My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading-Chapter 113: Black Belly Father-In-Law

Feng Fan felt wronged. He had just saved the emperor’s daughter from certain death, even at the cost of his own innocence, yet the Qian Emperor’s reward for his actions was death?

’Is this how they repay good with evil? Forgetting favors and violating justice?’ Feng Fan thought bitterly. ’What a black belly father-in-law!’

But before Qian Niu could attack him, Qian Xiaoli left Feng Fan’s lap and jumped straight between them, protecting him from harm.

"If you want to kill him, you’ll have to kill me first!" she declared, her face set with unwavering determination.

Qian Niu hesitated. He would never kill his daughter; after all, she was too valuable to him. Killing her would bring nothing but loss; he had nothing to gain from such an action.

His brief moment of indecision gave Elder Duan and Su Liqiu the opportunity to act. Both of them quickly positioned themselves in front of Qian Niu.

"Qian Niu, even if I can’t defeat you, you’ll have to step over my dead body to kill him!" Elder Duan roared.

"Enough!" Su Liqiu’s voice was sharp, her authority unmistakable. "You have no right to decide who my daughter chooses. No right to interfere in her life."

Normally, Su Liqiu was gentle with her husband, but when it came to her daughter, she transformed into a fierce lioness, ready to protect her cub at any cost.

Qian Niu’s face twisted in anger, but he restrained himself, his spiritual qi withdrawing. He no longer intended to kill Feng Fan, at least not for now.

Feng Fan, having used the time while Elder Duan and Su Liqiu were distracted to get dressed, cleared his throat, drawing everyone’s attention.

"Why don’t you let me explain what happened first?"

"You have my attention," Qian Niu said, narrowing his eyes at him.

Qian Xiaoli also fixed her gaze on him, her expression deep in thought. The last thing she remembered was breaking through and then passing out. The next thing she knew, she was having sex with Feng Fan!

"When Xiaoli’er broke through to the Golden Core Formation realm, something strange happened to her core. A powerful cold radiated from it, and the only way I could resolve it was by dual cultivating with her. If I had left, by the time I returned, she would have turned into a frozen statue. I had to take desperate measures."

He deliberately withheld the full truth. Revealing how he knew about the Extreme Yin Body would raise questions he wasn’t ready to answer, especially since he didn’t trust Qian Niu.

He decided it was best to explain everything to Qian Xiaoli when they were alone.

Qian Niu eyed Feng Fan suspiciously, not fully convinced by his explanation. Yet, Qian Xiaoli didn’t refute it; he had no grounds to argue further.

To his surprise, Qian Xiaoli looked at Feng Fan with unexpected tenderness. "Thank you, Fan’er," she said softly as she stepped closer and embraced him.

Neither Qian Xiaoli nor Feng Fan realized it yet, but their dual cultivation had created an invisible bond between them. The experience made them feel inexplicably connected, as if they had known each other for months, or even years.

The Yin-Yang Fusion Arts wasn’t just an ordinary dual cultivation technique; it was a profound method capable of forging a powerful link between its practitioners.

Su Liqiu observed her daughter closely, noticing the soft expression on her face—a look that could only belong to a woman in love.

’I don’t understand how you’ve fallen for Brother Duan’s disciple so quickly,’ she mused, her heart heavy with memories. ’But perhaps this is destiny at work. When I was young, I couldn’t marry Brother Duan, the man I truly loved. But I won’t let you face the same fate as me.’

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With that thought, Su Liqiu silently resolved to ensure her daughter’s happiness, vowing to protect her from the regrets she had endured.

Elder Duan stood frozen, a mix of emotions flickering across his face. ’Should I feel proud or regretful for bringing you here? Honestly, I don’t even know what to think about this kid anymore.’

Just as the atmosphere grew tender, Qian Niu shattered it with his cold words.

"Even if what you say is true, you can’t stay with him!" he declared, his tone sharp and unyielding. "Someone as noble as my daughter has no business marrying a toad lusting after swan’s flesh like you!"

Both Su Liqiu and Qian Xiaoli turned cold, their gazes sharp as they fixed on Qian Niu.

"Qian Niu," Su Liqiu began, her tone icy and resolute, "you have no right to dictate who my daughter will marry. She doesn’t bear the Su family surname and is under no obligation to shoulder its responsibilities. As for the Qian name?" She let out a disdainful chuckle. "That’s an even bigger joke. We both know exactly how you treated her in the past."

Her words were firm, leaving no room for negotiation or further argument.

Qian Niu ignored Su Liqiu’s sharp words and turned his gaze toward Qian Xiaoli. "Are you absolutely certain this is what you want?"

Qian Xiaoli met his eyes without hesitation. "Yes. I’ll decide for myself who I will marry."

"Good." Qian Niu’s voice was calm, but his tone carried an underlying edge. He cast a lingering glance at Feng Fan before turning and walking away.

’Let’s see if you survive long enough to marry my daughter,’ he thought darkly.

Hearing his thoughts, Feng Fan felt a cold shiver run down his spine.

After Qian Niu left, the tense atmosphere in the room began to ease.

Elder Duan approached Feng Fan, his brows furrowed in mild displeasure. "Brat, don’t you ever get tired of causing me trouble? Let’s head back before you make this mess even worse!"

"Uh, Master… shouldn’t we be worried about the emperor trying to kill us on the way?" Feng Fan asked nervously.

Elder Duan chuckled, his tone reassuring but laced with urgency. "Don’t worry too much. That’s exactly why we need to leave now. He won’t risk making a move personally, and it’s unlikely he’ll send his direct subordinates, after all, that would be a direct connection to him. If we act fast, we can avoid whatever schemes he’s brewing."

Feng Fan nodded, his expression firming with resolve. He then turned to Qian Xiaoli, his voice softening. "Xiao’er, can I… speak with you alone for a moment?"

Qian Xiaoli’s cheeks flushed slightly, but she nodded without hesitation.

"Alright, let’s give the lovebirds some privacy," Su Liqiu said with a knowing smile, pulling Elder Duan toward the door. Despite his initial reluctance, Elder Duan followed, muttering under his breath as they left the two alone.

"Uh… Xiao’er, there’s something I need to tell you," Feng Fan began hesitantly. "What I said earlier wasn’t the whole truth."

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He proceeded to explain everything—the events that unfolded, her Extreme Yin Body, and the old demon sealed within the Suppression Relic.

The only secret he kept from her was his mind-reading ability—a truth Feng Fan intended to take with him to the grave.

As he spoke, Feng Fan discreetly read Qian Xiaoli’s thoughts. While he already trusted her, he wanted to confirm her feelings and intentions completely.