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

Webnovel Power Stone Ranking Results as of April 26, 2026! TOP 100! I’ll release one additional chapter tomorrow. Thank you for voting, dear readers! Please vote for this novel again this week for more bonus chapters! Have a great day and stay safe, everyone! ^_^ WebNovel Spirity Awards 2026 First Entry Book Link: https://www.webnovel.com/book/34709131300072805 W E B N O V E L webnovel.com its about a man who just wants to teach students and disciples and yet inexplicably lots of goddesses and fairies and beautiful maidens enter his life in the most unexpected fashion. ^_^ better and longer synopsis: Lin Feng had a simple dream. Fall in love, get married, maybe have a couple of kids, and complain about life like a normal person. Reality disagreed. At twenty-five, he had confessed to one hundred girls and been rejected by every single one. “Sorry, you’re a good guy, but…” “You’re more like a brother to me…” “I think you deserve someone better.” He had heard every variation. Every excuse. Every polite rejection that stabbed just as sharply as a blunt knife. By the end of it, Lin Feng no longer feared failure. He expected it. After a night of drowning his sorrows, he woke up in a cultivation world. And somehow… he became a teacher again. “Mentor Lin Feng, could you guide me?” Lin Feng stood frozen. Because surrounding him were not ordinary women, but goddesses, fairies, and proud maidens whose beauty could topple kingdoms. He looked up at the heavens, his expression complicated. “…Are you messing with me?” He clenched his fist. “No. I didn’t come here for romance.” “I just want to teach.” The heavens, however… Had other plans. Update Schedule Daily Updates: One chapter per day Power Stone Ranking Goals Top 100: Additional 1 chapter (release weekend) Top 50: Additional 2 chapters (release weekend) Top 25: Additional 3 chapters (release weekend) Top 10: Additional 4 chapters (release weekend) Top 1: Additional 5 chapters (release weekend) Please note that any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, real world events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional. The characters, places, and incidents portrayed in this work of fiction are products of the author's imagination. Discord: https://discord.gg/mXMRjzF I used AI-generated images for my characters. If any of them resemble known female characters from anime or fiction, please contact me privately on Discord and I'll replace said images. No copyright infringement is intended. Thank you!
The_Procrastinator · 1.1m Views

Hogwarts : He Starts by Deconstructing Avada Kedavra...

Some folks call magic a miracle. Others call it power. To Lucian Ashford, it’s just mountains of shitcode—gorgeous relics, sure, but every single one crawling with cracks, begging for a proper restoration. Last life, he was the Palace Museum’s elite restorer, coaxing centuries-old artifacts back to life. This life, he’s Ravenclaw’s “Ashen Scholar.” While everyone else is still drilling spell pronunciations like their lives depend on it, Lucian pushes his silver-rimmed glasses up his nose, flicks the invisible strings of raw magic in the air, and makes a feather spin a perfect ballet in mid-air. “Pronunciation is nothing but an emotional trigger,” he says coolly. “If you can steer the bullet yourself, why the hell are you screaming?” While Hermione Granger is busy memorizing Standard Book of Spells, Lucian is sketching clean geometries across parchment with a calligraphy brush. “Miss Granger, those books only hold dead history. I’m writing the living future.” When Voldemort hurls the Killing Curse to broadcast his terror, Lucian studies the streak of green light with the cold eye of a master craftsman. “Sloppy structure. Magic circuits drowning in noise. And the aesthetics? Pure trash.” A faint, razor-sharp smile. “Tom, your spells are exactly like your soul-slicing—nothing but ugly patches on top of ugly patches.” Dumbledore lowers his half-moon spectacles and murmurs, “I’ve never met a more dangerous student. The way he looks at Hogwarts… it’s like he’s staring at one giant, irresistible workbench.” Snape’s lip curls, but even he can’t hide the grudging respect. “As much as it pains me to admit it… his potion logic is revoltingly flawless.” Ollivander’s voice drops to a whisper as he hands over the wand: “That wand didn’t choose its master. It knelt before a tyrant.” This is the tale of an outsider repairman who dismantles the world with elegance and rewrites every rule he touches. I came. I saw. I deconstructed. Even death itself? Just a slightly more complicated equation.
readinilham20 · 215.9k Views

RISING FROM THE ASHES:THE BILLIONAIRE'S HIDDEN QUEEN

"Sign it, Aria. Don’t make this more pathetic than it already is." The smell of his expensive cologne mixed sickeningly with the scent of her stepsister’s perfume on the damp hotel sheets. Julian didn’t look like the man who had whispered promises of forever an hour ago; he looked like a predator closing a trap. Beside him, Elena smirked, pulling the silk duvet higher over her shoulder—a silent, triumphant taunt. "You were having sex with her," Aria whispered, her voice cracking as the roar of the fashion show’s bass thumped through the walls of the dressing suite. "On my runway night. In our bed." "Technically, it’s my bed now," Elena chirped, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Just like it’s my lead spot in the show. You’re trending, sister. But not for the fashion." Julian shoved the fountain pen into Aria’s trembling hand. "The scandal hits the press in ten minutes. Your career is dead, your reputation is ashes, and this divorce is your only way out before the sponsors sue you for every cent you own. Sign the papers, take your shame, and disappear." With a numb heart and a hand that felt like ice, Aria scribbled her name, severing her life. An hour later, rain lashed against the neon lights of the city as she stumbled into a darkened bar, a ghost in a couture gown. She didn't want comfort; she wanted to feel something other than the knife in her back. When the man in the corner—shadowed, lethal, and radiating a terrifying power—offered her his hand and a night of forgetting, she took it. She didn't know his name. She didn't know he was the most dangerous man in the financial world. She only knew that as she walked away from the wreckage of her life the next morning, she was carrying a secret that would one day bring the world to its knees.
EOJixxie · 11.1k Views

The Luna's Surrogate

Dr. Alana Blackwood saves lives every day. But five years ago, she couldn't save her own baby. The miscarriage destroyed her womb and her marriage in the same week. Her husband, Alexander, disappeared without a word, leaving her alone in the wreckage of their life together. Now he's back—and he's not human. Alexander is Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, a powerful werewolf clan hiding in plain sight in Seattle. And he has an impossible request: he needs Alana to become a surrogate for his brother's child. But nothing is what it seems. The baby isn't for his brother. It's a trap for the real monster: Alexander's stepfather, Marcus—the man who caused Alana's miscarriage. The man who killed Alexander's father. The man who now wants Alana to carry **his own** child to fulfill a twisted prophecy about the "Luna of Two Worlds." Alana agrees to the plan, but not for love. She wants revenge. As the IVF begins, old feelings resurface. Alexander's touch still burns. His golden eyes still see through her walls. And the mate bond—the supernatural connection she never knew existed—threatens to consume them both. But Marcus is always watching. And when he discovers their deception, he doesn't get angry. He gets creative. Now Alana must navigate a world of pack politics, deadly secrets, and a love that could destroy them all. She'll discover she's not entirely human—she's the prophesied Luna, the one woman who can unite the packs. Her wolf is waking up. And when it does, Marcus will pay. The baby moves inside her. Marcus smiles. And Alexander sharpens his claws. This is not a love story. This is a war.
DaoistQjXja2 · 39.3k Views

Villain's Breeding System: Evolving 999+ Harem into an SSS-Rank Legion

« MATURE CONTENT » His name is Raven Lustre. And the universe fucked him from day one. Imagine this: You get isekai'd to a fantasy world. Finally, right? Your moment. Dragon slayers, demon kings, the whole power fantasy package. Except when everyone else rolled Dragon, Archangel, Titan—bloodlines so pure they could split mountains on day one—you got Incubus. 60% purity. The discount bin special. Not the "seduce and conquer" kind you read about in those masterpiece web novels. The "your pheromones are weaker than cologne" kind. The "you can't charm anyone stronger than you" kind. Which in a world where everyone else is a walking apocalypse? Means you can't charm anyone who matters. So while Gareth—the muscle-brained Titan hero—was bench-pressing boulders, and Astasia—the Holy Archangel with a body that belonged in a cathedral and a face she hid behind a helmet—was literally glowing with divine power, Raven was in the back. The strategist. The brain. The guy they kept around because someone had to think. And they hated him for it. Astasia called him trash. Disgusting. Bastard. Freak. Every curse word a noblewoman could learn, she threw at him like stones. He thought she despised him. Thought she saw him as the weakest link dragging down the hero party. Turns out? 89% favorability. She was a fucking tsundere. And he never knew. Never saw it. Because he was too busy surviving, too busy stealing quick fucks with noblewomen in hallways just to recharge his trash-tier powers, too busy being treated like a prostitute with a brain instead of a hero. Then there was Nyra. The cat-woman. Gareth's slave. The one Raven fucked in secret because that idiot was too busy drawing pictures of Astasia like a lovesick puppy. 96% favorability. The one who actually loved him. The one he promised to free. And he failed. An Incubus got who died at Hand of Succubus during their first Session. The End.
Idiocrat · 677.4k Views

An American's Seoul Severance

A clean break. A new identity. A destiny he never saw coming. Alex Walther Grant is a man defined by his precision, and his pain. After a devastating betrayal by his girlfriend and his closest "brother-in-arms" in the Pacific Northwest, the former military analyst decides to delete his past. He takes a one-way ticket to South Korea, seeking "severance" from a life that no longer exists. In the neon-drenched labyrinth of Seoul, Alex is a "ghost in the machine," a silent observer working for the powerful Kang Group. He wants to be invisible, but the universe has other plans. When he saves a woman from a life-threatening subway accident with "lightning-bolt" reflexes, he becomes a local legend, the "Blue-Eyed Guardian". The woman he saved is Kang Hana, a brilliant marketing lead and the daughter of one of Korea’s most traditional and powerful corporate dynasties. As their lives collide, Alex must navigate a treacherous landscape of corporate maneuvering, cultural divides, and the high-stakes expectations of the Kang family. But Alex is hiding a secret of his own, one that could bridge the gap between their worlds or tear them apart forever. From the glass towers of Gangnam to the quiet temples of the countryside, An American’s Seoul Severance is a story of healing, heritage, and the courage to stop running from the past and start fighting for a future. Key Themes: The Stranger: An Westerner with secrets navigating the complex social hierarchies of South Korea. The Heiress: A woman torn between her duty to a powerful family and her own heart. Jeong: The invisible emotional bonds that turn strangers into family. High-Stakes Romance: A slow-burn relationship tested by corporate intrigue and international secrets.
SirWalterAaron · 23.9k Views

Cryptomining Supervillain

Wondered if a cryptomining app would make you a Superhero..or villain? Damen Dark is an unfortunate orphan trapped in a cruel household, forced to endure the abuse of his uncle, his family, and a world that seems determined to break him. One ordinary day, he receives a mysterious link on his phone advertising a new app—DemCoin, a cryptocurrency mining program. Damen knows it’s probably a scam. But curiosity gets the better of him. At first, the app seems harmless. It “mines” coins by targeting living beings—stray animals… and people. With little expectation, Damen uses it as a private outlet for his bottled-up anger, siphoning coins from those who torment him: his family, his classmates, the bullies who rule the streets. It feels like justice. It feels good. But DemCoin is far more than a mining app. As Damen accumulates enough coins, hidden features unlock—features that allow him to target individuals and steal their powers. What begins as survival turns into temptation, and temptation into transformation. With every stolen ability, Damen grows stronger… and more dangerous. Now faced with unimaginable power, Damen must choose who he will become. Will he take revenge on a world that never showed him mercy, or rise as a hero to protect it? The truth lies somewhere in between. In a cruel twist of fate, Damen soon realizes the irony of power: the stronger he becomes, the greater the threats that hunt him. And worse still, DemCoin is not just a tool—it is a force, subtly guiding his path. Whether he knows it or not, the app isn’t shaping him into a savior. It is forging a supervillain. And Damen Dark may have no choice but to become exactly that.
Joyon · 210k Views