MY WHOLE CLASS ISEKAI'D TO A XIANXIA? GOOD THING I CAN DO MIND-READINGC189 That's Cheating!
When Feng Fan asked where it was planning to go, realization struck the creature like a lightning bolt. Its eyes widened in shock.
"YOU! How can you ask me two questions in a row? That's cheating!"
Feng Fan's grin stretched wider. "Oh? So you finally noticed? Took you long enough."
Mao Shun, who had moved closer, stared at Feng Fan in disbelief. 'How is he doing this?'
Even though Feng Fan had clearly broken the rules, the creature felt an overwhelming compulsion to answer. The Dao laws forced it to respond, if it resisted, death would come within a minute.
"I'm going to the north side of the village!" it blurted out, unable to hold back.
Watching the creature struggle against its own will, Feng Fan was elated. 'So even if they realize I'm cheating, they can't do a damn thing about it!'
"You're telling the truth," Feng Fan stated casually.
The creature's face twisted in despair as more of its life force drained away, leaving it visibly weaker.
"N-No, please! Don't kill me! I'll tell you everything I know!" it pleaded, falling to its knees.
Feng Fan chuckled. "You'll tell me whether you want to or not, little lamb. Now, how do we escape this place without using our life force?"
"I-I don't know," the creature stammered.
But its true thoughts betrayed it. 'Kill the village chief and destroy the core in his house.'
Feng Fan's eyes gleamed. 'So that's the real way out of here.'
"You're lying," he declared without mercy.
The creature's life force drained even faster. Its once bulging muscles withered, leaving it gaunt and frail. One more step, and it would be nothing but a dried husk.
The creature was too weak to even stand. It collapsed onto the ground, the last traces of hope fading from its eyes.
'A-Am I going to die?' it thought, terror gripping its mind.
Feng Fan crouched beside it, his voice low and taunting. "Did you enjoy stealing the life force of others?"
The creature trembled, struggling to speak, but it still answered. "N-No… I just wanted to survive."
Feng Fan's smile widened. "You're lying."
With those words, the last remnants of the creature's life force and cultivation drained away. Its body stilled, lifeless.
Mao Shun stepped closer, his expression uneasy. "Brother Feng, didn't you notice something strange? The energy leaving him and flowing toward you… it felt vile."
Feng Fan raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. Mao Shun wasn't asking how he had managed to cheat; he was actually concerned about him.
"Ah, so you could sense it, Brother Mao," Feng Fan said, a hint of admiration in his voice.
"Don't worry, I didn't absorb it. This kind of energy shouldn't be allowed inside our bodies. I believe this entire game is a trap. The moment you choose to play, whether you win or lose, you end up like the villagers here, nothing more than disfigured slaves."
Mao Shun let out a relieved sigh. "That's good… but we should warn the girls who came with you as soon as possible. I hope they don't absorb it either."
Feng Fan nodded, though he didn't seem too concerned. "I'm sure they'll realize it on their own. For now, let's head back to the plaza and wait for them. Once we're all together, we'll go north and put an end to this nightmare."
—
Back at the plaza, Feng Fan and Mao Shun sat on the ground, waiting for Huang Xue, Xue Qiang, and Su Xiaoli to return. Though they hadn't arrived yet, neither of them seemed concerned, the agreed-upon time for their meeting hadn't passed.
As they waited, they observed their surroundings. Most people had already left to search for clues about the village, but a handful remained behind.
Many had taken part in the village's twisted game, and some had paid the ultimate price. Corpses littered the ground, their lifeless bodies a grim of what happened to those who lost. But the worst fate wasn't dying.
It was surviving.
Three individuals, now brimming with life force and enhanced cultivation, were watching Feng Fan and Mao Shun like predators stalking prey. The crazed hunger in their eyes made it clear—they were addicted.
The rush of stolen power had consumed them.
Here, the Dao laws didn't simply transfer life force and cultivation. They corrupted it, tainting the energy before passing it to the victor.
The winner became a slave to their desires.
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The loser became a sacrifice.
There were no other paths. Anyone who chose to play by the village's rules was doomed to servitude or death.
And the transformation wasn't just mental. Their bodies were changing, slowly twisting into something inhuman.
Something monstrous.
Feng Fan, however, remained unfazed by their hungry stares. Instead, he smiled, taunting them.
That was all it took.
Lured by the promise of more power, the three figures moved toward them, greed burning in their eyes.
The first man spoke, his tone almost casual. "Who are you?"
Feng Fan smiled politely at him, the kind of smile a con artist gives right before taking everything you have.
"I'm Feng Fan. A pleasure to meet you, senior. What's your name?"
The man grinned. "You are telling the truth!"
But nothing happened.
His grin faltered. Confusion flickered across his face. "Huh?"
Feng Fan tilted his head. "Aren't you going to answer my question, senior?"
His voice was calm, almost gentle—but the man felt something cold crawl down his spine. Feng Fan wasn't just looking at him.
He was sizing him up, like a lion would do to a rabbit.
"M-My name is Xu Tao," the man stammered.
"You are telling the truth," Feng Fan replied.
Xu Tao's face twisted in horror. "NO!" he screamed as his life force and cultivation were ripped away.
The other two, who had been scheming how to take advantage of Mao Shun and Feng Fan, barely had time to react.
Before they could make a move, Feng Fan turned his gaze toward them, his smile never fading.
"And what about you two, seniors?" he asked, his tone light and friendly. "What are your names?"
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MY WHOLE CLASS ISEKAI'D TO A XIANXIA? GOOD THING I CAN DO MIND-READINGC190 The Only Thing I'm Crazy For Is You
Mao Shun glanced at the three lifeless bodies on the ground, remnants of the men who had dared to play the "game" with Feng Fan.
Then, turning to Feng Fan, his eyes filled with admiration, he said, "Brother Feng, you're really ruthless!"
Feng Fan met his gaze and found the comment oddly cute. He chuckled softly before replying, "Brother Mao, I wouldn't call it ruthless. I just returned the favor."
As they continued talking, the girls who had split off to explore returned. Feng Fan's eyes swept over them, and he immediately noticed something.
Su Xiaoli's energy remained unchanged, she hadn't played the game. Huang Xue, however, carried a small amount of contaminated energy. But Xue Qiang… she was overflowing with it.
Feng Fan narrowed his eyes. "Qinqin, did you play the game? You shouldn't let that energy inside your body, it can drive you mad and change your body."
Xue Qiang simply smiled. "Don't worry, Fanfan. I'm fine."
Feng Fan studied her closely. Unlike the three attackers from earlier, she didn't show any signs of corruption.
"You don't feel any different?" he asked.
Still smiling, Xue Qiang reached out and touched his hand. "Fanfan, there's no way I'd go crazy for something like that. The only thing I'm crazy for is you."
Silence.
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Huang Xue was stunned.
Su Xiaoli was stunned.
Mao Shun was stunned.
And Feng Fan? He was thrilled.
'If I ever complained about her crazy tendencies, I must have been the crazy one. This girl is perfect!' he thought, laughing heartily.
Even though Xue Qiang seemed unaffected, Feng Fan still wrapped an arm around her waist and began absorbing the contaminated energy.
"Don't resist," he said.
After clearing her energy, he turned to Huang Xue and did the same for her.
"We found where the villagers are. They seem to be in the north," Feng Fan said.
"Are we really going after them? They'll come to us sooner or later," Su Xiaoli pointed out.
Feng Fan nodded. "We have to take the initiative. Playing the game until we gather enough energy to leave is out of the question. Our best chance is to kill the village chief and destroy whatever is controlling this place."
His words piqued the girls' interest, they had no idea Feng Fan had a way to bypass the game's rules.
"How are we supposed to fight him? If we attack anyone, we'll die before even landing a hit," Xue Qiang asked.
Mao Shun chuckled and leaned in, lowering his voice so only their group of five could hear.
"Brother Feng Fan here is a cheater."
The girls looked surprised. "What do you mean by a cheater?" Huang Xue asked.
Feng Fan smirked. "The Dao laws here can't drain my life force or cultivation. I'm guessing the village chief has some kind of immunity too, but the rules still apply to him as long as he doesn't play his cards."
"When we face him," Feng Fan continued, "ask as many questions as you can. I'll tell you whether he's lying or not. We need to drain his cultivation before making a move. I suspect he's at the Spirit Severing realm."
They looked at him in surprise.
"You're really that confident you can tell when someone's lying?" Su Xiaoli asked.
Feng Fan smirked. "Who better to spot a liar than a liar himself?"
He openly called himself a liar, yet there wasn't a trace of shame on his face, only pride.
Xue Qiang, Su Xiaoli, and Huang Xue all had the same thought: I should slap him.
Sensing their judgmental stares, Feng Fan quickly cleared his throat and changed the subject.
"Alright, let's go!"
—
Inside a house in the northern part of the village.
"Village Chief," the stitched-face woman said. "The sacrifices should be ready by now. Should we go collect them?"
She spoke about the cultivators as if they were nothing more than livestock, her face showing no emotion. To her, these people were nothing more than cows and chickens that could be slaughtered at will.
The village chief, Dai Li, sat on a small wooden chair and looked at her blankly. "Not yet. Let's wait a few more hours. Hopefully, that brat will die without us having to lift a finger."
Bang!
The door to the room where the stitched-face woman and Dai Li were talking burst open. A figure appeared in the doorway.
"Village Chief!" A man with half his body disfigured stumbled inside. His life force was weak, almost on the verge of fading completely. "T-That man you were worried about… H-He's here!"
"What? Where?" Dai Li asked, standing up from his chair in surprise.
"I'm right here. Were you looking for me?" Feng Fan appeared behind the half-disfigured man, a confident smile plastered on his face.
The half-disfigured man turned, his already twisted face contorting in fear as he met Feng Fan's gaze. Feng Fan's smile widened, a quiet menace lurking behind it.
The man trembled. He knew what was coming but was powerless to stop it.
"How are you feeling?" Feng Fan asked, his voice casual.
The man wanted to ignore him, to turn and run, but the Dao laws held him in place.
"I-I'm fine… just a little afraid," he stammered.
"You're lying," Feng Fan said.
"N-No—!"
Before he could finish, the last remnants of his life force drained from his body and flowed into Feng Fan. All that remained was a shriveled husk.
With the last lackey dealt with, Feng Fan turned his gaze toward Dai Li and the stitched-face woman. His smile told them everything—he didn't put them in his eyes.
The stitched-face woman's expression remained blank, but the fear in her eyes betrayed her.
Dai Li, on the other hand, was seething. His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white as he glared at Feng Fan, his rage burning like wildfire.
"You brat! You dare step onto my turf and kill my subordinate right in front of me?!" he roared.
Feng Fan blinked, feigning innocence. "Oh? That was your subordinate? My mistake, I thought he was just a stepping stone."
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