My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading

After three days of traversing the entire Qian Empire and draining every qi stone in sight mine dry, the sects were already on high alert. Many had dispatched emissaries to the Dao Seeking School, demanding answers and justice.

Unfortunately for them, their efforts would be wasted.

'It seems they're still clueless about the Shen Empire's victory. I wonder if the Shen Empire has already reached the Dao Seeking School's territory... I should hurry.'

According to the map he had received, only a handful of mines remained, all located near the Qian Empire's capital.

'I've already stored so much spiritual qi inside Little Brick that I couldn't use it all even in a thousand years… Should I just head back now?'

Eventually, he shook his head, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

'No way… the more, the merrier. Since almost every sect in the Qian Empire already hates me… might as well make sure they all hate me.'

"I, Feng Fan, am not one to do things halfway. Since I've already robbed most of the sects in the Qian Empire, let me rob them all!" he declared to himself and the heavens, his voice brimming with shamelessness.

With newfound determination to complete his grand heist, Feng Fan set his sights on his final destination—the Qian Empire's capital.

'There are five mid-grade qi stone mines near the capital. No wonder the Qian family built the capital there.'

Feng Fan's eyes locked onto the first qi stone mine. Unlike the previous ones, this mine had many cultivators hovering above it. He pulled a hoodie from his space ring, threw it on, and approached from the ground, moving quietly to avoid drawing attention.

"Uncle, what should we do if that crazy Feng Fan shows up here? Should we kill him?" asked a young man with sharp features, glancing nervously at the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man's expression darkened. "Do you want us all dead? Don't you know what happened to Qian Niu? The Qian family has barely recovered from that disaster. Don't drag us into more trouble, Qian Jiayi."

Qian Jiayi sighed. "Then why are we here? Are we just supposed to watch as he destroys our qi stone mines right under our noses?"

"Of course not," the uncle replied sternly. "We're here to stop him while the others alert the Dao Seeking School about his reckless actions. I doubt the Dao Seeking School will let him do whatever he wants. His actions are destabilizing the entire Qian Empire."

Qian Jiayi nodded, understanding. "I see… but how exactly do we plan to stop him?"

"Hmph," the uncle sneered, his confidence unshaken. "He's just a Nascent Soul cultivator. As a Dao Seeking realm expert, if I want to restrain him, there's no way he'll escape."

Feng Fan, overhearing their conversation from below, couldn't help but smirk. 'You're lucky I'm in a hurry, or else…'

Despite his thoughts, he casually walked closer to the mine and sent the Suppression Relic toward the entrance.

'Little Brick, just like before, absorb everything, but try not to draw too much attention.'

Little Brick hummed in response, entering the mine and avoiding the upper levels, starting from the depths. As it absorbed the spiritual qi from the stones, Feng Fan distanced himself from the mine.

'No matter how discreet Little Brick is, are they really so blind that they won't notice the mine collapsing?'

Feng Fan decided to make the most of the few minutes before the mine collapsed. He was about to give his friends a surprise they wouldn't soon forget. As a tier 6 Array Master, Feng Fan could easily create small and medium-sized arrays, including tier 5 and tier 6 ones.

Since the cultivators from the Qian family were concentrated in a relatively small area, he could set up a medium-sized array that would encompass all of them.

With a casual expression, Feng Fan began to weave his array. His hands moved with grace on the area below the Qian family cultivators, who didn't notice a thing.

After a few minutes, the ground began to tremble slightly, catching the attention of the cultivators nearby.

As the qi stones turned to dust and their spiritual qi was absorbed, the ground beneath them began to weaken. The mine's structure above started to crumble, signaling the collapse was imminent.

Seeing the mine crumble, panic spread across the faces of the Qian family cultivators. "Dammit, it's Feng Fan! How did he absorb the spiritual qi from the mine without us noticing?!"

Qian Jiayi's uncle, the strongest cultivator guarding the mine, immediately shot toward it, intent on stopping the disaster before it was too late. But to his shock and horror, his face slammed into an invisible barrier mid-air.

"Ugh," he groaned, clutching his broken nose from the impact. "Who put a wall here?!"

It wasn't just him. The other cultivators tried to go toward the mine, only to find themselves trapped, unable to move beyond the invisible barrier surrounding them.

Grinding his teeth in frustration, Qian Jiayi's uncle already knew the answer. "FENG FAN! SHOW YOURSELF!"

"Oh boy, is there really a need to shout? I'm right here," a voice echoed from just outside the invisible wall. "Now, if you all just stay put quietly, no one has to get hurt, okay?"

Instead of the panic his uncle expected, a smirk crept onto Qian Jiayi's face. "Feng Fan, do you think I can't do anything against you?"

Suddenly, a communication token appeared in his hand. "Let's see if you can stop the entire Qian family!"

Feng Fan simply shook his head, watching the man try to send a message with the token. To the cultivator's dismay, the token remained useless.

"Are you done?" Feng Fan called, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. "You think I wouldn't anticipate you trying that? Now, just sit tight like a good boy, while I, your father, rob everything!"

"Feng Fan, you won't have a good death!" Qian Jiayi's uncle shouted, his face flushing with rage.