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

An unimaginably vast spiritual pressure exploded from their tiny bodies.

The sky instantly darkened. The clouds were torn apart.

The sun itself seemed to dim beneath their overwhelming aura.

Space distorted violently around them, unable to withstand the pressure they emitted.

The entire city shook. Thousands of cultivators collapsed onto their knees.

Some Nascent Soul experts vomited puke on the spot.

Even great elders found themselves unable to remain standing.

Their legs trembled uncontrollably. Their souls screamed in terror.

"Divine... Divine Tribulation Realm..."

"No..."

"That’s impossible!"

One ancestor cried out with a horrified expression.

"I’ve seen Divine Tribulation experts before..."

"But these four..."

"They’re even stronger!"

Cold sweat drenched everyone’s backs. The men who were with the loudmouth felt their scalps go numb.

They had traveled countless empires and witnessed countless powerful beasts.

Dragons. Phoenixes. Qilins. Ancient turtles. Heavenly tigers. But never...

Never in all their lives...

Had they imagined that four tiny rats could possess such heaven defying cultivation.

One young cultivator’s jaw dropped so far that he forgot to close it.

"T-they’re... rats..."

His voice trembled.

"Just rats..."

An old patriarch beside him bitterly laughed.

"Don’t call them rats."

His eyes were filled with reverence.

"They are Supreme Beings wearing the appearance of rats."

The four tiny creatures calmly floated in the air.

Despite their small size, they looked down upon the battered Divine Tribulation Realm expert as though they were gazing upon a mere insect.

One of the rats casually stretched before speaking with obvious disdain.

"So..."

"You’re the fool who dared threaten our master’s courtyard?"

The Divine Tribulation Realm cultivator involuntarily took several steps backward.

His heart pounded wildly. Only now did he truly understand. The rumors had been wrong.

Lin Feng was far more terrifying than anyone had imagined. Even his servants...

Even four tiny rats under his command...

Possessed strength capable of crushing a Divine Tribulation Realm powerhouse with a single punch.

At that moment, everyone finally realized just how terrifying Lin Feng’s foundation truly was.

If even the smallest creatures serving him were this overwhelmingly powerful...

Then just how monstrous was Lin Feng himself?

The man who had dared to shout so brazenly within Lin Feng’s courtyard could hardly believe what he was seeing.

As a Divine Tribulation Realm cultivator, his divine sense far surpassed that of everyone else present.

The first thing he did was instinctively probe the cultivation of the four tiny rats.

A moment later, his expression froze. His pupils shrank.

Cold sweat instantly drenched his back. He... could not see through them.

Not even the slightest trace of their cultivation could be detected.

It was as though the four little creatures standing before him were unfathomable black holes that swallowed every strand of his divine sense.

He quickly increased the strength of his perception, unwilling to believe it.

Nothing. Again. Nothing.

No matter how many times he tried, the result remained exactly the same.

His face turned pale.

"Impossible... absolutely impossible..." he muttered inwardly.

"Could... could they all be Dao Lords? No... that’s absurd! Dao Lords are supreme existences who can dominate countless worlds. How could four tiny rats possibly possess such cultivation?"

Yet no matter how unbelievable it seemed, reality was staring him in the face.

The pressure emanating from the four little rats was practically nonexistent, but that only terrified him even more.

Only beings whose cultivation was vastly beyond his own could appear so ordinary.

His confidence shattered in an instant.

He finally understood why no one had dared to cause trouble here despite the countless experts gathered around Spirit Spring Academy.

This place...

...was guarded by monsters.

Running?

That thought didn’t even last a heartbeat.

Against four beings whose cultivation he couldn’t even perceive, escaping would only make his death quicker.

Fighting?

That would simply be suicide.

Without the slightest hesitation, the proud Divine Tribulation Realm expert immediately lowered his head and cupped his fists respectfully.

"Seniors! Please forgive this junior! I have eyes yet failed to recognize Mount Tai! I had no intention of offending Senior Lin Feng. I merely came under my young master’s orders because he has an urgent matter that he wishes to discuss with Senior Lin Feng. I beg the seniors to show mercy!"

His voice no longer carried the arrogance from before. It trembled.

Everyone watching was left speechless. A Divine Tribulation Realm powerhouse...

One of the strongest beings on the continent...

...was actually bowing and begging for forgiveness before four tiny rats.

The surrounding experts rubbed their eyes repeatedly, wondering if they were dreaming.

"What... what kind of joke is this?"

"Those are only rats..."

"How can a Divine Tribulation Realm senior be terrified of four rats?"

"He must be acting."

"No... look at him carefully. That’s genuine fear."

"But why? They can just fight right? I hope they do. Hehehe."

Most people couldn’t understand because they lacked the cultivation to sense the terrifying truth.

Only a handful of old monsters with extraordinary perception noticed something unusual.

Their expressions gradually became solemn.

"If even a Divine Tribulation Realm expert can’t see through them..."

"...then these four are at least Dao Lord Realm..."

The thought alone nearly caused them to stop breathing.

Four Dao Lords... Serving Lin Feng... As servants.

The realization struck them like heavenly lightning.

Boom!

Every expert present felt their scalps go numb.

Just how terrifying was Lin Feng’s background?

How powerful was he exactly?

Even supreme Dao Lords willingly served him.

The mere thought sent chills through everyone’s hearts.

The big boss of the four rats calmly stepped forward, his tiny paws folded behind his back as if he were an ancient sovereign looking down upon all living beings.

"A mistake deserves forgiveness," he said indifferently. "But every action carries a price."

His tiny crimson eyes stared at the kneeling cultivator.

"You have cultivated for countless years, yet your discernment is no better than that of a fly. Power without wisdom only brings disaster to innocent people."

The rat’s voice remained calm, but every word weighed as heavily as mountains.

"If someone like you continues roaming this continent with your current cultivation, countless lives will inevitably suffer."

He paused before delivering his verdict.

"So you shall live..."

"...but not as you once did."