My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading - Chapter 274

Chapter 274: When A Pig-like Teammate Strikes
“Of course, comrade. A truly joyous occasion!” Feng Fan forced a grin, while beside him, Dong Tao barely concealed his disgust, his displeasure written all over his face.

Feng Fan discreetly attempted to connect his mind to the drunkard beside him, hoping to uncover what exactly they were celebrating. But all he found was a chaotic mess of slurred thoughts and drunken ramblings—completely useless.

Before he could probe further, another man, slightly less intoxicated, staggered over with a boisterous laugh. “That’s right! Let’s drink until we drop on this joyous occasion! Cheers!”

Both the wasted man and his slightly more coherent companion raised their glasses high in celebration.

“Sir, your beers,” the bartender said, placing two mugs in front of Feng Fan.

As he turned to grab them, his mind inadvertently connected with the bartender’s thoughts.

‘Damn these bastards… using Shen Yi’s conquest of the Black Turtle Continent as an excuse to drink themselves into oblivion every damn week…’

Feng Fan nearly choked on air. ‘What?! This so-called joyous occasion happened four years ago?! Fuck!’

He felt utterly cheated.

Still, he kept his composure, picking up the beers and forcing his smile to remain intact. Now wasn’t the time to break his cover. He handed one of the mugs to Dong Tao, who accepted it with apparent reluctance.

Raising his beer high, Feng Fan declared, “Gentlemen, a toast to our great leader, Prince Shen Yi!”

A chorus of cheers erupted as mugs clashed together, the sound of clinking glass filling the bar.

As the soldiers continued drinking, Feng Fan seized the opportunity to extract more information. “I heard Prince Shen Yi is on the verge of breaking through to the Immortal Ascension realm, is that true?”

“That’s right!” one of the drunkards exclaimed proudly. “He entered seclusion six months ago at the heart of the Azure Dragon Continent, preparing for his breakthrough. It will be grand—no, it will be legendary!”

“Yes! Once he ascends, those Black Turtle Continent scum he captured will be wiped out! After this, no one on this wretched planet will ever dare to oppose us again!”

Feng Fan had merely thrown out a guess, but the drunken fools spilled everything without hesitation. ‘Good, good. That was easier than I expected.’

Now he knew that Prince Shen Yi was nearing a breakthrough—and that he was close to where the captives were being held.

‘It’s dangerous, but there’s no other choice. Hopefully, his seclusion will buy us enough time to act.’

Just as Feng Fan was preparing to leave, he sensed the growing fury radiating from Dong Tao. The more he listened, the more his body tensed. Then, just as Feng Fan feared, he snapped.

“Fuck you all! Who cares about the bullshit you’re spouting?!”

The entire bar fell silent.

Feng Fan’s eyes widened in horror. ‘This idiot!’

Every Shen Empire soldier present instantly sobered up, their celebratory expressions replaced with deadly glares. Spiritual qi surged around them as they activated their cultivation techniques.

“What did you just say?” one of the soldiers growled, his killing intent filling the air around him.

Feng Fan’s mind raced. ‘If I don’t salvage this, we’re dead.’

He kicked off the ground and delivered a resounding slap to the soldier who had spoken. The man was caught completely off guard and flew backward, crashing into a row of tables, sending splinters flying.

“That’s right!” Feng Fan barked before anyone could react. “You lot are a disgrace to the Shen Empire! While our great Prince Shen Yi is cultivating and expanding our dominion, you sit here drowning in alcohol like worthless slugs! Shame on you all!”

The bartender, who had been watching stunned, barely restrained himself from blurting out: But weren’t you drinking too?!

Fortunately, he was wise enough to stay out of the Shen Empire’s disputes.

“B-But we already conquered this planet!” one of the soldiers stammered. “What’s wrong with enjoying ourselves a little? I’m sure Prince Shen Yi wouldn’t mind—”

Feng Fan cut him off with another brutal slap. The poor man spun midair before collapsing in a daze, barely conscious.

“Hmph! You dare mention Prince Shen Yi with your foul mouth? Is he drinking? No! He is cultivating in seclusion with unwavering determination! Soon, he will break through and ascend to the Immortal Realm! He will conquer the whole Immortal realm, bringing the Shem Empire’s flag to the top!”

A hushed silence filled the bar.

Then, a spark of awe ignited in the soldiers’ eyes.

“So that’s why Prince Shen Yi is training so hard… He’s preparing to conquer the Immortal Realm!”

Feng Fan seized the moment, striking while the iron was hot. “Comrades! If Prince Shen Yi is dedicating himself to our empire’s future, should we not do the same? Let us cultivate! Let us train until we too can ascend and bring glory to the Shen Empire!”

The entire bar erupted in cheers. Mugs still filled with alcohol were hurled to the ground in a frenzy of patriotic fervor.

“I swear never to drink again until our Shen Empire rules the Immortal World!”

“Me too! From this day forward, I, Yao Zhen, will cultivate like a madman!”

“Let’s go, comrades—to seclusion!”

Seizing the opportunity, Feng Fan grabbed Dong Tao’s arm and bolted from the bar.

Dong Tao, still in shock, let himself be dragged along, his expression dazed. His mind simply couldn’t process what had just happened. But as reality sank in, a deep blush spread across his face—shame creeping in as he realized how close he had come to blowing their cover over his temper.

Feng Fan smirked as they soared out of Cloudveil City, heading toward the Azure Dragon Continent.

‘With a god-tier player like me, even a pig-like teammate is manageable!’

With a flick of his wrist, he summoned Little Brick from his space ring, enlarging it mid-air before stepping onto it. He cast a playful glance at Dong Tao and grinned.

“Come on, my pig-like teammate. Let’s go and conquer the world!”

Dong Tao blinked, baffled. He had no idea what nonsense Feng Fan was spouting, but he stepped onto the Suppression Relic anyway.