My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading - Chapter 272

Chapter 272: Tier 8 Array Master
Dong Tao glanced around, hesitant to speak. What he wanted to reveal was a closely guarded secret, one he had never shared with anyone. Even though he trusted Feng Fan, he wasn’t comfortable disclosing it in front of everyone present.

Feng Fan picked up on his unease and gave him a reassuring nod. “Let’s head to my quarters, Brother Dong. We can talk more freely there.”

Dong Tao nodded appreciatively, and the two made their way to Feng Fan’s quarters, leaving the others behind. Once inside, Feng Fan gestured for Dong Tao to sit, his expression serious but calm.

After a moment of silence, Dong Tao finally spoke. “Brother Feng, my relic contains all the knowledge you would need to become an Immortal-tier Array Master. Unfortunately, accessing it is not simple. I might be able to show you the way, but whether you can unlock it will depend entirely on you. Are you willing to give it a try?”

Feng Fan didn’t hesitate for even a second. “Why not? Let’s do it.”

If he broke through to the tier 9 Array Dao, he might even stand a chance against Shen Yi without needing to break the Immortal-tier trap in the Azure Dragon Continent. But those who were already captured would undoubtedly be killed before he could confront Shen Yi.

Dong Tao summoned the Suppression Book, its cover glinting with a faint, ethereal light, and turned its open pages toward Feng Fan. The book shone for a brief moment, and as Feng Fan peered into the seemingly blank pages, his vision abruptly darkened.

In the blink of an eye, he found himself standing in a small room. Seven figures sat around a table, their faces vaguely familiar. At the head of the table sat a man with long black hair, his lips curved into a gentle smile as he regarded the others.

Feng Fan’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. He recognized most of them.

‘That’s the 8th generation sect master of the Heavens Suppression Sect—only much younger. The others are transformations of Su Xiaoli, Huang Xue, Tan Wei, and Mao Shun… I don’t recognize the last two, but logically, one of them must be from Dong Tao. Why am I seeing this? Who are they?’

His mind raced with thoughts, struggling to make sense of the scene before him.

“Sect Master,” Mao Shun’s transformation spoke up, his tone respectful. “Are you going into seclusion to break through the tier 8 Array Dao?”

The man nodded, his expression calm yet determined. “Yes, I’m close. I can’t afford to waste this opportunity.”

Xue Qiang’s transformation, seated beside him, placed a hand over his and smiled warmly.

“Don’t take too long, Fan’er… I’ll miss you.”

The sect master of the Heavens Suppression Sect simply smiled in return. “Don’t worry. Soon, we’ll have an immortal life to enjoy.”

He rose from his seat, offered his farewells, and walked away. As he left the table, Feng Fan’s vision shifted once more.

Now he found himself inside a white room. The 8th generation sect master sat cross-legged on the floor, his eyes closed in deep concentration. Instead of absorbing spiritual qi, he was meditating—refining his understanding of the Array Dao.

A wry smile tugged at Feng Fan’s lips. ‘Am I supposed to watch him sit cross-legged like this? Can I even read his mind here?’

To Feng Fan’s surprise, the moment he tried to read the man’s mind, he realized he could. Inspirations and insights related to the Array Dao from the 8th generation sect master surged into his consciousness. Wasting no time, Feng Fan sat cross-legged in front of the sect master and began cultivating his own Array Dao.

Dozens of tier 8 arrays known by the man appeared in Feng Fan’s mind, each intricate and profound. He immediately started analyzing their structures. Like tier 7 arrays, tier 8 arrays also required the combination of Dao laws altered from the Heavenly laws. However, instead of merely changing the Dao laws, one had to imbue their personal understanding of Dao laws into the arrays.

Feng Fan had been exposed to Dao laws numerous times before, and he felt this step wouldn’t be too difficult for him. The real challenge lay in what came next.

By reading the sect master’s thoughts, Feng Fan also understood the path to breaking through to tier 9 Array Dao. It wasn’t just about mastering the Heavenly laws; it was about finding his own Dao and embedding it into his arrays.

That was simply impossible at his current level. One could only glimpse their own Dao when breaking through the Dao Seeking realm. Until then, Feng Fan had no chance of advancing to tier 9.

‘So I won’t be able to break through to tier 9 Array Dao anytime soon… I can’t waste time increasing my Qi Cultivation just to attempt it again. Who knows when Shen Yi will strike.’

With his decision made, Feng Fan focused on his immediate goal—advancing his Array Dao to tier 8. Time became an illusion as he cultivated, completely immersed in his practice. He couldn’t tell whether days, months, years or even decades had passed. But when he finally opened his eyes, he knew—he was now a tier 8 Array Master.

He wasn’t alone in his breakthrough. At that exact moment, the 8th generation sect master opened his eyes as well. Their hands shimmered with spiritual qi as they moved through the air, drawing arrays in unison. Their movements were almost identical, as if they were two reflections of the same person.

Though each drew his own array, they were simultaneously weaving a single, unified formation. Feng Fan didn’t understand this mysterious state, but he didn’t dare to stop. He felt as if he were on the verge of an epiphany, and halting now might mean losing it forever.

When the array finally took shape, realization dawned on Feng Fan. The 8th generation sect master had never been drawing the array—it had always been him, and him alone.

Confusion gripped him even tighter.

“Who are you?” Feng Fan asked, his voice low and uncertain.

But no answer came. The sect master only smiled, and just like that, Feng Fan’s vision was abruptly severed.