I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!

Chapter 495 A Simple Stroll to Cleanse the Heart, Yet the Senior Sister Insists on Buying a Spiritual Cotton Candy

Lin Feng stepped into the grand dining hall with his usual confident stride, his long white robes flowing elegantly around him.

The moment he appeared, all his women turned their heads in unison, their eyes widening with visible surprise.

Almost instinctively, every single gaze dropped downward, locking onto the prominent bulge between his legs.

They all looked utterly shocked and fearful, their faces pale as if they had just witnessed a ghost.

In their eyes, Lin Feng was still deeply assailed by the terrifying snake mark curse, its lewd energy surely ravaging his body from within.

No one dared to approach him, their bodies tense and frozen in place, whispers of concern and lust rippling through the small crowd.

Lin Feng stood there, blinking at their dramatic reactions, and couldn’t help but feel a mix of amusement and helplessness.

He didn’t know whether to laugh out loud or cry at how ridiculously overblown their expressions were.

Even in its dormant state, my little brother still looks so big and ready to fight! he thought to himself, inwardly amused.

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he glanced down discreetly.

The lingering effects of the earlier cooking with rice with Li Yuhua had left him in a rather... prominent condition, and the misunderstanding was almost too perfect.

The atmosphere in the room instantly grew thick with a mix of shock, curiosity, and lingering worry.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by their reactions. He pulled out a chair and sat down at the head of the long dining table as if nothing unusual had happened.

"What? Why are you all looking at me like that?" he asked casually. "I already fixed it. It was nothing more than a minor curse and barely worth mentioning."

A brief silence filled the dining hall before Ye Jian finally spoke, her cheeks slightly pink as she blinked repeatedly. Even now, her eyes kept drifting back to his crotch.

"That’s good, Lin Feng... You really had us all worried sick last night," she said softly. "You were like an insatiable beast. We’ve never seen you lose control like that before."

The other women around the table nodded vigorously in agreement. There was Ning Xi, gently biting her lip, Ling Lan with flushed ears, and a few others who couldn’t hide their intrigued expressions.

They had witnessed Lin Feng making love to Li Yuhua on many occasions, but last night had been on an entirely different level.

The sounds echoing through the chambers had been so intense and primal that several of them had feared he might actually break her.

"It was terrifying... and yet strangely captivating," Tang Aining murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "The way the bed was shaking, the sheer force behind every thrust... We honestly thought Li Yuhua might not be able to walk today."

Li Yuhua, who had been quietly sipping tea, nearly choked at the comment. Her beautiful face instantly turned a deep, burning crimson that spread all the way down her neck.

She pressed her thighs together instinctively beneath the table, feeling an undeniable soreness and fullness still lingering deep inside her.

The memory of last night flooded her mind without mercy.

She remembered how Lin Feng had pinned her down, his eyes glowing with fierce, almost demonic lust after the curse had taken full effect.

He had taken her again and again with savage intensity... hard, deep, and relentless. Her screams of pleasure had been so loud they probably reached every corner of the residence.

Each powerful thrust had pushed her beyond what she thought her body could handle, yet every single one brought waves of overwhelming ecstasy.

Even now, hours later, she could still feel the gentle but constant reminder of him inside her pink flower.

Her sensitive inner walls were still slightly swollen and throbbing, stretched and marked by his massive presence.

A faint, warm wetness continued to leak out of her, making her shift uncomfortably in her seat.

"I... I’m fine," Li Yuhua said shyly, her voice trembling with embarrassment as she avoided everyone’s eyes. "It was intense... but I loved every moment of it."

Lin Feng chuckled softly, reaching over to gently stroke her hand. "See? No harm done. My lovely Yuhua is tougher than all of you think."

The women exchanged knowing glances, some smiling teasingly while others still looked at Lin Feng with a mixture of awe and desire.

The memory of his frenzied, curse-enhanced performance last night had left a deep impression on every single one of them.

The dining hall remained lively for quite some time, overflowing with laughter, chatter, and the clinking of cups.

The atmosphere was warm and cheerful as everyone enjoyed themselves in Lin Feng’s presence.

His women sat around him happily, occasionally stealing glances at the impossibly handsome man while speaking amongst themselves.

Lin Feng himself merely smiled faintly as he listened to the conversations around him. Though he appeared calm and composed on the surface, his thoughts had already drifted elsewhere.

Su Muyao.

Thinking of her graceful mature figure and gentle temperament, the corners of his lips unconsciously lifted slightly. Since it was Sunday, he had no classes to teach and no urgent matters to attend to.

Rarely did he have such free time to relax properly.

Naturally, he intended to spend the day with Su Muyao, perhaps taking her somewhere scenic and peaceful before enjoying a quiet evening together later.

After finishing breakfast, Lin Feng slowly rose from his seat.

The moment he stood up, countless beautiful eyes immediately turned toward him. His every movement naturally attracted attention.

"Young master, where are you going?"

"Lin Feng, are you heading out?"

"Can we come too?"

Several women spoke one after another, their voices soft and pleasant to hear. Lin Feng only smiled helplessly.

"I’m just going out for a walk," he replied calmly.

The women clearly did not believe him, but none exposed him directly. Instead, they exchanged knowing looks among themselves before quickly following after him anyway.