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

Chapter 504: Chapter 504 A Magical Brick Is Still a Brick, and Your Forehead Is Still Soft (Bonus Chapter for weekly NovelFull Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!)

Su Wanwan had drawn countless pictures with them. She had painted flowers, mountains, rivers, birds, and little stick figures. Whenever she was bored, they were always there.

Whenever she wanted to create something, they never failed her. How could she simply hand them over? But then she looked around. She saw frightened faces everywhere.

Mothers holding their children. Fathers standing in front of their families despite their fear. Old men and women trembling as they looked at the sky. All of them were scared. All of them were hoping.

All of them were looking at her. The burden felt impossibly heavy for such a young child. Unable to make a decision, she turned toward the person she trusted most.

"Mentor..." Her voice was soft and uncertain. She looked at Lin Feng with tearful eyes. Lin Feng remained seated as calmly as ever. It was as though the threat of an immortal meant nothing to him.

The sight alone eased Su Wanwan’s anxiety slightly. Lin Feng smiled gently.

"There is no need to cry, Wanwan." His voice was calm and warm.

"Things are meant to be used."

Su Wanwan blinked.

"We should love people, not possessions."

The little girl listened carefully.

"Objects can be replaced. People cannot."

Lin Feng reached out and gently patted her head.

"If giving away those two items can save countless lives, then there is nothing wrong with doing so."

"But..."

Su Wanwan sniffled.

"They’re Wanwan’s friends."

Lin Feng chuckled softly.

"True friends will always find their way back."

The little girl’s eyes widened.

"Really?"

"Really."

Lin Feng nodded confidently.

"Give him what he wants. You may be surprised by the result."

"Hmmm..."

Su Wanwan lowered her head.

She thought seriously for several moments. Then she slowly nodded.

"Okay." The tears she had been holding back finally spilled from her eyes. Her little shoulders shook as she cried. Yet despite her sadness, she had made her choice.

Looking down at the pen and paper in her hands, countless memories surfaced. She remembered drawing her first flower. She remembered creating funny pictures that made everyone laugh.

She remembered the image of her mother she painted so fondly. She remembered showing her mentor her artwork and receiving praise. Every memory felt precious.

"Wanwan will miss you two." Tears dripped onto the paper.

"When Wanwan grows up, Wanwan will become very strong." She wiped her eyes with her sleeve.

"Then Wanwan will find you again." Her voice became firmer.

"No matter where you are." The little girl clenched her tiny fists.

"And Wanwan will bring you home." She nodded to herself.

"Wanwan promise." For a moment, the pen and paper seemed to tremble slightly, as though responding to her words. Then Su Wanwan opened her hands. The treasures slowly floated into the air.

The entire city watched in silence. The pen and paper rose higher and higher before flying toward Gu Tianzun. As they approached, excitement filled Gu Tianzun’s heart. His eyes burned with greed.

Success. After all this effort, he had finally succeeded. The treasures were his. The secrets they contained would soon belong to him alone. No one would stop him. No one could stop him.

The pen and paper arrived before him. Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed them. The instant his fingers touched the treasures, a triumphant smile spread across his face.

The next moment... Gu Tianzun disappeared. The pen disappeared. The paper disappeared. Everything vanished completely. The dark clouds slowly dispersed. The terrifying pressure vanished.

Sunlight once again illuminated Clear Moon City. Everyone stared blankly at the empty sky. A full minute passed. Then another. Still, nobody spoke. Eventually, Su Wanwan rubbed her eyes. She looked left.

Then right. Then up at the sky again.

"Huh?" The little girl tilted her head. Her tears had already stopped.

"Did the bad person run away?" No one knew how to answer but everyone thanked Su Wanwan for her great sacrifice today.

***

Meanwhile, somewhere far beyond the countless worlds and heavens, Gu Tianzun suddenly found himself in a place of great secret.

Bang!

Gu Tianzun appeared inside one of his most secret cultivation caves. The cave was hidden deep within a remote mountain range that few people even knew existed.

Countless powerful formations covered every inch of the area. Layers upon layers of defensive arrays, concealment formations, and sealing restrictions activated the moment he arrived.

Golden runes illuminated the walls. Ancient symbols floated in the air. The entire cave became isolated from heaven and earth. Only then did Gu Tianzun finally relax.

"Hahaha!" His laughter echoed throughout the cavern. The handsome immortal looked at the pen and paper floating before him. His eyes burned with greed, ambition, and excitement.

These two treasures had already displayed unimaginable power.

Not only had they injured him, but they had also ignored his authority entirely. Such behavior was impossible unless they were supreme treasures far beyond ordinary immortal artifacts.

Gu Tianzun’s breathing became heavier.

"With these treasures..." He slowly clenched his fists.

"...I can finally rule the entire Azure Heaven Continent." His eyes shone brightly.

The Azure Heaven Continent was merely one of several great continents in the world. Beyond it existed countless powerful sects, ancient clans, forbidden lands, and immortal dynasties.

For millions of years he had dreamed of standing above them all. Now that dream seemed within reach.

"And perhaps..." A crazed smile spread across his face.

"...even all the other continents of the world!" His voice echoed through the cave. The thought alone made his blood boil with excitement.

Without wasting another second, Gu Tianzun sat cross-legged in the center of the cave. The surrounding formations immediately activated. Massive amounts of spiritual energy gathered toward him.

He took a deep breath.

"I’ll start with the pen."

The paper was set aside while he carefully picked up the pen. The moment it entered his hand, he felt an ancient aura beyond his comprehension.

It felt as though he was holding a fragment of creation itself. Even a being as powerful as Gu Tianzun felt tiny before it.