Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 844: All the Truth

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Li Qingran's instructor served as a 27th-rank Great Battle Master.

Even if her power truly couldn't rival that of numerous pupils nowadays, her unwavering dedication in lessons, constant empathy for the learners' viewpoints, and refusal to curry favor or show bias based on varied origins made her greatly admired by Li Qingran along with the rest of the students.

Nevertheless, receiving a summons from the Vice Dean counted as a significant occurrence.

The female instructor repeatedly pondered if she had committed any errors; if not, why would the Vice Dean abruptly seek an audience with someone as insignificant as her?

Meanwhile, Li Qingran offered reassurance throughout their journey.

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"Dean, you... what did you summon me for?"

"You've arrived? Come, take a seat." Feng Wuyu indicated with a glance at the couch across from his desk.

Li Qingran and her female instructor settled down facing him, postures straight and compliant, resembling young pupils during a lesson.

"One of you has spent a decade at this academy, while the other has been here for under six months. You're both well aware of the academy's regulations." Feng Wuyu stated gravely, "Our foremost duty is always to the students. As instructors, it's not enough to impart knowledge and boost their abilities; we must also refine their wisdom and moral fiber.

We have to shield them from rash gambles for mere might, or from suffering undue sacrifices.

Gaining power demands no detours. Each increment in Battle Power stems from toil and effort. Are these principles clear to you?"

The female instructor sat up rigidly and nodded vigorously.

Noticing that, Li Qingran promptly aligned her posture, face solemn, "Dean, I get it!"

"Excellent!" With the atmosphere established, Feng Wuyu dove right in, "Li Qingran, the technique you employed today was truly your First Battle Technique, correct?

Yet I recall your earlier First Battle Technique differed from today's display. Moreover, your initial World Ring ought to have been yellow. When exactly did it shift to purple?"

These remarks left Li Qingran composed, but her female instructor sat stunned, gaping at Feng Wuyu, "Dean, you... what on earth are you saying?"

She hadn't caught Li Qingran's prior bout, and the exams from yesterday remained ungraded.

Now hearing Feng Wuyu's statements, a single notion flashed through her thoughts—the Dean's advancing age must be clouding his judgment, as elders often experience such lapses...

In this context, perhaps... he's lost his senses?

"What's that expression you're giving me?" Feng Wuyu grew mildly irritated, "Are you oblivious to your own pupil's circumstances?"

"I know them well." The female instructor replied sincerely, "Qingran ranks as my most cherished student; I know her inside out. I guided her personally to acquire that World Ring. The impacts of her Battle Techniques, optimal timing for unleashing their full might, strategies to merge them against fellow Battle Masters—I instructed her step by step!"

Feng Wuyu: "..."

He glanced at Li Qingran, who gazed innocently at the ceiling overhead, and let out a sigh, "Li Qingran, could you manifest your first World Ring, please?"

At those words, Li Qingran showed no opposition. She promptly invoked her first World Ring. A rich purple glow expanded across the office, causing the female instructor's features to slowly harden.

She wasn't foolish. She dismissed any notion of this being Li Qingran's third World Ring. Even those with basic insight could discern it as the primary one, positioned at the core layer.

"Li Qingran, you... what's going on here..."

Confusion overwhelmed her.

Only the day before, she had provided Li Qingran with additional one-on-one guidance. Back then, Li Qingran's first World Ring had remained yellow!

How had it leaped to purple after merely one unsupervised evening? She'd never encountered tales of a World Ring advancing its tier simply through rest!

If such a feat existed, she'd choose slumber daily, dozing until the world faded away!

"Li Qingran, I hold no suspicions of forbidden methods on your part."

Observing the female instructor's reaction, Feng Wuyu realized this teacher was equally in the dark, utterly unaware.

Thus, he directed his attention chiefly toward Li Qingran, leading her gently, "However, as the academy's leader, I require thorough insight into any peculiar student developments."

"So, the Dean simply seeks the reason behind my World Ring and Battle Technique alterations?"

Li Qingran fluttered her wide eyes, her demeanor as meek as a bunny pilfering vegetables.

This sight even stirred a twinge of remorse in Feng Wuyu, making him question his sternness.

"Indeed." He affirmed with a nod, "Should the approach yielding these gains prove benign, it's a positive outcome.

Should issues lurk within that approach, early detection and intervention allow for full recovery.

You're youthful yet, lacking full comprehension. The Canglan World spans immensely with abundant treasures, yet it harbors numerous prohibitions that we human Battle Masters dare not breach.

For the most straightforward illustration—have you heard of Evil Gods? Succumbing to an Evil God's allure might grant swift, potent surges in strength, but ultimately, those Battle Masters serve as sustenance for the deities."

Li Qingran's female instructor paled in alarm. She clasped Li Qingran's hand tightly, her visage etched with concern, "Qingran, speak honestly. The Dean means you no ill. Windfalls don't drop unbidden..."

Li Qingran mused inwardly that windfalls truly avoid the skies.

Yet her husband's arms brimmed with them, hers to savor freely.

"In truth, there's little secrecy here. I merely dreamed, and upon waking, I was transformed thus."

"A dream?" Noting the sincerity in Li Qingran's gaze, Feng Wuyu creased his brow, "Describe this dream."

"I envisioned a striking figure in dark attire, wielding a blade. His lengthy white locks cascaded freely. His presence evoked deep familiarity, his tone exceptionally tender. Proximity to him felt like basking in soothing rays, instilling profound safety, hehe..."

With these words, Li Qingran's delicate cheeks bloomed crimson, her eyes brimming with yearning, a smitten grin adorning her lips.

The female instructor watched this display in astonishment.

She recognized Li Qingran as the academy's esteemed icy beauty. What individual could elicit such a visage from her?

Not even she, Li Qingran's guide, had witnessed it previously!

"Ahem, was that your sire?" Feng Wuyu's lips quirked faintly.

"Impossible!" Li Qingran puffed her cheeks, "Absolutely not my father, but undoubtedly a vital figure in my life. He gifted me the World Ring. He urged swift absorption to amplify my power.

I deemed it mere reverie at first, yet upon rousing, the World Ring lay beneath my pillow."

All Li Qingran uttered rang true; she merely concealed Chen Huaian's name.

Feng Wuyu, being a Battle Saint after all, discerned truth from falsehood effortlessly.

Precisely because he recognized her candor did bewilderment and disquiet swell within him.

Gifting a World Ring via dream?

A World Ring absorbable without delay, devoid of drawbacks, capable even of supplanting Battle Techniques...

This resembled the fabled divine endowment of a World Ring?

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