My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading-Chapter 176: Lying Again Without A Hint Of Shame

After they finished, Feng Fan lay on the bed with Xue Qiang beside him. Her hand rested on his chest as she gently caressed it.

"I love you, Fanfan," Xue Qiang said, her eyes locked on his.

Feng Fan smiled and kissed her before replying, "I love you too, Qinqin."

She chuckled softly. "We’ll be together forever… right?"

Feng Fan nodded. "Of course. I wouldn’t want it any other way."

Xue Qiang smiled shyly, her mind racing with excitement. ’FOREVER! FOREVER! FOREVER!’

Feng Fan’s words stirred her desire again, and they ended up making love for a few more hours before finally stopping.

After showering and changing into fresh clothes, Xue Qiang noticed something.

"Fanfan, why did my cultivation improve?" she asked, looking at him curiously.

Feng Fan smiled. "Took you long enough to notice. I’ve been using a dual cultivation technique called Yin-Yang Fusion Arts. It’s not a huge boost, but it helps. Want to learn it? We could make it even more effective if you do."

Xue Qiang stepped closer to him, her movements seductive but her cheeks slightly flushed. "Ah, so you… want to do it again?"

Even after hours together, Feng Fan felt his body react to her scent and presence. He nodded eagerly, making it clear he was ready for another round.

Xue Qiang smiled, stood on her tiptoes, and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

"Okay, but…" Her expression suddenly shifted, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him. "Have you ever used this technique with anyone else? It’s strange that you know how to use it so well…"

’If you have… I’ll find the vixen, kill her, and lock you in my room… forever…’ she thought.

Her thoughts sent a cold shiver down Feng Fan’s spine. He quickly masked his fear and smiled innocently.

He placed his right hand on her neck, his thumb gently brushing her lips.

"Of course not, Xue Qiang. You’re the only one I’ve ever been with," he lied without hesitation.

Xue Qiang’s heart fluttered, but she pressed further. "Are you really… not lying to me?"

Feng Fan looked at her warmly. "Qinqin, I would never lie to you," he said, lying again without a hint of shame.

"Okay... then that means we’re husband and wife now... or should I say, Dao Partners?" Xue Qiang smiled sweetly, contemplating their relationship.

Feng Fan rubbed the back of his neck, giving a wry smile. "Well, we’re not exactly married yet, but Dao Partners sounds good."

’Yet! He said yet!’ Xue Qiang’s eyes lit up with expectation.

She closed the already small gap between them and wrapped her arms around him. "Then it’s settled. We’ll have our wedding soon!"

Feng Fan felt the excitement within her and chuckled. He placed a gentle kiss on her head as he ran his fingers through her beautiful red hair. "Sure."

’Oh god, help me… How am I supposed to explain this to Xiao’er?’

Feng Fan handed Xue Qiang the Yin-Yang Fusion Arts manual, watching as her eyes sparkled with excitement. She eagerly took it and left for her quarters, clearly looking forward to what he had just given her.

Once she was gone, he let out a deep sigh. "Well… forget about testing that new technique. I guess I’ll just cultivate instead."

Hoping to clear his mind, Feng Fan sat cross-legged and began cultivating. He quickly entered the Return to Emptiness state, letting his distracting thoughts fade away.

As he cultivated, a connection formed with his space ring, and his high-grade qi stones turned into dust as he absorbed their stored spiritual qi.

A week passed in a blur. When Feng Fan finally opened his eyes, he was baffled.

"What the hell? Am I some kind of bottomless pit? Why is my cultivation so damn slow?!"

He had spent a whole week in uninterrupted cultivation, using two high-grade qi stones and a qi-gathering array, yet he had only advanced 10% to the peak of the 1st stage.

Deep down, he knew the reason.

The Heaven Suppression Arts built the strongest foundation possible, allowing the cultivator to defy the heavens themselves—but that strength came at a cost. The sheer amount of spiritual qi it demanded was insane.

And that was only the third realm.

What about the fourth? The fifth? Would he even have enough qi stones left by then? At this rate, he’d be forced to cultivate without them, which would slow his progress fivefold...

’Am I destined to die poor?’ he thought, a sad smile tugging at his lips. ’I don’t know whether to laugh or cry at this point.’

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Inside Feng Fan’s space ring, the Suppression Relic sensed his frustration through their connection. Wanting to lift his spirits, it attempted to cheer him up.

However, Feng Fan’s reaction was far from what it expected.

A vein throbbed on his forehead as he clenched his fists. "Hey! You were the one who drained all my spiritual stones! Not to mention, you even absorbed the energy from a whole spiritual qi vein!"

The Suppression Relic protested, insisting it had been necessary at the time.

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Feng Fan merely rolled his eyes. "Necessary, my ass! Now I have no choice but to scam other cultivators out of their spiritual qi stones!" He let out a sigh. "Tell me, Little Brick, don’t you feel even a little guilty for pushing me into a life of robbery?"

He shook his head. "Well, whatever. I’ll just make do with what I have for now. Besides, with the rewards from the Young Generation Competition, the White Crow Sect is bound to stock up on spiritual qi stones sooner or later."

A grin spread across his face as a sudden realization hit him. "And since I was the one who contributed the most, I should go straight to Elder Jiang and claim my fair share of the loot!"

But for now, there was nothing he could do about it.

Feng Fan took a breath and sat back down, preparing to enter a deep state of cultivation once again.

His determination was short-lived, though.

Barely a week into his secluded training, a familiar presence appeared outside his door.

It was Xue Qiang.

From that moment on, his daily routine took a drastic turn. Instead of worrying about his spiritual qi stone supply, Feng Fan found himself dual cultivating with Xue Qiang almost every day.

Before he knew it, thoughts of his cultivation troubles had completely slipped his mind.