My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading-Chapter 164: The Pest Control Service Has Arrived!

"Hello, everyone! Did you miss me? Your good friend, Feng Fan, is back!" a booming voice echoed from above, carrying an air of confidence.

Hou Mengyao’s gaze shot toward the source of the voice—the person he most wanted to kill.

For a brief moment, his eyes widened in fear as they landed on the enormous black brick looming above him. But that fear was quickly replaced by rage.

He clenched his fists, furious at himself for feeling even a flicker of fear toward someone he considered no more than an ant.

"Feng Fan," Hou Mengyao spat, his voice dripping with venom. "You’ve come back just to die? Let’s see if you can run with your tail between your legs this time!" His narrowed eyes burned with anger as he stared above.

Hearing Hou Mengyao’s words, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect felt a chill run down their spines. They wanted to scream, ’Don’t provoke this lunatic! He’ll kill us all!’

They couldn’t fathom where Feng Fan had gotten that massive weapon or why he hadn’t used it before, but just looking at it was enough to make their legs tremble.

Fear gripped their hearts as they glanced at the enormous brick hovering above them, its mere presence radiating a suffocating pressure.

The urge to flee overwhelmed them. They wanted nothing more than to abandon the cliff and run as far away as possible. Unfortunately, Feng Fan wasn’t about to let them go so easily.

As soon as Hou Mengyao’s taunts left his mouth, Feng Fan didn’t even bother responding. Without a word, he willed the Suppression Relic to move.

With a deafening roar, the massive brick hurtled downward like a comet, its colossal frame threatening to obliterate everything in its path.

Hou Mengyao’s expression hardened. He summoned his sword and mustered all the sword qi he could gather before slashing toward the brick above.

"You think I’m scared?! I’m Hou Mengyao! The Son of Destiny. I won’t lose!" he roared, trying to dismiss his fears.

Feng Fan smirked. "You are nothing but a cockroach, and I’m the pest control service!"

Unlike Hou Mengyao, who stood his ground and tried to stop the massive brick, the other disciples didn’t even entertain the thought. Panic consumed them as they fled with everything they had, some flying, others running as fast as their legs could carry them.

Unfortunately for them, Little Brick was faster. Having regained part of its memories and power, it was now out for blood.

Hou Mengyao’s sword clashed against the brick with all his might, but the impact didn’t even slow it for a moment. The Suppression Relic tore through his defenses as if they were nothing.

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With a thunderous crash, the cliff was obliterated under the sheer force of the massive weapon. The entire ridge crumbled, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, along with Hou Mengyao, were dragged into the chaos.

As the cliff shattered into countless fragments, the Suppression Relic, carrying debris and bodies, plummeted toward the raging river below, leaving behind a trail of destruction.

Splash!

The impact was devastating. Every disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect was smashed to a pulp.

The sheer volume of rocks and soil that crashed down created a massive island in the river channel, altering its flow.

As the dust settled and the chaos subsided, the Suppression Relic began to shrink rapidly, returning to its original size. Its energy still pulsated with intensity, the glowing red patterns and strange symbols etched on its surface like scars of its fury.

Feng Fan caught the Suppression Relic in his hand as he gazed down at the new island that had formed below.

Beneath the mound of debris and shattered stone lay the mangled remains of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples. Most of their bodies were beyond recognition.

The only survivor was Hou Mengyao, but his condition was dire. Every bone in his body had been shattered, and his once-proud face was now a mangled, disfigured ruin.

Despite his powerful cultivation, the only thing keeping him alive was the system within him, desperately clinging to his fading life. It forcefully maintained his final breath, refusing to let him die.

’No... how could this happen? I’m the chosen one! I’m destined for immortality! How could I fall like this?!’ Hou Mengyao’s thoughts were consumed by despair and rage, his heart boiling with frustration.

He wanted to cry, but only blood poured from his broken eyes.

He wanted to scream, but his lungs couldn’t find the air to do so.

He wanted to move, but his torn muscles refused to respond.

Suddenly, a cold and familiar mechanical voice echoed in his mind:

[Detecting host’s life force nearing critical levels. Emergency protocol initialized. The system will divert all available resources to restore the host to optimal condition and eliminate the anomaly.]

[Forceful mission initiated: ’Kill the anomaly, or die’.]

[Reward: ***********]

[Failure Penalty: Immediate Death]

[Injecting heavens qi into the host’s body.]

Before Hou Mengyao could fully grasp the meaning of the system’s messages, an overwhelming surge of heavens qi flooded his body.

His already disfigured face twisted further in agony, making him look even more ghastly. The heavens qi rampaged through him, forcefully reconstructing his broken body. Experience tales at novelbuddy

His shattered bones fused seamlessly, his damaged organs regenerated, and fresh blood coursed through his veins.

Power erupted within his golden core, pushing his cultivation to new heights, stopping only at the peak of the Golden Core Formation realm.

With a deafening burst of spiritual qi, Hou Mengyao blew away the rubble and debris surrounding him. He shot into the sky, coming to a halt directly in front of Feng Fan.

"Feng Fan!" he bellowed, laughter dripping with arrogance as the newfound power surged through his meridians. "I’ll crush you like the insignificant ant you are!"

The Suppression Relic in Feng Fan’s hand vibrated with fury, its crimson patterns glowing. It detected the heavens qi coursing through Hou Mengyao.

Through their bond, Feng Fan immediately understood what it wanted. A sly smirk spread across his face.

"Little Brick," he said, his voice filled with determination, "let’s shatter the Heavens together!"