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

After the sects wrapped up their battle strategies for the upcoming competition, there was still about half an hour left before the event began.

Hou Mengyao, finding himself with nothing better to do, decided to make his way toward the Qian family's area. The moment he first laid eyes on Qian Xiaoli two years ago, he had been captivated.

Not only was she the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, but he had also received a mission that involved her!

This felt like killing two birds with one stone.

[Mission [A]: Dual cultivate with the owner of the Extreme Yin Body.]

[Reward: Immortal-grade Dual Cultivation Technique, Toad Lusting After a Swan's Flesh.]

Although Hou Mengyao found the name of the technique both idiotic and insulting, he couldn't deny its value—an immortal-grade technique was nothing to scoff at!

A sly grin spread across his face as his thoughts ran wild. 'Hehe, cultivating by being with beautiful women and growing stronger at the same time? Is there anything better in this world?'

He quickly replaced his perverted grin with a warm, fake smile before heading toward Qian Xiaoli.

"Xiao'er, it's been a while. You're as stunning as the first time I laid eyes on you," Hou Mengyao said smoothly, his gaze lingering on her flowing black hair and flawless jade-like skin.

Qian Xiaoli felt a wave of irritation ripple through her when Hou Mengyao's voice reached her ears. 'Why does this bastard always have to ruin my good mood?' she thought, suppressing the urge to roll her eyes.

She had been in high spirits just moments ago, eagerly anticipating her reunion with Feng Fan after four long months apart. Even if their meeting wouldn't be private, the thought of seeing him was more than enough to brighten her day.

Turning to face Hou Mengyao, she didn't even bother with the courtesy of a fake smile.

"Hou Mengyao, we're not close," she said coldly. "Don't call me Xiao'er!"

'The more difficult the prey, the more thrilling the hunt,' Hou Mengyao thought as he licked his lips.

Despite Qian Xiaoli's cold response, his smile didn't waver. He was utterly unfazed by her lack of respect.

"No problem," he said smoothly, his tone dripping with confidence. "We'll have plenty of time to get closer in the future, Xiao'er."

Hou Mengyao's confidence was unshakable. Even if Qian Xiaoli refused to return his so-called feelings, he firmly believed he would claim her in the end.

After all, he was heaven's chosen one. In his mind, the women he desired had no choice but to fall into his hands—one way or another.

When Hou Mengyao was on Earth, he had always seen himself as a loser. But here, on Red Pole, everything made sense.

Since his arrival, he had come to realize a profound truth: Earth had never been worthy of someone like him!

The Qian Emperor observed Hou Mengyao's attempts to court his daughter and smiled subtly. In the past, he had dismissed the idea of Hou Mengyao as a suitable son-in-law.

Even though Hou Mengyao possessed talent, his potential still required time to blossom fully.

'Now that Qian Xiaoli had lost her purity, perhaps Hou Mengyao wasn't such a poor option after all,' he thought.

With this in mind, the Qian Emperor approached Hou Mengyao, adopting a warm demeanor to start a conversation.

"Ah, Junior Hou, it's been quite some time since we last met. I must say, I'm impressed to see that you've already broken through to the 7th Golden Core Formation realm. Truly remarkable—a dragon among men. Among the younger generation, no one can match your brilliance," he said with a polite smile.

Hou Mengyao puffed out his chest, feeling a surge of pride. While he believed the Qian Emperor's words were simply the truth, he always enjoyed being praised.

Unbeknownst to him, this need for validation stemmed from unresolved self-esteem issues tied to his life on Earth.

"Thank you, Senior Qian. I'll do my best to live up to your expectations," Hou Mengyao replied with an air of humility, though his ego swelled inside.

Qian Xiaoli watched the exchange, her stomach churning with disgust—not just at Hou Mengyao's performance, but also at her father's hypocritical approval.

Taking a deep breath, she crossed her legs and sat down. Closing her eyes, she focused on her cultivation, shutting out the scene unfolding around her.

Hou Mengyao noticed her deliberate indifference and realized that anything he said now would be ignored.

Recognizing there would be no progress today, he decided to retreat for the time being.

'Sooner or later, your body will be mine, Qian Xiaoli,' he thought with a self-assured smile.

After Hou Mengyao left, the Qian Emperor approached Qian Xiaoli, his expression warm but calculated.

"Xiao'er, you are the strongest among the younger generation of the Qian Family. I'm counting on you to secure a top-three position for our family," he said, his tone both encouraging and expectant.

Qian Xiaoli slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. Though she masked her disgust well, it still simmered beneath the surface.

With a calm demeanor, she nodded. "Don't worry. I'll keep my promise. I trust you'll keep yours as well."

The Qian Emperor smiled, a trace of relief in his expression. "Once this is over, I'll announce the divorce between your mother and me, as agreed."

The minutes ticked by, and soon, it was time for the final category!

Yin Bao, who had been meditating cross-legged in mid-air, opened his eyes. With a flick of a sleeve, he activated the portal.

A shimmering portal materialized below him, its surface rippling like liquid silver.

"All participants in the Combat category, enter the portal within five minutes!" he announced, his voice echoing across the plaza.

Feng Fan glanced at the group around him and smiled.

Tan Wei maintained his usual gentle and warm demeanor, Gong Long radiated determination, Huang Xue remained aloof, and Xue Qiang's fiery spirit seemed more intense than ever.

Feng Fan stepped forward and entered the glowing portal.

Moments later, the rest of the participants followed suit, one by one disappearing into the light.

And just like that, the Combat category officially began!