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

Chapter 543: Chapter 543 The Heavens Want My Life? Tell Them to Take a Number and Wait!

The sudden question caused everyone to look toward Meng Hao.

The old man remained silent for a moment. He looked at Bai Qing carefully.

Not because she resembled Ye Hanbing and was her reincarnation.

Perhaps it was because fate had used her as the bridge that allowed him to reunite with Bing’er one final time.

Perhaps it was because heaven had arranged this encounter. Or perhaps it was because of Lin Feng.

Whatever the reason, Meng Hao had already made his decision.

Slowly, he stepped forward.

"This old man’s name is Meng Hao, Miss Bai."

Then, to everyone’s shock, he knelt.

The mighty expert who could shake nations with a single thought willingly lowered himself before a young woman.

Gasps echoed throughout the courtyard.

Even the emperor widened his eyes.

"This old man wishes to follow you in this life."

Meng Hao lowered his head respectfully.

"Although I am untalented and uncultured, I shall devote the remainder of my years to protecting you."

"I will shield you from danger."

"I will eliminate your enemies."

"I will accompany you wherever you go."

"This old man is willing to do everything within his power."

Bai Qing stared at him in complete disbelief.

"But... why?"

She genuinely could not understand. She was a princess.

It was not uncommon for people to seek her favor.

Servants. Guards. Followers. Admirers. She had seen plenty. However, Meng Hao was different.

Even she could tell that this old man possessed terrifying strength.

Experts of his level were treated like ancestors wherever they went.

Such individuals did not kneel. Such individuals certainly did not volunteer to become followers.

Meng Hao smiled. For the first time in many years, the smile reached his eyes.

He glanced briefly at Lin Feng. Only he understood the true reason.

Only he knew how much he owed this young princess.

And only he knew that none of this would have been possible without the unfathomable existence standing nearby.

Looking back at Bai Qing, Meng Hao chuckled softly.

"I suppose..."

His smile widened.

"...you could call it fate."

Lin Feng heard those words and smiled silently. For once, he did not correct anyone.

After all, some miracles were easier to explain as fate.

Bai Qing fell silent and carefully considered Lin Feng’s proposal.

It was not a decision she could make lightly.

Although Old Man Meng Hao had shown nothing but favor toward her, she had only met him today.

After thinking for a while, she turned toward her master.

"Master, what do you think?" Bai Qing asked softly.

Daoist Thunder Emperor stroked his beard and pondered for a moment before replying.

"I see nothing wrong with it, Qing’er. Fellow Daoist Meng Hao is an accomplished cultivator and a man of great character. Throughout his life, he has stood at the peak of countless generations. Although fate has not treated him kindly, I can see that his heart remains sincere."

The old man’s gaze drifted toward Meng Hao.

Meng Hao remained silent, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed his emotions.

Daoist Thunder Emperor smiled faintly and continued.

"Of course, this is merely my opinion. The final decision is yours alone. No one will force you."

Bai Qing looked at Meng Hao. The old cultivator’s eyes held neither greed nor hidden motives.

There was only warmth and a hint of loneliness that had accumulated over countless years.

For some reason, her heart softened. After a long pause, she finally nodded.

"I understand. You may follow me, Meng Hao. I won’t treat you unkindly."

A look of joy immediately appeared on Meng Hao’s aged face.

It was a simple expression, yet it made him seem decades younger.

The matter was settled.

Not long afterward, Bai Qing departed together with the two old men.

One was her master, Daoist Thunder Emperor, while the other was Meng Hao, who now treated her with the care and concern of a father protecting his precious daughter.

As the three figures disappeared into the distance, Daoist Thunder Emperor suddenly remembered the original purpose of their visit.

They had come to seek out Lin Feng.

Unfortunately, the unexpected appearance of Meng Hao had changed everything.

The reunion between the old cultivator and the lingering spirit of his beloved had overshadowed all other matters.

Thus, Daoist Thunder Emperor’s intention of speaking with Lin Feng was temporarily postponed to a later date.

Watching them leave, Lin Feng merely smiled and took another sip of tea.

It seemed that fate had once again taken an interesting turn.

Lin Feng stood quietly for a long time, watching the distant horizon where Meng Hao and the others had vanished.

The wind brushed past him, causing his robes to flutter softly.

His thoughts lingered on Meng Hao’s vow and the final words he had spoken to Ye Hanbing.

"The Heavenly Dao is cruel and detached, viewing all living things as straw dogs. But my Dao is you, and it possesses a heartbeat. I will see you again soon, my love. Wait for me, Bing’er."

Those words echoed repeatedly in Lin Feng’s mind.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"Love is truly a profound thing."

Countless cultivators spent their lives pursuing power, immortality, and the secrets of the heavens.

They fought against fate, challenged the Heavenly Dao, and sought eternal life.

Yet in the end, many of them never found something as precious as what Meng Hao had possessed.

A love that endured the passage of countless years. A love that survived even death itself.

Even Lin Feng could not help but admire such devotion.

He took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

For a brief moment, the world seemed especially peaceful.

Then his expression relaxed, and the profound look in his eyes disappeared, replaced by his usual carefree smile.

"Well, enough philosophy for today."

With a single step, his figure vanished from where he stood.

The next moment, he appeared back within his residence, where his women were waiting for him.

The courtyard instantly became livelier as laughter and cheerful voices filled the air.