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

Not even their owners could reverse the inevitable. Lin Feng stared silently for a long time. Finally, he sighed softly.

"The monk can run away..."

"...but the temple remains."

The goddess nodded.

"Exactly."

"No matter how powerful we become, our multiverses cannot simply walk away from destruction."

She looked toward the advancing darkness.

"It is only a matter of time before each of our homes is reached."

Another goddess quietly added,

"And when one’s multiverse dies..."

"...the owner is crippled and be considerably weakened."

The first goddess continued.

"The beings that have been secretly interfering with your realm..."

"...are all multiverse owners searching for a new home."

"They have no desire to destroy your realm."

"They simply wish to claim it before their own is swallowed."

Lin Feng frowned slightly.

"So they’re refugees..."

"In a sense," the goddess replied softly.

"They are desperate."

Lin Feng pondered for a moment before asking,

"But couldn’t they simply abandon their own multiverses and escape?"

"Surely beings as powerful as yourselves could survive without them."

Several goddesses smiled bitterly.

"They certainly could."

The white-robed goddess nodded.

"We can leave."

"We can wander."

"We can continue existing."

"But..."

She looked directly into Lin Feng’s eyes.

"Who would willingly choose such a life?"

Lin Feng remained silent. The goddess spread her hands.

"Our multiverses are not merely territories."

"They are extensions of ourselves."

"They contain our authority."

"Our Dao."

"Our countless years of effort."

"Our memories."

"Our civilizations."

"Our people."

"Our hopes."

She smiled sadly.

"Losing one’s multiverse is like a mortal losing both arms and both legs."

"No..."

"It is far worse."

"Our strength would decline tremendously."

"Our authority would shatter."

"Our control over reality would weaken."

"We would become vulnerable."

"And among beings as powerful as us..."

"...weakness invites disaster."

Lin Feng slowly nodded. He finally understood. This was not a simple struggle for territory. It was a battle for survival.

Every multiverse owner standing before him was facing the same inevitable fate. Some had accepted it. Some were desperately searching for hope.

And others...

Had already set their sights on his flourishing multiverse as the place where they intended to survive the coming end.

"What about..." Lin Feng continued asking, his curiosity showing no signs of fading.

The countless beautiful goddesses answered one after another without the slightest impatience.

Some spoke gently like flowing water, others with cold dignity, while a few giggled mischievously before giving him surprisingly detailed explanations.

Although they all ruled over multiverses of their own, none of them looked down upon the newly ascended Lin Feng. On the contrary, many found him quite interesting.

As the conversation continued, Lin Feng gradually pieced together a complete picture of the vast reality beyond his own multiverse. It turned out that new multiverse owners like him were not rare.

Whenever a sufficiently powerful universe completed its evolution and broke free from the endless sea of reality, a brand-new multiverse would be born.

In time, the multiverse itself would nurture a supreme existence who would inherit its authority and become its owner.

This cycle had repeated for countless ages, producing an endless stream of new rulers. However, the number of newborn multiverses was insignificant compared to those that disappeared every single day.

The reality beyond realities was unimaginably cruel. The birth of one new multiverse was often accompanied by the destruction of dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of older ones.

Creation struggled endlessly against destruction. For every new owner like Lin Feng who joined their ranks, countless others vanished forever without leaving behind even a trace of their existence.

Learning this, Lin Feng silently nodded.

He continued asking question after question. Yet despite the overwhelming amount of information, every goddess answered him with remarkable patience.

Some even added their own experiences, warning him of hidden dangers that books and inheritances would never mention.

Several offered sincere advice, while others teased him playfully for being so inexperienced.

Their pleasant laughter echoed through the spiritual connection, making the atmosphere surprisingly relaxed despite the terrifying subjects they discussed.

By the time Lin Feng had exhausted his questions, he had gained invaluable knowledge that would have otherwise taken countless years to discover on his own.

He smiled warmly before cupping his fists toward the countless divine beauties.

"Thank you all for answering my questions, beautiful maidens. You have enlightened me today, and I will remember this kindness."

He paused for a brief moment before continuing with complete sincerity.

"I owe each of you a favor. Should any of you ever require my assistance in the future, do not hesitate to summon me. As long as it is within my abilities, I shall certainly help."

His words were neither boastful nor empty promises. They were a genuine expression of gratitude. The countless goddesses smiled in response.

"How generous."

"What an interesting little brother."

"I hope you remember those words after you become a true old fogey in time."

"We shall meet again someday."

One after another, they bid him farewell before their divine projections dissolved into countless streams of light, disappearing into the boundless sea of realities.

The immense spiritual network that connected innumerable multiverse owners slowly fell silent. Lin Feng withdrew his divine sense and severed the connection completely.

Silence returned to his own multiverse. He then reflected upon everything he had learned today. The road ahead was far more dangerous than he had imagined.

Lin Feng returned his attention to the grand feast.

Outwardly, nothing about him had changed. A calm smile remained on his face as he exchanged pleasantries with the guests and accepted their respectful toasts.

No one present could tell that, in the span of a few moments, he had learned secrets vast enough to shake the foundation of his heart. Deep inside, however, his mind was anything but peaceful.

The revelations from the countless multiverse owners continued to echo within him. The endless plots and machinations. The multiverses swallowed by Chaos...

The ancient beings who preyed upon weaker realms... The countless rulers desperately searching for a way to escape the inevitable destruction awaiting them.

For the first time since becoming a multiverse owner, Lin Feng truly understood how insignificant even his magnificent realm was before the boundless sea of realities.

"Should I follow the example of those multiverse owners standing on the brink of destruction?" he wondered. His gaze unconsciously drifted toward the joyous crowd enjoying the banquet.

"Should I invade other multiverses as well?"

It was, by all accounts, a practical plan. Many multiverse owners had already adopted such methods.

Some secretly conquered weaker multiverses and ruled them from the shadows.

Others established countless bloodlines across reality, ensuring that no matter how many worlds perished, a part of themselves would always remain.

A few even viewed entire civilizations as nothing more than livestock to be harvested when needed. Survival often came at the expense of others.

The more Lin Feng thought about it, however, the more uncomfortable he became. Eventually, he slowly shook his head.

"No..."

His eyes became calm once more.

"That isn’t who I am."

Perhaps he was foolish. Perhaps the ancient multiverse owners would laugh at his naivety. But he simply could not bring himself to trample upon innocent lives merely to increase his own chances of survival.

Doing evil simply because everyone else did was never a justification. He had his own principles. He had his own values.

If he abandoned those principles out of fear, then even if he managed to survive until the end of time, would that life truly have any meaning?

After contemplating for a long while, Lin Feng finally reached his decision.

"I suppose all good things must come to an end someday."

There was neither bitterness nor despair in his thoughts. Only acceptance.

According to everything he had learned and based on his own calculations using his fingers, the tide of Chaos would not reach his multiverse for countless trillions of years.

That was an unimaginably long time. Long enough for stars to be born and die countless times. Long enough for civilizations to rise and fall beyond measure.

Long enough for him to experience joys, sorrows, triumphs, love, friendship, and every wonder existence had to offer.

If, after living for countless trillions of years, his multiverse was finally swallowed by Chaos... Then so be it. He would face that day without regret. His future self could deal with the future.

His present self would simply cherish the time he had been given. A faint smile spread across his face.

"Either get busy living or get busy dying."

"I choose to live in the present." At that instant, the lingering weight in his heart completely vanished. His Dao Heart became clearer than ever.

He returned his full attention to the lively feast before him, raising his cup alongside the laughing guests.

The music, the flowing wine, the delicious delicacies, and the cheerful conversations suddenly felt far more precious than before.

After all, every joyful moment was a treasure that deserved to be cherished while it still existed.