My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading-Chapter 116: Reckless or Plain Stupid

The woman noticed the slight tension on Feng Fan’s face and sighed. "Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. I’m a disciple of the Dao Seeking School. I know you helped me, and I would never repay kindness with ingratitude."

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At her words, Feng Fan relaxed briefly, but his expression quickly turned serious again. "Dao Seeking School? Where exactly are we?"

"We’re on the outskirts of the Dao Seeking School’s territory. If we walk a few kilometers to the west, we’ll enter the Bloodsucker Demon Sect’s domain," the woman replied.

"Uh, I’ve never heard of the Bloodsucker Demon Sect, but judging by its name, it sounds like an evil sect?" Feng Fan asked, curiosity tinging his voice.

The woman nodded, her expression twisting with disgust. "Yes, it’s one of the three hegemonic powers of the Black Turtle Continent. I’m surprised you’ve never heard of them. The poison in my body was their doing, inflicted by one of their disciples."

"I see. Do you happen to know where the Qian Empire is? I need to return there," Feng Fan asked, deliberately avoiding mentioning his sect. The Qian Empire was already a minor power within the Black Turtle Continent, let alone the White Crow Sect.

The woman paused for a moment, thinking before she replied. "It’s southeast of here. At your cultivation level, flying there will likely take you a few months."

"A few months?!" Feng Fan exclaimed, shocked by the immense distance the teleportation jade had sent him. "Ugh, is there a faster way to get there? I need to participate in the Young Generation Competition in four months." Read the latest on novelbuddy.com

The woman studied him, her expression turning skeptical. "With your 4th Foundation Establishment realm cultivation? The standard of this competition must be plummeting," she remarked, her tone dripping with disdain.

Feng Fan rolled his eyes but held back from reminding her that this so-called weakling had just saved her from disgrace.

"There is a faster way," she admitted with a smirk, "but it involves using the teleportation arrays controlled by the Dao Seeking School. It’s not a matter of money, though. You’d need permission from a high-ranking disciple or elder to access them."

"Oh, then I guess I’ll just walk. Thanks, Miss. How do I get out of this cave?" Feng Fan asked. He didn’t know anyone from the Dao Seeking School, so trying to use their teleportation arrays seemed pointless.

The woman cleared her throat. "My name is Luo Rong. I hold a high status in the Dao Seeking School. If you’re willing to do me a small favor, I can help you. What do you think?"

Feng Fan gave her a skeptical look. "Miss Luo, you’re a Nascent Soul realm cultivator who got poisoned. I doubt whatever favor you need is something a weakling like me can handle."

Luo Rong’s lips curled into a confident smile. "Don’t worry, it’s nothing dangerous. All you need to do is deliver a message for me while I create a distraction. Simple enough, right?"

Feng Fan rolled his eyes. "Miss Luo, can’t you ask someone else? A person strong enough to poison you could kill me with a flick of his hand. I’d rather take my chances walking. Besides—"

Before he could finish making excuses, Luo Rong cut him off. "You’re participating in the Young Generation Competition, right? It’s being held at my Dao Seeking School. You don’t even need to go back to your sect. I’ll just inform your elders that you’re here, and you can spend the next four months cultivating in my personal abode. The spiritual qi there is at least ten times richer than anything you’ll find in the Qian Empire!"

Her words struck a nerve. Feng Fan couldn’t deny the temptation. If he stayed, he’d save time traveling and rapidly improve his cultivation.

It was a chance to achieve twice the results with half the effort!

Feng Fan took a deep breath. "Alright, Miss Luo, you have my attention. As long as it doesn’t put my life in danger, I’ll help. Where do I need to deliver this message?"

Luo Rong’s lips curled into a faint smile. "It’s simple. Three disciples from the Bloodsucker Demon Sect are hunting me. The moment I leave this cave, they’ll try to kill me. All I need is for you to head to a nearby city, about a few dozen kilometers from here, and call for reinforcements in my name. If you can bring help and I make it out alive, the reward is yours. Easy enough, right?"

Feng Fan furrowed his brows. "How can you be so sure they’ll find you as soon as you leave the cave?"

Luo Rong’s expression turned grim. "They managed to take a sample of my blood. Disciples of the Bloodsucker Demon Sect have a method to track anyone using their blood. The only reason they haven’t found me here is because of a natural treasure hidden within this cave. It masks my presence."

At the mention of a natural treasure, Feng Fan’s eyes lit up with curiosity. "A natural treasure? Why don’t you just take it with you and leave?"

Luo Rong shook her head, a hint of frustration in her tone. "It’s not that simple. A powerful demon beast is guarding it, and I’m no match for it."

"Is this demon beast stronger than tier 4?" Feng Fan asked.

Luo Rong hesitated before answering. "No, but it’s at the peak of tier 4. I wouldn’t last longer than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea against it before being killed."

Hearing her reply, Feng Fan’s lips curled into a confident smile. "In that case, we might have a chance to steal the treasure. If we can pull it off, we might not even need to ask for help. What do you think?"

"Just a moment ago, you were afraid of being killed, and now you’re talking about stealing a treasure from a peak tier 4 demon beast? I can’t tell if you’re reckless or just plain stupid," Luo Rong said, narrowing her eyes at him.