My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading Chapter 37 If I'm Eating Soft Rice, It'll Only Be From Young

As Sect Master Yin Jian pondered the situation, a deafening clap of thunder shattered the silence.

Rumble!

The sound reverberated through the chamber, and the elders imdiately recognized the distinct energy emanating from it.

Most of those present were in the Dao Seeking Realm, and given their proximity to the epicenter, they could clearly sense the heavenly laws intertwined with the thunder.

"This... This is a heavenly tribulation!" Elder Jiang exclaid, his voice heavy with astonishnt. "Soone must be attempting a breakthrough to the Transcending Tribulation realm."

He paused, his gaze shifting toward Elder Duan Ping, the sect's foremost Array Formation Master. Elder Duan was responsible for the sect's critical arrays, including the protective barrier designed to detect and repel any intruders.

"Elder Duan, did the barrier detect any intruders?"

Elder Duan shook his head. "The barrier is intact. It's impossible for a Return to Void cultivator to infiltrate without triggering an alert or outright destroying the array."

Elder Jiang frowned, the perplexity of the situation weighing on him. "This is strange indeed. Why would soone risk entering our sect grounds to attempt such a breakthrough? It doesn't make any sense."

The Sect Master spoke firmly. "Let's find out the cause of this. No matter what happens, we must wait until the breakthrough is complete and the individual has recovered. Offending a Transcending Tribulation cultivator is out of the question. If he's from the Qian Empire, he'll instantly beco its strongest existence."

The elders nodded in agreent and began to leave the chamber. They remained on the main peak, observing the phenonon from a safe distance.

To their astonishnt, the thunder that fell from the heavens did not hit a person but instead, struck a black, unidentified object.

This mysterious object soared through the skies, absorbing the lightning strikes effortlessly and tearing apart the heavens!

"Oh my god!" Elder Jiang exclaid, his voice trembling with shock. "What kind of artifact could this possibly be? To absorb heavenly lightning tribulation so easily... not even an immortal-tier artifact should be capable of such a feat!"

Artifacts, in the Red Pole planet, including weapons, were typically classified into five tiers based on their power: Mortal, Profound, Spiritual, Heavenly, and Immortal.

"This must be sothing beyond the immortal tier," the Sect Master said, his expression grave. "But what that ans exactly... even I cannot say."

They waited for a few minutes, then decided it was ti to investigate and see who this supposed expert was, the one who dared to make a breakthrough in their sect's territory.

To their astonishnt, there was no sign of any such expert nearby. At first, they assud he must have already left.

Instead, they found three disciples. One of them lay dead, his head smashed beyond recognition.

Elder Jiang's eyes widened in shock as he recognized two of the remaining disciples. "Huang Xue? Feng Fan? What are you two doing here? And why are you so badly injured?"

Yao ixiu, Huang Xue's master, was the first to act.

The mont she saw Huang Xue injured, she appeared by her side and gripped her pulse.

She used her consciousness to carefully inspect her body's condition. She let out a sigh of relief upon confirming that Huang Xue's life wasn't in danger.

'It would be a tragedy to lose such a promising disciple,' she thought.

Channeling her spiritual qi, she began to heal Huang Xue. Within seconds, Huang Xue's wounds disappeared entirely, as if she had never been injured at all.

Yao ixiu's gaze then shifted to Feng Fan, who was sitting nearby with visible injuries. Deciding to extend her help, she moved toward him. However, just as she was about to touch him, Feng Fan opened his eyes and stopped her.

"Lady, please! Have so decency," he protested, his tone both serious and exaggerated. "Only married couples should touch each other like that. If you touch , how am I going to find a wife?"

Feng Fan was well aware that his injuries weren't a serious issue. Thanks to his cultivation technique, which greatly enhanced his natural healing, he would recover completely within half a day.

However, he didn't want to risk Yao ixiu discovering his unique physique. If she examined him closely, she would undoubtedly notice his abnormally large dantian and the presence of 144 ridians—sothing far beyond ordinary.

Yao ixiu's face flushed in a rare mont of embarrassnt.

She was a highly sought-after beauty, admired by many for her exceptional healing skills and graceful deanor. In the eyes of countless admirers, she was the perfect wife.

Since when had anyone dared to treat her with such disrespect?

Still, she reminded herself 'He's just a child, calm down…'

Suppressing her irritation, she calmly explained, "Disciple, I only wish to heal you. Rest assured, it won't affect your chances of marriage in the slightest."

Feng Fan, however, shook his head firmly. "No need, I'm fine," he said, his tone resolute. "I don't want people saying an old hag touched ! Imagine the rumors—that I, Feng Fan, depend on an old woman for help. If I'm eating soft rice, it'll only be from young, beautiful won!"

Yao ixiu's anger flared. For a mont, she wanted to lash out and kill this insolent disciple.

'Old woman? Old woman?! I'm only a few hundred years old!' she fud internally.

Yao ixiu could be considered a young Dao Seeking cultivator, she was less than two thousand years old.

The other elders observing the scene were equally stunned.

'How does this kid's logic even work?' they thought, utterly baffled.

Elder Jiang, anwhile, watched with exasperation. 'Why are all the people from Earth so strange?' he mused.

Realizing the situation was getting out of hand, Elder Jiang decided to intervene before things escalated.

While Yao ixiu was known for her gentle temperant, Feng Fan was testing her patience in the worst way.

"All right, since he insists he doesn't need healing, why don't we let it go?" Elder Jiang stepped forward, his tone calm, hoping to diffuse the tension.

Yao ixiu glared at Feng Fan for a mont before deciding that stooping to his level would be beneath her.

With a sharp "Hmph," she turned away, carrying the unconscious Huang Xue in her arms.

Watching her leave, Feng Fan let out a long sigh of relief.

"Feng Fan," Elder Jiang said, his tone stern. "Can you explain exactly what happened here? Why is there a dead disciple, and why are you and Huang Xue so severely injured? And most importantly, who was the mysterious expert that we sensed earlier?"

'Elder Jiang is really ruthless… The mysterious expert information is more important than the dead disciple,' thought Feng Fan.