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

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Li Qingran's instructor held the rank of a 27th-level Grand Battle Master.

Even though her power might not rival that of numerous pupils anymore, her dedication to instruction stood out, as she always viewed matters from the learners' angle and refrained from flattering or biasing against any due to varying origins, earning deep admiration from Li Qingran and her fellow students alike.

Still, a call from the Vice Dean represented a significant occurrence.

The woman instructor repeatedly pondered if she had committed some error; why else would the Vice Dean abruptly seek an audience with someone as insignificant as herself?

Meanwhile, Li Qingran offered reassurance throughout their journey.

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"Dean, you... what matter required my presence?"

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

Li Qingran and the woman instructor positioned themselves opposite him, maintaining upright and compliant postures, resembling schoolchildren during a lesson.

"One among you has spent a decade at this institution, the other mere months. You're both well-versed in the academy's guidelines." Feng Wuyu spoke gravely, "Our foremost duty remains the welfare of the students. As educators, we don't just impart wisdom and bolster their abilities, but also refine their insight and morals.

We have to shield them from rash ventures for mere might, or from bearing undue costs.

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

The woman instructor sat up straighter and nodded vigorously.

Observing this, Li Qingran promptly aligned her posture, her face solemn, "Dean, I grasp it fully!"

"Excellent!" With the atmosphere established, Feng Wuyu delved into the core issue, "Li Qingran, the technique you employed earlier was truly your Initial Battle Technique, correct?

Yet I recall your former Initial Battle Technique differed from today's display. Moreover, your primary World Ring was once a yellow one. Precisely when did it shift to purple?"

These remarks left Li Qingran composed, while the adjacent woman instructor gaped in astonishment at Feng Wuyu, "Dean, you... what exactly do you mean?"

She had missed Li Qingran's prior bout, and the assessments from the day before awaited marking.

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

In these circumstances, was it possible... that he had lost his senses?

"What's that expression for?" Feng Wuyu grew somewhat irritated, "Are you unaware of your pupil's circumstances?"

"I am aware." The woman instructor replied sincerely, "Qingran ranks as my most cherished pupil; I know her thoroughly. I guided her personally to acquire that World Ring. The impacts of her Battle Techniques, optimal timing for deployment to unleash peak force, methods to merge them against rival Battle Masters—I instructed every detail myself!"

Feng Wuyu: "..."

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

At these words, Li Qingran showed no reluctance. She promptly summoned her primary World Ring. A profound purple glow permeated the office, slowly freezing the woman instructor's features.

Far from foolish, she dismissed any notion of this being Li Qingran's tertiary World Ring. Even novices with some knowledge could discern this as the initial one, positioned deepest within.

"Li Qingran, you... how did this happen..."

Confusion overwhelmed her.

Only the previous day, she had provided Li Qingran with additional one-on-one sessions. Back then, the primary World Ring remained yellow!

How, in merely one unsupervised night, had it transformed into a purple World Ring? Never had she encountered tales of a World Ring elevating its tier through mere rest!

Were such feats achievable, she would choose slumber daily, until the world faded into obscurity!

"Li Qingran, I harbor no accusations of forbidden practices against you."

Noting the woman instructor's bewilderment, Feng Wuyu realized this guide remained entirely in the dark.

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

"So, the Dean merely seeks the reason behind my World Ring and Battle Technique's alteration?"

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

This sight stirred a twinge of remorse in Feng Wuyu, questioning his sternness.

"Indeed." He affirmed with a nod, "Should the means of your advancement prove benign, it bodes well.

If flaws exist in that approach, early detection and intervention allow for full correction.

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

For the most straightforward illustration—have you heard of Evil Gods? Succumbing to an Evil God's lure yields rapid, potent gains, yet ultimately, devotees turn into sustenance for those entities."

Li Qingran's woman instructor paled in alarm. She clasped Li Qingran's hand tightly, her visage etched with concern, "Qingran, speak honestly. The Dean intends no harm. Windfalls don't descend unbidden..."

Internally, Li Qingran mused that windfalls truly avoid the skies' descent.

Yet her spouse's hold brimmed with such delights, hers to savor freely.

"Truthfully, nothing forbids disclosure. I simply dreamed, and awoke in this state."

"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 long white locks cascaded gracefully. An aura of deep familiarity enveloped him, his tone supremely tender. Proximity to him resembled basking in soothing rays, instilling profound safety, hehe..."

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

The woman instructor beheld this display in stunned silence.

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

Not even as her instructor had she witnessed it!

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

"Impossible!" Li Qingran sulked, "Utterly unlike my father, but indubitably a vital presence in my life. He bestowed this World Ring upon me. He urged swift assimilation to amplify my power.

I deemed it mere reverie, yet upon rising, the World Ring lay beneath my cushion."

Every detail Li Qingran uttered rang true; she merely concealed Chen Huaian's essence.

Feng Wuyu, as a Battle Saint, discerned veracity instantly.

Exactly because of her honesty did greater bewilderment and disquiet stir within him.

Gifting a World Ring via dream?

And one amenable to immediate uptake, devoid of drawbacks, capable even of supplanting Battle Techniques...

This evoked whispers of the fabled divine-granted World Ring?

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