My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading-Chapter 259: The End Of The War

A month passed quietly, and the Suppression Relic had finally finished purifying the spiritual qi within it. Feng Fan's heart surged with joy as he gazed at the immense amount of energy stored inside.

'Good job, Little Brick. Now, let us cultivate to our heart's content!'

Sensing his happiness, the Suppression Relic hummed in response, almost like it was celebrating with him.

Sitting cross-legged, Feng Fan entered a state of deep cultivation. For the next week, he remained unmoving, his strength advancing like a storm. His progress was nothing short of astonishing, far beyond what he could have ever achieved before.

If he continued at this pace, he was confident he would break through to the next realm within a year.

However, the massive amounts of spiritual qi required for each advancement were also growing at an alarming rate. Feng Fan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

'It is what it is. When the problem comes, I'll deal with it. At most, I'll just find more friends to rob.'

But his plans came to an abrupt halt when his peaceful cultivation was shattered by a thunderous voice that echoed throughout the Black Turtle Sect.

"The war has been lost! The war has been lost! Evacuate all disciples now!"

The announcement hit like a kick to the groin. Just a month ago, the Black Turtle Sect and the Dao Seeking School had the advantage in both numbers and initiative. Everyone thought victory against the foreign cultivators was inevitable.

No one expected such disastrous news to follow the final battle.

Feng Fan's pupils shrank, his mind racing. 'What the hell happened?'

He didn't waste time pondering. Knowing that danger was fast approaching and that the enemy cultivators might soon sweep through the Black Turtle Continent, just like they did with the Azure Dragon Continent, he sprang into action.

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He quickly scanned the room and saw that half of his companions from the Black Turtle Sect were present.

'Xue Qiang, Tan Wei, Su Xiaoli, and Elder Jiang are here… but where are the others?'

"Everyone, we don't have much time left. We need to escape as soon as possible. Where are Huang Xue, Cao Zhu, Gong Long, and Yi Qiuyue?" Feng Fan asked hurriedly, his voice tense.

Elder Jiang was the first to respond, his expression grim. "Huang Xue and Yi Qiuyue left the Black Turtle Sect and went to a nearby city. As for Cao Zhu and Gong Long, they're at the Treasure Hall."

Feng Fan's face darkened at the news. Finding those at the Treasure Hall would be relatively simple, but tracking down Huang Xue and Yi Qiuyue in a distant city was a different story.

"Elder Jiang, which city did they go to?"

"Azure Bird City. It's not far, I can get there quickly and warn them," Elder Jiang replied. "You and the others go find Gong Long and Cao Zhu, then head toward Azure Bird City. We'll regroup on the way and plan our next steps."

He tossed a jade token to Feng Fan, who caught it midair.

"Use this token to communicate. As long as the distance doesn't exceed a hundred thousand kilometers, we can instantly transmit messages."

Without wasting a second, Elder Jiang vanished from sight. Feng Fan didn't linger either—he looked at those still in the room and gave a firm command.

"Let's move!"

—

In the Azure Dragon Continent, nearly 95% of the elder group from the Dao Seeking School and the Black Turtle Sect stood within an immense array, relentlessly attacking the barrier that trapped them.

Their efforts, however, proved futile—the barrier didn't even ripple.

An eerie, mocking laugh echoed from outside the barrier.

"You can stop your pointless struggle," a deep, sinister voice taunted. "Just rest inside—I promise to grant you all a swift death when I grow strong enough."

A figure emerged from the shadows—a man with long, jet-black hair cascading down his back. His devilishly handsome face wore a sadistic grin, perfectly matching his twisted personality.

Fan Ying glared at him through the barrier, her sword gleaming in her grip. Her gaze was as sharp as the sword in her hand.

"Shen Yi," she snarled, "you can't keep us here forever. When we break free, I'll slice your body into a thousand pieces!"

Shen Yi feigned terror, raising his hands with an exaggerated expression of fright.

"Oh no, I'm so scared!" he jeered. "Someone save me from this demoness!"

His playful mockery morphed into a wild laugh that resonated through the air.

"Be good and stay put," he continued, his voice cold and merciless. "This barrier isn't something anyone below the Immortal Realm can break. It'll last at least ten thousand years for it to dissipate on its any, plenty of time for me to ascend to the Immortal Ascension Realm and crush you all."

Fan Ying's face contorted with frustration and disbelief. "How could you predict our attack and set up such a barrier? Did someone at the Immortal Realm convince one of us to betray our sects?"

Shen Yi's grin widened, his eyes glinting with malicious glee.

"Why would I tell you that?" he mocked.

With a dismissive wave of his hand, he turned his back and walked away, leaving the trapped cultivators to wallow in despair.

Dong Yun clenched his fists, his face twisted with helplessness.

"I just hope… those who managed to escape can warn the Black Turtle Continent in time," he murmured, though his wavering tone betrayed his doubt.

Beside him, Dong Tian, the sect master of the Black Turtle Sect, sighed heavily.

"Even if they can, what difference will it make? Our strongest fighters are trapped here. The foreign cultivators will massacre the rest like lambs to the slaughter…"

"No," Long Liu interrupted, determination flashing in her eyes. "There's still hope."

She couldn't help but recall the sly, resourceful young man.

'Can that cunning child… really change the tides?'

—

A distance away, Shen Yi murmured softly, his words almost inaudible.

"System… thank you for the information and the immortal-tier barrier. Now I can finally dominate Red Pole and accomplish what my father couldn't!"

A mechanical voice echoed in his mind.

[Host must remember that this was not a free gift from the system. You must pay with the life of the sect master of the Heaven Suppression Sect.]

Shen Yi's smile grew darker.

"Of course… just tell me where he is."