Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 845: This is the Gods' Appreciation

"Li Qingran, have you shared this with anybody else?"

After a quick moment of reflection, Feng Wuyu immediately understood the gravity of the matter.

Should Li Qingran really own a World Ring granted by a god, it would signify that a deity had set eyes on her.

Having a deity see her as an heir held much greater importance than being called a 'super genius.'

In the end, regardless of one's talent, even reaching the pinnacle as a 99th-level supreme Battle Master, they remained nothing but insignificant insects to the deities, and might not gain even a glance from a god.

Lacking a deity's approval, a person wouldn't qualify for any divine trial.

Without deities willing to bestow their powers, no genius could ascend to godhood, except by slaying the deity tied to the power they sought.

That was nothing more than a foolish fantasy.

Based on Li Qingran's account, the figure in black clothes wielding a sword was undoubtedly a deity, and this god evidently held Li Qingran in high regard.

Usually, even if a deity noticed a particular Battle Master, they wouldn't meddle in their development stage. They would just observe as the individual endured or fell by their own merits, until they grew capable of facing the god's test.

Yet Li Qingran was merely at the Battle Venerable level now, but the deity was already supplying her with multiple boosts. This obviously showed no plans for additional trials; they had chosen Li Qingran as their successor outright.

It all added up when considered. After all, Li Qingran's Tool Battle Soul was incredibly scarce; none like it existed anywhere else on the continent.

And from the visions in Li Qingran's dreams, that deity's Tool Battle Soul matched hers exactly in type.

No telling how many ages that god had lingered, how desperately they had hunted, for an heir.

With Li Qingran finally emerging, how could they not shield her carefully?

A shiver crept up Feng Wuyu's back.

Expressed that way, provided Li Qingran matured, she was bound to rise as a deity someday!

The idea that this young woman in front of him, with her wide innocent eyes blinking away, was destined for divinity struck Feng Wuyu as strangely mismatched, yet it stirred even greater thrill within him.

For Li Qingran was part of their Battle Soul Hall!

Someone of her caliber would surely propel the Pope's ambitions forward in the years ahead!

It felt essential to inform Her Holiness the Pope about this.

"No," Li Qingran shook her head. "Only you know. I got up this morning and went straight to the competition. I didn't meet anyone else in between."

"Good, good, good!" Feng Wuyu felt immense relief and solemnly advised, "You must never mention this at all. Keep the truth about the dream-given World Ring locked away deep inside. If someone questions your World Ring, just stay silent, or claim it came from sacrificing a World Beast. Got it?"

"Got it," Li Qingran nodded compliantly.

Observing how obedient Li Qingran appeared, Feng Wuyu couldn't help but think of his own granddaughter. He grinned and extended a hand to stroke her hair.

But right then, a sudden, piercing wave of murderous intent and crushing pressure swept through briefly.

Feng Wuyu's hand snapped back like it had been burned.

He furrowed his brow, dismissing it as a trick of the mind.

He tried extending it once more. The intent surged again.

He withdrew. It faded.

Extended. It surged.

Withdrew. It faded.

At last, he scratched his nose and ceased the attempt.

In his mind, he mused, *This god who cherishes Li Qingran is awfully jealous, not allowing even a simple pat on the head.*

"You only possess one World Ring at the moment, correct? Soon, I'll escort you myself to pursue World Beasts," Feng Wuyu declared seriously. "With your solid foundation already, you need to exercise extra caution when selecting future World Beasts and World Rings. Don't accept just anything."

"No need," Li Qingran blinked her eyes. "I possess other World Rings as well."

Feng Wuyu paused in surprise, then quickly comprehended. "I understand. That one merely enhanced your initial World Ring, leaving the other two untouched, right? That works out. Rest assured, it will surely improve your remaining two World Rings down the line."

"Well... um..." Li Qingran faltered, tempted to explain further.

Yet worried about alarming the Dean, she chose to hold her tongue in the end.

One purple World Ring had already led the Dean to regard her Master as a deity. If she revealed two black World Rings... wouldn't he elevate her Master to a God King in his eyes?

Concerning the need to display the other two World Rings in the later competition, that couldn't be helped. She could address it when the time came.

If possible to hide them, it was absolutely preferable.

"Very well, Li Qingran, I summoned you here today just to get a clear picture of things, that's all," Feng Wuyu breathed a sigh of ease. "Now that we've clarified it, you may resume readying yourself for the next rounds. Regarding the arena battles... make sure to take adequate rest."

"Alright, Dean. May I leave now?"

Li Qingran rose to her feet. Noting Feng Wuyu's nod, she skipped lightly out of the office.

"Ah, the energy of youth..." Gazing at Li Qingran's departing form, Feng Wuyu murmured with a touch of envy.

Naturally, even finer was her divine patronage.

Why hadn't such fortune come his way?

Sigh.

"Um, Dean, if there's nothing more, I'll head out as well..."

The day's events had overwhelmed her, shattering her previous understanding of the world. The female instructor remained a bit stunned, her words coming out slightly muddled.

Feng Wuyu shot her a sidelong look. "You won't breathe a word of this, will you?"

"Absolutely not," the female instructor promised fervently.

She grasped full well the implications of Li Qingran's circumstances.

Should this news escape, killers dispatched by rival empires could target Li Qingran in her vulnerable early phase. Even with guardians sent to watch over her, total safety wasn't assured.

The wisest course was to ensure this secret perished within these office confines today.

...

The female instructor departed.

This teacher had instructed at the Battle Soul Academy for numerous years, and her reliability was beyond doubt.

Feng Wuyu had briefly pondered employing certain precautions, but upon reflection, he abandoned the notion.

"A divine successor like this... I have to inform Pope Bixixi of it, learn her position..." Feng Wuyu whispered to himself, his form merging into a swirling gust of invisibility and disappearing from the office.

...

Heading back from the office.

Li Qingran unexpectedly encountered Su Luyao emerging from the infirmary area.

Su Luyao's wounds appeared largely healed.

The arena fights were designed to halt upon victory. If Li Qingran hadn't supported Su Luyao as she retracted her sword at the close, Su Luyao would have suffered a harsh tumble from the platform.

Now, the young woman seemed utterly unkempt. Clear kiss marks marred her face and throat, her color was ashen, tears lingered by her eyes, and she moved with haste.

Li Qingran couldn't recall any point when she had crossed Su Luyao.

She barely knew Su Luyao's name. Prior to today's bout, she hadn't the faintest idea of Su Luyao's appearance.

What had sparked this unwarranted animosity from the girl?

Li Qingran found it baffling, but with such individuals, she chose to steer clear.

Thus, she acted as if she hadn't noticed Su Luyao, veering off to circle back to the dormitory.

Yet as she pivoted, Su Luyao's voice rang out.

"Li Qingran, you, halt right there!"

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