they carried had grown lighter.

As if simply standing in the same room as him was enough to bring comfort and peace.

Even Li Zhiyan herself felt her heartbeat quicken. She had served him for only a few days, yet in that moment she realized she did not truly understand him.

Was this really the same young master who would quietly drink tea in his lonesome, indifferent to the gazes of countless women?

The most alarming part was not the reaction of the younger woman of his guests.

It was the sudden change in the stronger between them, a woman who had lived for hundreds of years and witnessed countless storms of fate.

That woman’s eyes flickered ever so slightly, a brief and almost imperceptible softness that betrayed her composure.

Only for a moment.

But it was there.

This man is dangerous, Xia Xinghe mused silently within her heart.

Her gaze sharpened.

As a veteran cultivator who had survived centuries of turmoil, she did not believe in coincidences. Charm techniques existed. Bewitching arts existed.

Evil Dao methods that manipulated emotions and clouded minds were not rare in this vast world.

Without drawing attention, she circulated her spiritual energy and activated a subtle detection technique.

Her consciousness spread outward like invisible threads, sweeping across Lin Feng’s body and the surrounding air.

She searched carefully.

For hidden incantations.

For distorted spiritual fluctuations.

For the faint trace of demonic arts.

Her probing was precise and refined through centuries of experience. Even a cleverly concealed technique would not escape her notice.

Yet there was nothing.

No abnormal aura.

No twisted Dao rhythm.

No malicious intent.

His spiritual energy flowed calmly and steadily through his meridians, pure and natural. His smile was effortless and genuine.

He was not using any technique at all.

That realization made her heart sink.

Because if no secret art was involved, then this influence came purely from him.

From his temperament.

From his presence.

From something intrinsic to his very being.

Xia Xinghe slowly withdrew her spiritual sense, her expression unchanged on the surface. But inwardly, her vigilance rose to a new level.

If a mere smile could sway hearts and soften resolve without the aid of cultivation techniques, then what would happen when this man truly chose to act?

Extremely dangerous, she corrected herself silently, her eyes lingering on Lin Feng’s warm expression.

In this vast world of schemers and power struggles, there were many kinds of threats.

Some wielded swords.

Some wielded poison.

Some wielded deception.

And some wielded charm so naturally that even the strongest cultivators could not defend against it.

Lin Feng continued to smile gently at the women before him, appearing completely unaware of the storm of thoughts swirling around him.

And perhaps that was the most frightening part of all.

"Beautiful guests from the Nine Peaks Sword Sect? This must be my lucky day. Please, take a seat. It would be my absolute pleasure to accompany you for as long as you wish."

Lin Feng spoke with an easy smile and gave a simple wave of his hand, his movements graceful and unhurried.

Before they even realized it, Xia Xinghe and Yun Luofeng were already standing at attention.

Neither of them remembered making the conscious decision to do so. But only one of them found this strange.

Xia Xinghe’s brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. She prided herself on her composure and discipline.

To react subconsciously like this, without awareness, unsettled her more than she cared to admit. It was not fear that stirred in her chest, but caution.

Yun Luofeng, on the other hand, noticed nothing unusual at all.

If anything, she felt perfectly natural standing there, her heart fluttering wildly. Her gaze locked onto Lin Feng as though he were the only person in the room.

Had it been possible, tiny hearts might have already been sparkling in her eyes.

"So cool," Yun Luofeng breathed softly, still utterly mesmerized by Lin Feng’s effortless charm.

To her, his smile was dazzling.

To Xia Xinghe, it was absolutely terrifying to witness!