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

Qian Xiaoli's whip lashed across Feng Fan's abdomen, effortlessly tearing through his clothes and exposing his well-defined muscles.

For a moment, she froze, her gaze lingering on his torso as a deep blush spread across her cheeks.

Meanwhile, Feng Fan kept his cultivation technique running, rapidly healing the superficial wound on his abdomen. A familiar soothing sensation coursed through him, but this time, he managed to suppress any sound of pleasure from escaping his lips.

After a few moments of embarrassment, Qian Xiaoli continued. Each hit tearing a different part of Feng Fan's clothes.

Throughout her life, Qian Xiaoli had never experienced such a rush of ecstasy.

"Feng Fan, you're just so... irresistible," she said, her voice laced with desire. Despite her words, the strikes of her whip continued without hesitation.

Feng Fan glared at her, his eyes tinged with red. Though he refused to admit it openly, his cultivation technique, rooted in masochistic principles, betrayed him.

Against his will, he was enjoying this torment.

"Qian Xiaoli, mark my words—I'll get my revenge!" he spat, frustration bubbling in his tone.

Her response was another lash across his chest. "Feng Fan, you're my dog now. Be obedient, or I'll have to punish you further."

"What dog?! You lunatic psycho!" he roared, no longer containing his anger.

Qian Xiaoli paused mid-strike, gripping the whip tightly in both hands. A playful yet dangerous smile spread across her face.

"Hmm, the dog is being disobedient, even daring to talk back to its owner. Now, what should I do with such a naughty pet?" she mused, tilting her head mockingly.

"Let me—" Feng Fan began to retort, but before he could finish, Qian Xiaoli pressed a finger firmly against his lips, silencing him.

"Shh," she whispered in his ear, her voice soft but commanding. "Don't bark, my little dog."

She walked over to the nearby table once again, opened the same drawer where she had retrieved the whip, and carefully placed it back.

Her fingers then began to sift through the various devices stored within, her movements deliberate and slow, as if savoring the moment.

After a few seconds, her eyes sparkled with delight. "Ah, I've found just the perfect tool for you," she said with a mischievous grin.

Slowly, she pulled out an item from the drawer, taking her time to let the suspense build before closing it.

To Feng Fan's growing dread, a pitch-black spanker was now in her hand. Its circular striking surface was about twenty-five centimeters in diameter, and it looked as ominous as it was unconventional.

"Miss Qian, please, let's talk this out!" Feng Fan pleaded desperately.

"There's no reasoning with a disobedient dog," she replied with a calm, almost chilling smile.

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After an excruciating hour, Qian Xiaoli finally released Feng Fan. He hastily changed into fresh clothes, his face a mix of fury and exhaustion, and glared at her.

"Never again will I make a deal with you, you crazy woman!" he snapped.

Qian Xiaoli chuckled softly, brushing her hair back and tucking it behind her left ear with a delicate motion. "Oh, but it was such a pleasure doing business with you, my little dog," she teased, her smile infuriatingly serene.

Feng Fan clenched his jaw, refusing to dignify her words with a response.

Without another word, he turned and left the crimson room, ascending the same staircase that had brought him to his humiliation.

Qian Xiaoli watched him go, amusement lingering in her expression. With nothing left to do in the hidden chamber, she followed suit. When they reached her room, she trailed behind him.

She reached out and gently gripped his right wrist, halting him in his tracks.

"What is it now?" Feng Fan asked, his tone laced with irritation as he turned to face her.

Qian Xiaoli's expression softened, a rare hint of sincerity in her eyes. "Sorry if I hit you too hard," she said quietly.

Before he could respond, she leaned in, pulling him slightly closer by his wrist. The unexpected movement made his right knee bend awkwardly.

She placed a light peck on his right cheek, her lips brushing his skin briefly.

Feng Fan blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift in demeanor. The sadist he had endured for the past hour was now showing a rare moment of tenderness.

"Uh… okay," he muttered, unsure of how to react.

"I'll take you to your room in a moment," Qian Xiaoli said, her tone unusually calm. "But first, I need to seize this opportunity. I can feel it—it's the perfect time to break through!"

Before Feng Fan could utter a word, she retrieved the Blue Mystical Apple from her space ring and took a decisive bite, not even waiting for his response.

Feng Fan stared at her, utterly baffled. 'Since when does indulge in sadistic hobbies help with cultivation breakthroughs?' he thought, his confusion growing with each passing second.

Qian Xiaoli sat cross-legged on her bed, focusing intently on her dantian. The potent energy from the Blue Mystical Apple coursed through her stomach, dissolving and spreading throughout her body before concentrating in her dantian.

The pillars within her dantian began to condense, gradually forming a golden core. Once fully formed, the golden core started its ascension, moving upward until it settled just below her solar plexus, radiating a soft, golden glow.

Feng Fan, who had activated his spiritual qi vision, observed the process with interest. Everything seemed normal until the breakthrough was supposedly complete—when her golden core suddenly began to shift.

To his astonishment, the golden core slowly turned ice blue, exuding a bone-chilling cold. Before Qian Xiaoli could react, the freezing energy consumed her body, and she collapsed, unconscious.

"What's going on?!" Feng Fan exclaimed, alarmed.

Through his spiritual qi vision, he could see exactly what had happened, but it defied his understanding. 'Did something go wrong during her breakthrough?'

He rushed to her side and placed his hand on her chest. Focusing his energy, he sent his own spiritual qi into her body, desperately trying to suppress the icy qi threatening her life.