My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading-Chapter 284: Intergalactic Council

Long Liu approached the two uninvited guests, her expression dark. The temperature around her soared, easily surpassing a hundred degrees Celsius.

Yet, the man and woman before her remained unfazed. Without a word, the woman retrieved a token from her space ring and tossed it toward Long Liu.

Long Liu caught it mid-air, her eyes narrowing. "What is this?"

"I am Gong Ning, an emissary of the Intergalactic Council," the woman stated coldly. "Your insignificant planet has one star year, equivalent to ten of your years, to earn a seat on the Council. Fail, and you will be colonized."

A vein bulged on Long Liu's forehead, and her fingers clenched around the token, trembling with rage. She wanted nothing more than to strike down the arrogant pair, but she knew now wasn't the time to lose her composure.

"And how exactly does one 'win' a seat on this Intergalactic Council?" she asked through gritted teeth.

Gong Ning sneered. "Such ignorance. The details are stored inside the token, infuse it with your spiritual qi to access them. Or do you not even know how to do that?"

Long Liu's lips curled into a slow, dangerous smile. "I see, I see… In that case, you two are useless, aren't you?"

Gong Ning and her companion barely had time to react before a massive flaming fist shot toward them, distorting the air and cracking space. The searing attack hurtled directly toward Gong Ning's head.

"Insolent!" she roared, her face twisting in fury.

A mere native from this backwater planet dared to attack her? Unthinkable!

Gong Niu reacted instantly. In the blink of an eye, she summoned a bamboo pole from her space ring, its surface radiating a deep emerald glow. As she swung, the air around her shimmered with illusionary images of a vast bamboo forest, each stalk swaying as if alive, infused with the power of spiritual wood energy.

But the moment her pole met Long Liu's blazing fist, reality shattered her worldview. A deafening impact echoed through the air as an invisible force rippled outward, and Gong Niu was launched backward like a rag doll. She barely registered the pain before a sharp taste of iron filled her mouth; blood sprayed from her lips, staining her robes.

"Impossible…" she rasped, her expression twisted in disbelief as crimson streaked down her chin.

How could she, an emissary of the Intergalactic Council, lose in a direct clash against these primitive savages?

Even though she was two small realms below Long Liu, she refused to believe she would lose in a direct confrontation. Cultivation alone wasn't everything—a solid foundation, refined techniques, and battle experience determined the victor.

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She had a broader perspective, access to superior cultivation techniques, and knowledge that far surpassed anything these backwater martial artists could comprehend.

How could she possibly lose?

"Oh? You actually blocked it?" Long Liu mused, her voice dripping with amusement. A mocking smirk curled at the edges of her lips. "Not bad."

"Filthy barbarian! Die!" Gong Niu's companion roared, his fury igniting like a wildfire.

He unsheathed his sword, its blade gleaming with celestial radiance. As he swung downward, an enormous astral body materialized behind him, bathing the entire Dao Seeking School's grounds in an otherworldly glow.

"Star Slash!"

The sword strike descended with terrifying force, its cutting edge brimming with sword intent so potent it seemed to tear space itself. The very fabric of reality trembled as the slash carved a rift through the air, threatening to obliterate everything in its path.

Long Liu didn't take the man's attack lightly, but didn't show any nervousness either. As his sword descended, threatening to cleave her in two, a colossal red dragon materialized behind her, its fiery scales shimmering like molten gold.

"I am fire. Fire bows to no one. I shall burn all who stand in my path!"

This was her Dao.

As the dragon roared and her fist surged forward, Long Liu's body transformed. She grew taller, her skin now clad in an armor of crimson scales. The air around her wavered with heat.

The man's sword met her power head-on—and shattered upon impact. Yet, her fist did not stop.

For a brief moment, his face reflected shock, then despair. Long Liu decided to give him something to remember.

His lips met her fist in an intimate embrace—along with a few broken teeth and the searing kiss of dragonfire.

Gong Ning's expression darkened as realization struck—Long Liu hadn't even used her full strength in that previous attack. A cold shiver ran down her spine. If she continued this fight, the outcome would be disastrous.

Gritting her teeth, she made a snap decision. She grabbed her injured companion and shot toward the flying vessel, her spiritual energy surging to propel them faster. The moment they landed on the deck, the massive ship rumbled to life, its defensive barriers flaring as it ascended into the sky. Within seconds, it vanished into the horizon, never to return.

Long Liu stood still, arms crossed, watching their retreating figures with a smirk of disdain. "Hmph. That's what I thought."

Below her, the disciples of the Dao Seeking School erupted in cheers, their voices echoing through the sect's grounds.

"That's right! Running like frightened dogs with their tails between their legs!"

"Hah! So much for their arrogance! Elder Long sent them packing!"

"Go, Elder Long! Next time, teach those bastards an even harsher lesson!"

Despite their excitement, Long Liu didn't share their enthusiasm. Her gaze dropped to the token still clutched in her palm. Her expression hardened.

'Killing them wouldn't have made a difference.'

Without another word, she turned around and flew away from the crowd, heading straight for her abode. She needed to examine the token's contents immediately—and warn the Sect Master before it was too late.

Whatever this Intergalactic Council wanted, it was unlikely to be any better than the Shen Empire. And despite their arrogance, they weren't weak.

Would a weak organization send two Transcending Tribulation experts just to deliver a token? And shatter their barrier like it was nothing?

'That flying vessel alone was leagues beyond anything that exists in Red Pole.'