My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading-Chapter 167: The Speed At Which I Draw My Blade…

Yin Bao frowned, his thoughts racing. ’Hou Mengyao had been the strongest genius among this batch of disciples. Even compared to the Mao Empire’s best, he had stood at the top...’

’Had the pocket dimension been invaded? Was someone from outside responsible for his death?’

He found it hard to believe that anyone from his generation could have killed Hou Mengyao.

The next strongest disciple was only at the 3rd Golden Core Formation realm, and Hou Mengyao had been a prodigy in the Sword Dao, making him nearly invincible in the same realm.

Yin Bao grabbed his communication token again. ’Send disciples below the Nascent Soul realm to investigate what could have caused the disturbance.’

Though Hou Mengyao had died, Yin Bao wasn’t about to cancel the competition. With the screens back up, the event could continue as planned. After it ended, he would personally enter the pocket dimension to investigate further.

As for the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Yin Bao didn’t feel the need to explain anything to him, so he chose to simply ignore him.

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Seated on an enormous throne, a captivating woman with long silver hair toyed with a strand of it, her long nails grazing her locks.

"Oh," she murmured, her expression showing mild surprise. "A child of mine died in a lower realm… Who could have possibly killed him?"

No one was present to answer her, but a rift soon formed before her, and a man with fiery red hair stepped through.

"Ah, Sun, it’s been a while. What brings you here?" she asked, her smile graceful and calm.

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Sun didn’t seem interested in pleasantries. He went straight to the point.

"Moon, the Heavens Suppression Sect’s relic was spotted a year ago leaving the Immortal World... Why didn’t you tell me about this?!"

Moon’s silver eyes widened in surprise. "What? It did?" she responded, then her surprise shifted to amusement. "Well, that’s quite interesting. Perhaps it’s what caused my child’s death."

A vein visibly pulsed on Sun’s forehead. "Moon, you were supposed to keep an eye on the Immortal World. What have you been doing?! You know how crucial these last few thousand years are for us…"

Moon softly placed a hand over her mouth, chuckling lightly. "Don’t worry. I think I know where it is. If I’m right, two of my children are in the same world as the relic."

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Inside the pocket dimension, Feng Fan held the Suppression Relic, its red patterns and symbols gradually fading. Within a breath of time, its surface returned to its plain, black appearance.

"Fanfan! I’m so glad you did it…" Xue Qiang appeared behind Feng Fan and wrapped her arms around him, her chest pressing against his back.

Qian Xiaoli quickly followed suit, unabashed. She hugged Feng Fan from the front, her chest pressing against his.

’Ah… This sensation… This must be what heaven feels like…’ Feng Fan thought.

Only Huang Xue stood off to the side, a bit shy. ’Once they leave, I’ll also hug him,’ she thought.

Seeing Qian Xiaoli hugging Feng Fan, Xue Qiang narrowed her eyes. To her, it looked like the other woman was a vixen trying to steal her man.

"Who said you could hug him? Get off!" Xue Qiang snapped.

Qian Xiaoli, noticing her anger, chuckled. "Hey, didn’t your parents teach you that good things are meant to be shared?"

Her words only added fuel to the fire. Xue Qiang was about to pull her spear from her space ring and thrust it directly into the vixen’s mouth when Feng Fan slipped out of their embrace.

He quickly moved to their side, wrapping his arms around both of them. "Thanks, girls," he said.

Feng Fan planted a soft kiss on Xue Qiang’s lips, which made her anger fade and her cheeks flush with color.

He did the same with Qian Xiaoli, knowing that Xue Qiang might explode again, but he didn’t want to hide his relationship with Qian Xiaoli from her any longer. He decided it was better to slowly explain things.

It seems he neither knew the meaning of slow nor explanation.

To his surprise, Xue Qiang was lost in her own world and didn’t even notice the kiss.

Feng Fan couldn’t help but smile wryly at the situation.

Meanwhile, Huang Xue’s shyness turned into regret and anger at herself. ’W-Why couldn’t I make a move too…’

As Huang Xue tried to hold back tears, Feng Fan appeared in front of her and hugged her tightly. "Thanks, Huang Xue. I couldn’t have done this without you!"

Her clenched fists relaxed, and her cheeks turned bright red. "I-I didn’t do much," she stammered.

’I wanted a kiss too, but how can I ask for one?’ the thought of being kissed by Feng Fan made her blush even deeper, almost like a tomato.

Luckily for her, Feng Fan could read her thoughts and knew exactly what she was wishing for.

’Well, if two kisses are good, three must be even better,’ he thought with a grin.

He couldn’t deny that he liked Huang Xue a lot. Since a monogamous relationship was out of the question, he decided to go with the flow.

Feng Fan placed one hand on her waist and the other behind her neck. He gently tilted her head up to face him and planted a soft kiss on her lips.

While Xue Qiang was still holding her cheeks, her thoughts racing, Qian Xiaoli flew beside Feng Fan and saw him kissing Huang Xue.

"Hey, isn’t two enough? Now you’re going for the third?" Qian Xiaoli said, a hint of displeasure on her face. "You better stop at three, or else…"

She didn’t finish her sentence, preferring to leave Feng Fan to imagine the punishment he might face.

Feng Fan smiled wryly. "A fourth? Three are already too much trouble... If it goes any further, the speed at which I draw my blade…"

He then remembered that he didn’t actually use blades.

"Never mind, don’t worry about it. Beautiful women always bring trouble, and I’ve already got enough on my plate. I definitely don’t need any more!"