My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading-Chapter 202: I Swear I’m Just A Broke Guy
When Feng Fan passed through the ice castle’s gate, he felt a familiar sensation, one he had experienced when stepping through portals to pocket dimensions.
’How is this place so big?’ he thought, stunned by the scene before him.
A vast garden of ice flowers and trees stretched for dozens of kilometers. Beyond the garden stood another gate, leading to the castle’s inner chambers.
’There’s no way I’m wrong. This place is infused with Dao laws that manipulate space, making it far larger than it appears from the outside,’ he concluded.
"This place is so beautiful," Su Xiaoli murmured, her gaze filled with wonder as she admired the frozen landscape.
A wave of nostalgia washed over her; it felt like stepping back into her childhood.
Feng Fan stepped off the garden path and picked three ice flowers. He handed one to Su Xiaoli, Xue Qiang, and Huang Xue.
"For you, ladies," he said with a smile.
Xue Qiang’s face twitched slightly as she watched him give flowers to Su Xiaoli and Huang Xue, but she chose to stay silent.
’When it’s just the two of us again…’ she thought, licking her lips with a twisted smile. Your next read awaits at novelbuddy
They continued along the path, and for a while, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. That changed when they reached the halfway point to the inner gate.
The once-quiet trees suddenly grew several times larger. Sharp thorns sprouted from their branches, and in an instant, the trees began lashing out like whips, aiming straight at Feng Fan and his group.
"Goddamn it! Mother Nature, I swear I’m just a broke guy; I didn’t contribute that much to global warming!" Feng Fan complained aloud.
Even though he had time to joke, his hands moved like lightning, blocking the incoming branches as he sprinted toward the inner gate. The others were in a similar predicament, but they couldn’t match his speed, making it harder for them to defend against the attacks.
’They’re falling behind, and the trees are getting more aggressive by the second,’ Feng Fan thought as he glanced back at his group.
Xue Qiang was struggling the most since her fire cultivation technique was being suppressed. Seeing this, Feng Fan dashed toward her and wrapped an arm around her waist.
"Excuse me, miss. Your ride has arrived!" he joked, holding her securely.
Xue Qiang smiled at his words. Instead of gripping her spear with both hands, she shifted to a one-handed hold, using her free hand to grab onto Feng Fan. With that, they tore through the corridor of trees at full speed.
"You’re good to go now, miss," Feng Fan said as he set Xue Qiang down near the inner gate before rushing back to help the others.
The trees didn’t attack those near the inner gates, making it a safe spot for Xue Qiang to wait for the others.
Feng Fan’s next target was Mao Shun.
Although Mao Shun’s cultivation technique granted him immense strength, speed was his biggest weakness. In this trial, brute force wasn’t the key—speed was. One needed to block incoming attacks while escaping the garden as quickly as possible.
Feng Fan rushed to his side and said, "Let me apologize in advance, Brother Mao. I know you’ve got a tough body and can handle it!"
Mao Shun blinked in confusion at Feng Fan’s sudden appearance. "Uh, what do you—"
Before he could finish, Feng Fan grabbed his left arm and yanked him forward with all his strength.
By the time Mao Shun reached the inner gate, his face was as pale as a ghost. "T-Thank you, B-Brother Feng."
Feng Fan didn’t respond. Instead, he immediately dashed back, grabbing Huang Xue and then Su Xiaoli. Once everyone was safely in front of the inner gate, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Good, everyone’s safe." He stretched his arms and groaned. "This place is absolute garbage. The difficulty keeps increasing, but where the hell are the rewards? What kind of immortal trial is this? At least toss us some qi stones for our troubles!"
As if responding to his complaint, a small vortex appeared behind Feng Fan’s head and hurled five hailstones at him.
"Ouch! Ouch!" Feng Fan yelped, jumping in fright before rubbing the back of his head.
He spun around just in time to see the vortex fading away. His bloodshot eyes locked onto it.
"Damn it! Whoever owns this place, you’re stingy as hell!" he shouted, afraid he wasn’t loud enough to be heard.
This time, no response came—no vortex, no hailstones. But his group couldn’t hold back their laughter.
"Stop laughing! Let’s go!" Feng Fan huffed before stepping into the castle.
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"Wake up, trash!" a man sneered, mercilessly kicking the figure sprawled on the ground.
Xie Liwei jolted awake, a sharp pain stabbing through his stomach. He instinctively opened his eyes, ready to complain, but the moment he saw the person standing over him, his breath hitched.
The man’s narrowed eyes burned with anger as he glared down at him.
Xie Liwei’s body tensed. He prostrated on the ground. "B-Brother Rong, I’m sorry!"
Mao Rong was the seventh son of the Mao Emperor. While his political influence wasn’t big within the empire, he was still a direct descendant of the ruling family, making his status far above most.
As an adopted son of the Mao family, Xie Liwei didn’t even dare to meet his gaze, terrified of offending him.
Mao Rong stomped on Xie Liwei’s head. "Since when did trash like you have the right to call me ’Brother’?"
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The followers behind Mao Rong chuckled, enjoying the humiliation.
"I-I’m sorry, Young Master Rong," Xie Liwei gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger and pain as he bowed his head in submission.
Mao Rong scoffed, pulling his foot away. Stomping on Xie Liwei any longer felt beneath him. "Losing was bad enough, but you dared to lose to Mao Shun?" His voice was ice-cold.
"He had help! They were too strong, I swear!" Xie Liwei blurted out in desperation.
"I don’t want excuses," Mao Rong said flatly. "I’ll deal with Mao Shun myself. You—go back to the family and wait for your punishment."
Xie Liwei’s body trembled at his words. "Y-Yes, Young Master Rong."
