I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 33 Era

Chu Jiangyue returned their greetings with a calm, composed nod, her expression elegant yet distant, as though she were already accustomed to such formal introductions.

Lin Feng clapped his hands lightly, drawing everyone’s attention back to the lesson.

"Alright, let’s continue."

He turned to Chu Jiangyue and said, "Observe first, Jiangyue. Watch carefully. I’ll begin teaching you after an hour. For now, you can sit among your classmates."

"Yes, Teacher," she replied obediently.

She walked over to one of the chairs beside Su Wanwan, taking her seat so that the little girl sat between her and Wang Yuyan.

Lin Feng then resumed guiding Su Wanwan and Wang Yuyan through their exercises.

He instructed them on what they lack at the moment.

"Wanwan, now you need to do more. This time, I want you to draw without using your eyes. Let your heart guide your hands instead," he said gently.

"Yes, Teacher!" Su Wanwan immediately straightened, her small face filled with determination as she tried again.

"Yuyan, refine your breathing and repeat the words with me," Lin Feng added, then began chanting the Chaos Mantra in a soft whisper.

Wang Yuyan nodded and briefly closed her eyes as she adjusted her rhythm, her breathing steady, her lips moving in perfect synchronization with Lin Feng’s voice.

Chu Jiangyue watched all of this with growing fascination.

At first, she had assumed this class would be no different from the countless others she had attended... formal, rigid, and uninspired.

But as she observed Lin Feng’s teaching, something felt different.

His methods were subtle yet profound, his corrections precise yet gentle, as though he could see directly into the flaws of a person’s cultivation and guide them effortlessly toward improvement.

Her eyes widened slightly as she felt the changes in the atmosphere around them... the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy, the way Su Wanwan’s clumsy movements slowly became smoother, the way Wang Yuyan’s easily reached the state of enlightenment under Lin Feng’s guidance.

"This is it..." Chu Jiangyue murmured under her breath, awe creeping into her voice before she could stop herself.

Chu Jiangyue’s eyes widened in pure shock as a strange and unprecedented phenomenon unfolded before her, centered around her classmates... Wang Yuyan and the much younger Su Wanwan.

It was the first time in her life she had ever witnessed something like this, and for a brief moment, she even questioned whether her senses were deceiving her.

Normally, when she cultivated, the process was familiar and structured.

She refined her body, strengthened her mind, and tempered her spirit, communicating with heaven and earth to draw in spiritual essence.

She would guide that energy through her meridians, circulate it within her dantian, and slowly transform it into her own power.

Everything followed a clear path, a method she understood and could replicate.

But what Wang Yuyan and Su Wanwan were doing now was entirely different.

It was not mere absorption or circulation. It felt deeper... vast, boundless, and unfathomable.

Chu Jiangyue could sense something stirring in the air, as though the world itself had grown aware of their presence.

The spiritual energy around them did not simply flow... it revolved, converged, and responded, forming invisible currents that bent toward the two of them like moths drawn to an unseen flame.

Her heart pounded as she strained to understand what she was seeing.

She could faintly glimpse something beyond her comprehension, a shadow of a greater truth just at the edge of her perception, yet no matter how hard she tried, she could not name it.

It was as if her mind stood before a sealed gate... she could feel the power behind it, but she lacked the key to open it.

To her, it felt as though all the elements were gathering around Wang Yuyan and Su Wanwan.

Wind stirred unnaturally, even though the air was calm.

The earth beneath their feet seemed to hum softly, as though resonating with some deeper rhythm.

Even the light around them appeared subtly distorted, bending in ways that made her eyes ache if she stared too long.

And beyond the elements, she sensed something even more terrifying but could not comprehend yet.

Deeper concepts... space, time, life, death, decay, karma, order, yin, yang, and countless other unseen laws... seemed to ripple and respond, as if they too were being drawn into the process.

It was not as though these forces were being commanded, but rather as if they were willingly offering themselves, converging to assist in whatever mysterious transformation Wang Yuyan and Su Wanwan were undergoing.

This deep mystery made Chu Jiangyue’s breath catch in her throat.

This was no ordinary cultivation.

This was not something taught in manuals, passed down by elders, or recorded in any scripture she had ever read.

It felt ancient, primordial, as though it belonged to the very foundation of the world itself.

Yet despite sensing all of this, Chu Jiangyue could not truly understand what she was witnessing.

Her cultivation attainment was far too low to peer into such profound mysteries.

She lacked the insight, the realm, and the spiritual depth required to grasp the true nature of what was happening.

All she could do was watch, stunned and silent, her heart filled with awe, fear, and a faint, trembling awe.

In that moment, she felt smaller than ever before... not in weakness, but in perspective.

As if she were standing at the edge of an endless ocean, staring into depths she could not hope to measure, yet knowing with absolute certainty that what lay before her was real... and world-shaking.

An entire hour slipped by as if it were nothing more than a blink of an eye, and Chu Jiangyue remained sitting in silence, her body unmoving while her mind drifted in a daze.

Her eyes never left her classmates as they continued their work and training, completely absorbed in the mysterious and profound process unfolding before her.

Time itself seemed to lose meaning as she watched Su Wanwan and Wang Yuyan, her heart beating steadily, her thoughts suspended somewhere between wonder and disbelief.