My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading-Chapter 112: Troublesome Disciple

A man seemingly in his thirties, dressed in regal robes of deep crimson and gold, flew toward the Su family’s gates. His attire shimmered with intricate patterns of dragons, symbolizing his imperial status.

The guards saw the Qian Emperor and immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, none daring to defy his overwhelming presence. Though his pace appeared slow, each step carried him dozens of meters forward.

In moments, he had arrived at the Su family’s main mansion.

A butler standing at the door saw him and quickly bowed. ’Your Majesty, I’ll inform Lady Su.’

As the butler prepared to enter, a voice interrupted him. "No need. I’m right here."

Su Liqiu stepped out of the mansion and met Qian Niu’s expressionless gaze, a mixture of displeasure and resignation clouding her eyes.

"Your Majesty, to what do I owe the honor of your esteemed presence at my humble residence?" She asked softly.

Qian Niu, the emperor, gazed at her coldly. "I came to see my daughter, Qian Xiaoli, to congratulate her. She planned to break through to the Golden Core Formation realm today."

Su Liqiu’s brows furrowed in displeasure.

Before Qian Xiaoli displayed her talent in cultivation, Qian Niu had never once acknowledged her as his daughter. Now, he seemed intent on asserting his paternal status, as if he feared she might deny it.

Qian Xiaoli was undoubtedly the most talented daughter of Qian Niu. While the emperor would never give her the crown, her abilities made her valuable to him.

"She’s in her room. I’ll accompany Your Majesty to see Xiao’er," Su Liqiu offered politely.

Before they could move, a mocking voice interrupted.

"Oh, if it isn’t the scorpion father. I thought scorpions weren’t supposed to care for their offspring after leaving their seed?"

Qian Niu turned toward the voice, his expression changing into one of displeasure. Elder Duan stood there, a faint sway in his stance, a bottle in hand, clearly tipsy.

"Duan Ping," Qian Niu said evenly, his tone laced with a cold edge. "It’s been a long time. I see your tongue is still as sharp as ever."

Su Liqiu’s brows furrowed in concern. It was no secret that Elder Duan disliked Qian Niu, largely because of how the emperor had treated her in the past. Normally, Elder Duan kept his opinions to himself, but his drunken state made her uneasy.

’He might say something reckless,’ she thought.

"Brother Duan," Su Liqiu said quickly, attempting to defuse the tension. "I thought you wouldn’t return until tomorrow. Where’s Old Pan?"

Elder Duan tore his gaze away from Qian Niu. "Ah, that old bastard left early. His sect summoned him. Apparently, the Heavenly Demon Sect was causing trouble, and they needed him to help reinforce their protective formation. I came to take Feng Fan and return to the White Crow Sect."

Su Liqiu nodded politely. "If that’s the case, Brother Duan, perhaps you should deal with your drunkenness first. That’s hardly the state to be in when meeting your disciple, wouldn’t you agree?"

Although Elder Duan appeared drunk, it was only because he allowed himself to be. With his cultivation, even the finest wines in the Qian Empire couldn’t truly impair him.

He circulated his cultivation technique, and in moments, his mind was clear and his body back to peak condition. He tucked the half-filled bottle of wine into his space ring before addressing Su Liqiu again.

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"You’re right, Sister Su. I’ve been disrespectful. My apologies," said Elder Duan, addressing Su Liqiu.

As for apologizing to Qian Niu? Forget it. It was easier for cows to sprout wings and learn how to fly.

"Where is Feng Fan, Sister Liqiu?" Elder Duan asked.

Before Su Liqiu could respond, another voice interrupted.

"She’s taking me to see Qian Xiaoli. Why don’t you go find your disciple yourself, Duan Ping?" Explore more at novelbuddy

Elder Duan shot Qian Niu an irritated glance, but Su Liqiu quickly intervened.

"Feng Fan and Qian Xiaoli are together right now. Why don’t I take you both to see them?"

Both Elder Duan and Qian Niu nodded. Though they clearly didn’t like each other, their animosity hadn’t reached a point where they couldn’t remain civil. It was pointless to argue further over trivial matters.

"Very well, lead the way," Qian Niu said dismissively, his tone more fitting for addressing a subordinate than his own wife.

Elder Duan frowned, irritation flickering across his face, but he held his tongue, choosing not to escalate the situation.

"Please follow me, Brother Duan, Your Majesty," Su Liqiu said calmly, turning to lead the way. The two men followed closely behind her as she guided them into the Su mansion.

The three of them stopped in front of Qian Xiaoli’s door. Su Liqiu raised her hand, intending to knock and call for her daughter, but before she could act, Qian Niu stepped forward, brushing past her, and opened the door without hesitation.

"Qian Xia—" His voice faltered, cutting off mid-sentence as his eyes widened in shock.

Inside the room, right in plain view, Feng Fan lay naked on Qian Xiaoli’s bed, with her sitting on top of him.

Although she still had her clothes on, anyone could notice his cock was inside her panties, with blood staining the bedsheets.

Elder Duan saw the scene inside the room, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. ’This disciple is going to be the death of me!’ he thought, a blend of astonishment and frustration bubbling within him.

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

But the one truly livid was Qian Niu. Not only had he intended to use his daughter in the Young Generation Competition, but he also had plans for a marriage alliance. She wasn’t just talented—she was breathtakingly beautiful.

If he played his cards right, he could secure her a powerful husband within the Dao Seeking School, elevating his standing even further.

Now, after she lost her virginity, her value for a political marriage dropped by at least 90%!

"You— I’ll kill you!" Qian Niu snarled, his face twisting in a mask of unrestrained fury as his spiritual qi surged violently through his body.