《Global Awakening: I Got A SSS-level Library System》


 Chapter 1: The Intern Teacher Awaiting His First Student

    <h4>Chapter 1: The Intern Teacher Awaiting His First Student</h4>


    Within the vibrant recruitment fair of Santania School, where departments were eagerly seeking new talents for the year ahead, there was a solitary table, an anomaly amidst the thriving energy, located inconspicuously in a corner. On it, a in card boldly stated, "Omni-ss¡ªFor Geniuses Only."


    Alex Watson, donning simple yet pristine clothes, his short ck hair framing a face of serene indifference to the bustling world around him, was engrossed in writing something. His youthful look and calm aura captivated the curiosity of several freshmen.


    "Look at that senior; he''s got style. What ss is he from?"


    "Omni-ss?! Wow, that''s got to be the cr¨¨me de cr¨¨me, right? The stuff of legends?"


    "I''d love to have sses with him."


    While the new students murmured their admiration from a distance, it didn''t take long for older students to correct their misconceptions:


    "Girls, you''re quite off the mark. That''s not a senior; that''s teacher Alex Watson!"


    "A teacher?! Really? That''s awesome!"


    Their astonishment was palpable. To be so young and already a teacher, Alex had to be a prodigy. Yet, their senior counterparts couldn''t help butugh.


    "Impressive? Hardly. Two years back, Alex Watson himself was a freshman. However, at the awakening ceremony, he was assigned a novel profession: ''teacher.'' Such an anomaly had never before been encountered by the academy. Yielding to Alex'' insistence, they allowed him to take on the role of an intern teacher. Everyone thought he''d settle into a quiet role as an assistant.


    "Yet, Alex had lofty ambitions. He dered he''d only ept a genius as his student, thus far leading a solo campaign. Without having conducted a single ss and remaining at level 1, his dream of educating a genius is franklyughable. Joining his ss? You might as well kiss your future goodbye. Better to sign up with Oscar Mills in Warrior ss A."


    As the seniors painted a graphic picture, the enthusiasm of the new students quickly diminished, and they followed the seniors to register for other sses.


    The morning passed, and Alex'' desk remained untouched, attracting no prospects.


    Alex overheard every word but chose to ignore it, perhaps now immune to such skepticism.


    He nced at the midday sun, set his pen aside, and with a swipe across his brow, let out a resigned sigh. Without a student this year, his tenure at the academy would surely end.


    Possessing an unparalleled SSS-tier profession yet without a tform to showcase it was indeed the irony of his transmigration.


    ...


    Two years prior, Alex Watson found himself in this world, a freshman with promise. His awakening ceremony was nothing short of legendary, instantly earning him the spotlight for awakening an unprecedented profession.


    The Profession Encyclopedia, penned by humans, aims to catalog the myriad of vocations discovered over centuries.


    Yet, it doesn''t im to be exhaustive. Professions without precedent,cking in documentation and ssification, remain enigmatic.


    Alex, however, was acutely aware of the immense power vested in his newfound SSS-tier profession, its three extraordinary abilities a testament to its unparalleled potential.


    ¡¸The Profession of Teaching¡¹


    ¡¸Divine Library ess¡¹: Embarking on the teaching path bestows you with an internal Divine Library, offering insight into the unseen aspects of beings and objects alike¡ªstrengths, vulnerabilities, and more¡ªalongside the capacity to mend these vulnerabilities.


    ¡¸Mentorship Legacy¡¹: As a mentor, you''re entitled to guide a number of disciples (this capacity expands with your level), with the mentor-disciple bond allowing for the monitoring of disciple loyalty.


    ¡¸Knowledge Transfer¡¹: True to the essence of teaching, you''re tasked with the enlightenment and development of your disciples. Teaching skills or bestowing gifts can unexpectedly yield extra rewards through a probabilistic return system.


    This delineates a genuine vocation. Any student fortunate enough to be Alex Watson''s disciple is assured of his all-epassing guidance, significantly enhancing their prospects of achieving greatness.


    The principal constraint is the limit on the number of disciples.


    Since his awakening to this new role, Alex has not led a single ss nor embarked on any mystical quests, remaining at level one.


    He is restricted to only one disciple until reaching level 10, setting his expectations unyieldingly high, reserving this exclusive opportunity for only the most extraordinary minds.


    Yet, from the perspective of his peers, Alex appears no different from any other freshman,cking in both experience and power.


    "A great mentor fosters great talents," as the adage goes.


    Considering the gravity of their future paths, it''s unsurprising that students, irrespective of their potential, hesitate to ce their trust in Alex.


    They prefer the prospect of learning under the tutge of established educators over jeopardizing their futures in Alex'' unproven ss.


    Consequently, Alex has not seeded in recruiting a single disciple over two years.


    Following a final warning from the dean yesterday, Alex faces a stark reality.


    What merit does a novel profession hold if it yields no tangible benefits? Without distinction from the average individual, its value diminishes.


    Failure to attract students this year spells the end of his tenure as a teacher.


    Faced with no alternative, Alex reluctantly withdrew his initial demand, drafting a new, more inclusive invitation.


    "Omni-ss¡ªOpen to All (One Slot Avable)"


    This adjustment incited a mix of mockery and whispers among his fellow educators, previously watchful of his high standards.


    His insistence on exclusivity had made him the subject of ridicule, now perceived as a clown by the faculty.


    However, given his impending dismissal, no one feltpelled to confront him directly.


    Alex preferred solitude.


    As the morning neared its close, a disturbance emerged from a distant corner of the fair.


    "Wendy Queen, could you not bother us? Our ss has made it clear; you''re not wee. Do words mean nothing to you?"


    The sudden uproar captured everyone''s attention, Alex'' included.

 Chapter 2: Two Fool: The Mentor at the Bottom Teaches the Student at the Bottom!

    <h4>Chapter 2: Two Fool: The Mentor at the Bottom Teaches the Student at the Bottom!</h4>


    For two years, Alex Watson hadn''t managed to recruit a single student, yet he was somewhat aware of Wendy Queen''s notoriety. Like him, she joined the academy at the same time and has remained steadfastly at level 1, solidifying her status as the academy''s least aplished student¡ªa fact that resonated with his own circumstances.


    "Did you just wreck havoc in Warrior ss Gst year and now you''re setting your sights on our Warrior ss H? Letting a failure like you in would surely drag our ss average down to the very bottom. No teacher in this academy would willingly take on a student like you. Perhaps it''s best that you consider dropping out and joining the frontline as expendable fodder."


    Standing in front of Warrior ss H''s recruitment booth, a senior student was viciously chastising a delicate-looking girl, making her face turn beet red as she kept her head low, continuously murmuring apologies.


    Despite her apologies, the senior showed no signs of relenting, even throwing a mocking nce at Alex Watson and loudly jeering, "Of course, a ''genius'' like you is beyond the capabilities of our mere mortal sses. But Teacher Alex Watson of the Omni-ss? He''s on the lookout for geniuses, after all!"


    The crowd around burst intoughter at this suggestion. Wendy Queen joining Alex Watson''s ss seemed predestined¡ªa teacher and student duo, both stuck at level 1 for two years. Truly, both are fools!


    Amidst her apologies, Wendy caught this taunt and shuddered, instinctively turning to gaze across the recruitment fair at Alex Watson, who returned her look, having overheard every insult.


    Witnessing the crowd''s relentless mockery contrasted with Alex'' serene, unprejudiced demeanor, Wendy shut her eyes, took a deep breath, and made her way over to Alex'' Omni-ss booth.


    This action left everyone present wide-eyed and incredulous. Could she truly be considering joining Alex Watson''s ss? And then, the unimaginable urred.


    "Mr. Watson, is it possible for me to join your Omni-ss for my studies?" Wendy''s voice carried a mix of defiance and hope, despite the evident flush of embarrassment on her cheeks.


    Alex, slightly taken aback, opened his eyes a bit wider. After a brief pause, his face broke into a warm smile. He removed the existing sign from his desk and reced it with a new one:


    "Omni-ss¡ªNo More Vacancies This Year."


    "Wee aboard, Wendy Queen," he dered, provoking a wave of astonishment among the onlookers. Wendy herself seemed momentarily dazed, hardly believing she had been epted into Alex'' Omni-ss after facing rejection so frequently.


    Confusion painted Wendy''s features, but Alex Watson''s vision was clearer than ever. The ¡¸Mentorship Legacy¡¹ feature was already in effect. Above Wendy''s head appeared a loyalty value visible only to Alex.


    ¡¸Wendy Queen Loyalty: 60¡¹


    "60, eh..." Alex silently contemted. The figure was neither particrly high nor low, aligning with his initial assumptions.


    Considering theck of prior acquaintance between Wendy and himself, coupled with this being their first real conversation, it was natural for her starting loyalty to not be sky-high.


    Yet, to Alex, the exact figure wasn''t paramount. Loyalty didn''t directly contribute to his sess. By diligently mentoring Wendy and aiding her progress, he anticipated this number would steadily increase.


    His immediate concern was to thoroughly evaluate Wendy''s capabilities, pinpoint her weaknesses and strengths, and devise a n to bolster her growth. Only through such efforts could Alex reap rewards and solidify his standing within the academy.


    As Alex prepared to escort Wendy away from the crowd, a formidable procession approached them.


    "Mr. Watson, I must congratte you on your inaugural disciple acquisition," announced the procession''s leader, Oscar Mills, the renowned teacher of Warrior ss A.


    Esteemed within Santania School, Oscar boasted a plethora of disciples and a record of highest ss averages. His only dip in ranking urred two years ago due to an ill-fated decision to ept Wendy. Oscar had harbored resentment towards her ever since.


    Moreover, Alex'' persistent im of seeking only geniuses had irked Oscar. Weren''t all geniuses supposed to flock to the prestigious Warrior ss A?


    What business did Alex have challenging him for students? Now, with Alex and Wendy¡ªtwo of Oscar''s least favored individuals¡ªjoining forces, he couldn''t pass up the chance to stir the pot.


    Confronted with Oscar Mills'' feignedpliments, Alex Watson found it impossible to feel any real warmth towards him. Still, he knew the importance of keeping up appearances. "Ah, Mr. Mills, you''re too kind. I owe it to the support from all our esteemed colleagues that I''ve been able to secure such a promising student. My thanks to you all. Now, if you''ll excuse me, there are pressing matters requiring my attention in ss."


    Oscar almost let out a chuckle at that statement. Pressing ss matters? With only a single student, who just so happens to rank at the very bottom, what could possibly be so urgent?


    But, maintaining hisposure in front of the faculty and student body, Oscar decided to y along, suggesting with a seemingly yful grin, "With the recruitment fair heralding the new academic year for Santania School, and Mr. Watson acquiring his first disciple, today indeed calls for celebration. It would surely be a missed opportunity not to add a bit of excitement with a friendlypetition, wouldn''t you agree?"


    Alex, momentarily pausing his departure, queried with a smile, "What sort ofpetition did you have in mind, Mr. Mills?"


    Oscar responded, "Something straightforward. The essence of our academy ispetition¡ªstudents strive for academic excellence while teachers vie in pedagogical prowess. In line with Santania School tradition, after the conclusion of each recruitment fair, we venture into a beginner-level secret realm a weekter as a test of our students'' talents and effort. How about we make this our contest? Naturally, we won''tpare total ss scores but rather the average score to keep it fair for both parties."


    Oscarid a particr emphasis on "fair," but Alex merely scoffed at the notion internally. This was clearly Oscar banking on Wendy Queen''s status as the ss underperformer to secure an easy victory.


    Upon hearing this proposal, Wendy''splexion turned ghostly white, her mind racing with memories of previous humiliating ventures into the secret realms, yielding nothing but failure. She silently hoped Alex would decline the challenge.


    Yet, after reviewing Wendy''sprehensive profile, Alex simply smiled, epting, "Fine, I agree. However, Mr. Mills, you mentioned adding an extra element to our wager. What stakes do you propose for our sses?"


    The surrounding crowd gasped in astonishment. Alex was willing to ept a challenge that seemed impossible to win?

 Chapter 3: After A Gamble Bold, Loyalty Plummets to Twenty-Five!

    <h4>Chapter 3: After A Gamble Bold, Loyalty Plummets to Twenty-Five!</h4>


    Everyone, including Wendy Queen, deemed Alex Watson''s decision as utterly reckless. Wendy, already trembling, now seemed to shrink even smaller, if possible.


    Yet, Alex could distinctly observe the shift in the digits floating above Wendy''s head.


    ¡¸Wendy Queen Loyalty: 55¡¹


    A swift fall of 5 points! Alex sighed internally. Wendy''sck of self-assurance was apparent. Or, perhaps... she was entirely unaware of the vast potential residing within her!


    Oscar Mills, momentarily taken aback by Alex'' agreement, had initially expected Alex to deflect the challenge with excuses, withdrawing from the recruitment fair in embarrassment.


    A defeated dog should look the part, after all!


    But Alex'' bold eptance caught him off guard. In Oscar''s eyes, Alex'' decision bordered on lunacy. Yet, Oscar was not about to let Alex'' "misstep" pass without exploitation.


    He had long harbored intentions to obliterate the "Omni-ss" from Santania School''s roster.


    After pondering briefly, Oscar suggested with a smirk, "Let''s do this: If Mr. Watson''s Omni-ss wins this contest, he can freely choose any student from Warrior ss A, bypassing me entirely. Should Warrior ss A emerge victorious...," he paused, feigning concern before continuing with a humble smile, "I wouldn''t want to impose too harshly. So, I''ll offer you two options. One, Wendy Queen joins Warrior ss A under my guidance. Or two, Mr. Watson could assist in Warrior ss A, given my overwhelming student load. Naturally, choosing both is permissible."


    Oscar gestured towards the back of his head, portraying himself as making a significant concession. To the onlookers, it appeared Warrior ss A''s victory wouldn''t significantly benefit them, inadvertently seeming to aid Alex and Wendy.


    Yet, on closer scrutiny, both options wereced with malice. Opting for the first would result in Wendy''s transfer to Warrior ss A, stripping Alex of his only student, leading to his dismissal and expulsion from the school.


    The second option, beyond leaving Wendy ssless and facing expulsion, would position Alex in a subservient role within Warrior ss A, where Oscar would hardly make his tenure pleasant and could dismiss him at whim, effectively dissolving the Omni-ss.


    The essence of both choices would lead to the expulsion of both Alex Watson and Wendy Queen. Alex, fully aware of the stakes, merely smiled in response, "Well, since Mr. Mills proposes such terms, let''s proceed ordingly."


    He then turned, escorting Wendy away from the scene. Instantaneously, the crowd converged around Oscar, showering him with adtions. "Truly noble of Mr. Mills. Mr. Watson stands to lose nothing from this arrangement."


    "On the surface, it looked like just a bet, but in reality, it was a way of showing care. Mr. Mills'' generosity knows no bounds."


    "Without Mr. Mills'' shelter, Alex Watson''s days at the academy were numbered. The backstory is surprisingly touching."


    Surrounded by the adoringments from his peers and teachers, Alex Watson could only muster a forced smile, saying, "You guys should really stop making fun of me."


    Yet internally, he was brimming with disdain.


    "Will this be the end of you, Alex Watson?"


    ...


    In the Omni-ss


    In the spacious ssroom, only Alex Watson and Wendy Queen were present, casting a stark, almost deste air around them.


    Embarrassment painted Wendy Queen''s face, still caught in the aftermath of their wager, her attention scattered.


    Alex Watson, in contrast, sat quietly at the front, busily scribbling away.


    The ssroom was filled with the soft sounds of writing, an almostforting background noise that only seemed to intensify Wendy Queen''s difort.


    Time dragged on until Wendy Queen, mustering up her courage, timidly said, "Mr. Watson,I''m not feeling too well; I think I need to rest a bit."


    Her voice faded to a whisper by the end of her sentence.


    Without even ncing up, Alex Watson softly replied, "Just a minute more."


    With the conversation at a standstill, Wendy Queen sat back down, resigned to wait out thest minute before she could escape to the solitude of the practice room.


    This solitary practice was, after all, her initial reason for joining the Omni-ss.


    Despite her struggles, Wendy Queen was no fool.


    A trainee teacher, hardly recognized by anyone at the academy, couldn''t possibly offer her much in terms of learning.


    She figured it was better to push herself for another year, hoping for a breakthrough, rather than take her chances with whatever Mr. Watson could offer. After all, it beat being expelled.


    Wendy Queen had never really nned to take her studies under Alex Watson seriously.


    And Alex Watson was painfully aware of this.


    As the minute finally passed and Alex Watson looked up, Wendy Queen''s loyalty had plummeted to 25 points.


    Clearly, everything Alex Watson had done up to this point had only served to lower Wendy Queen''s opinion of him.


    From epting Oscar Mills'' challenge to now, just wasting Wendy Queen''s time, it was all a series of deductions in her eyes.


    Yet, seeing Wendy Queen so burdened, Alex Watson didn''t react with frustration but offered a reassuring smile, "Take this piece of paper on the podium; it outlines a practice regimen. Just follow it during your daily training."


    He left the ssroom without waiting for her reply, leaving Wendy Queen in a state of confusion.


    So, the notes Mr. Watson had been working on were meant as guidance for her practice?


    But quickly, Wendy Queen''s optimism faded to skepticism.


    Without even bothering to inquire about her current situation or the specific techniques she was working on, how could Mr. Watson''s advice possibly be of any value?


    With a heavy heart, Wendy Queen sighed. In the end, it was up to her to make the difference.


    She picked up the piece of paper from the podium without so much as a nce and tucked it away, then headed for the practice room.


    It wasn''t that she was considering Mr. Watson''s suggestions; she simply didn''t want any bad blood between them should he notice the paper untouched upon his return.


    Even if she was to be transferred to Mr. Mills'' ss after a week, they''d still have to coexist till then.


    Wendy Queen preferred to avoid unnecessary conflicts.


    She soon found herself in her usual spot in the practice room, embarking on the familiar routine she had maintained for two years, feeling ever so close to a breakthrough. Maybe, just maybe, she could advance her skill level in the next seven days.


    Meanwhile, Alex Watson, alone in his office, gazed at a book with no words, a look of mild concern etched on his face.


    "Wendy Queen is still practicing incorrectly. She hasn''t considered the training advice I offered. This way, she''s on a path to potentially harming herself."

 Chapter 4: Wendy Queen’s Road to Redemption

    <h4>Chapter 4: Wendy Queen''s Road to Redemption</h4>


    Alex Watson''s office was a small, cozy space, just the right size for him alone. He cherished the solitude it offered, a ce where he wasn''t disturbed.


    Anyone else sharing the space might have thought Alex was out of his mind, especially when they saw him poring over a nk, white book. To an outsider, the pages were empty, but for Alex, they were filled with content visible only to his eyes.


    <strong><i>Profile: Wendy Queen</i></strong>


    "Wendy Queen, age 18. Chosen Path: Blesser, Level 1. Primary Skill: Divine Light Mastery, Progress: Stage One. "Shy and insecure, struggles with social interactions, prone to overthinking and intense inner conflict. Yet, beneath it all, she possesses a resilience and determination that cannot be broken..."


    This book wasn''t just a simple profile; it was a real-time update on Wendy''s skills, emotions, and even her physiological and energetic states.


    It detailed her inner workings, from her energy pathways and vital points to the core of her being, making everything transparent to Alex at a mere thought.


    At that moment, Alex could see a faint light within Wendy''s core, striving towards a crucial energy point with relentless determination. He let out a soft sigh.


    ording to conventional wisdom, the first step for someone on the path of the Blessers should be to cleanse their energy pathways with divine light, transforming their physical essence into one that''s in harmony with divine energies.


    This process would theoretically make wielding the Divine Light Mastery skill almost second nature, equipping them to handle a myriad of situations with grace.


    But textbooks are written based on the majority''s experience, not ounting for unique cases like Wendy.


    Her constitution was special, multifaceted, making the traditional path of transformation not only unsuitable but potentially disastrous. Her struggle to advance wasn''t just a stagnation¡ªit was a fundamental misalignment with her true nature.


    Had Wendy''s efforts been futile, it would have been one thing. But sess in her forced transformation would have spelled irreversible damage. She would have been locked in a state of no progression, her potential squandered, and her future bleak.


    Watching the light inside Wendy sh against her energy point time and again, only to be repelled, Alex knew something had to change.


    Alex sighed, a gesture of surrender, as he closed the mysterious book.


    At the brink of crisis, the line between those who choose to save themselves and those who refuse bes starkly clear.


    He had extended a hand of aid, but if she chose not to grasp it, then she was beyond anyone''s help.


    Cultivation is a path often devoid of excitement, where time slips away unnoticed.


    As the day gave way to evening, and shadows grew longer, the training room emptied, leaving Wendy Queen alone in her corner, defiantly persevering in her practice.


    Seated in meditation, her forehead glistened with sweat, a testament to her intense focus. Inside, a soft glowunched yet another assault towards her core, only to bring a grimace of pain to her face.


    Cleansing one''s meridians and marrow is an arduous task, one that most would find intolerable.


    And yet, Wendy had been enduring this regimen for two full years. Each failure left her feeling deted, copsing in the emptiness of the training room, her heavy breaths the only sound in the quietude.


    Looking up, her eyes reflected a spark of unwillingness to ept defeat.


    Yet another setback. Why must she fail again and again? Was she truly doomed to be unsuitable for cultivation, destined to be mere expendable fodder at the war front? Could this really be her fate?


    Why...


    Tears broke free, but Wendy quickly covered her mouth, muffling her sobs. Already the subject of ridicule, she refused to give others more reason tough. Adulthood''s saddest moments are perhaps those when one must cry in silence.


    Gradually, Wendy''s turmoil subsided. Reaching into her pocket for a handkerchief to wipe away her sweat, her fingers instead brushed against a stiff piece of paper.


    Unfolding it, she recognized the note from Mr. Watson earlier that day. A sudden, irrational hope sprouted within her: What if his advice held some merit?


    Her heart racing, Wendy unfolded the paper. Desperation can make the faintest hopes seem like lifelines, especially when there are no alternatives.


    Reading Alex'' precise script, Wendy transitioned from confusion to disbelief, and finally to a sense of betrayal. "Mr. Watson is leading students astray. It''smon knowledge that mastering the Divine Light Mastery requires transforming one''s body through cleansing into a vessel of divine light. Yet he suggests this method is backwards, that the divine light shouldn''t permeate the whole body but rather be concentrated in a single point. How absurd is that?!"


    With that thought, Wendy pocketed the note, her eyes closing in despair. She couldn''t help but mock her fleeting trust in an intern teacher who had spoken to her only briefly. Was she losing her mind?


    But as Wendy was about to push these thoughts aside and return to her relentless training, she paused abruptly. "Hold on! I''ve only spoken to him twice, yet how did he know I was practicing the Divine Light Mastery..." This revtion widened her eyes in panic, prompting her to feverishly review the note''s contents again and again.


    Though she initially scoffed at the "misguided advice" scribbled on the paper, a seed of doubt took root in Wendy''s heart.


    Such a cultivation method was unheard of, absent from any textbook she had ever studied.


    Venturing into such unknown territory carried risks of severe consequences, including losing one''s way entirely. The risk was monumental.


    But then again... Without any sign of progress, was she not already on a path to a grim destiny as mere fodder?


    Wrestling with her thoughts time and again, Wendy finally let go of the paper. Faced with a seemingly inevitable end, why not roll the dice?


    Determined, Wendy positioned herself once more in the corner, ready to try this unconventional approach.


    "Focus the light to a pinpoint, anchor the energy deep within the core. Harness resilience, gather without dispersing." Whispering Alex Watson''s cryptic guidance, Wendy found her turmoil subsiding.


    She dedicated herself to this novel practice all through the night. Upon opening her eyes, realization hit her like a bolt of lightning. "Oh no, I''mte!"

 Chapter 5: Silence Broken, A Breakthrough at Dawn!

    <h4>Chapter 5: Silence Broken, A Breakthrough at Dawn!</h4>


    As the serene morning melodies of Santania School filled the air, Wendy rushed out of the training room, only toe face-to-face with the entirety of Warrior ss A. Both sides paused, caught off guard. The sudden crowd made Wendy''s heart leap, her cheeks ming with an instant blush.


    Her nights were often spent in solitude, practicing till dawn in the training room, yet she meticulously managed her time to avoid detection. The idea of being seen after a fruitless night was more embarrassing than being thought a fool for trying. This unexpected encounter was a first for Wendy.


    Oscar, at the forefront, quickly grasped the situation but chose to feign ignorance: "Is the Omni-ss scheduled for the training room today? If Mr. Watson needs it, then it''s all yours. Warrior ss A will find somewhere else."


    "Oh, but where is Mr. Watson?"


    His eyes swept the empty room, a mock look of confusion ying on his face, as if he were genuinely searching for Alex. Faced with Oscar''s inquiry, Wendy''s embarrassment deepened, her voice a whisper: "No, not at all. "


    "We don''t need the training room today, I was just... I fell asleep herest night."


    Her confession left her cheeks burning, a lie told to mask her night of unyielding effort met with no sess.


    The students of Warrior ss A couldn''t contain theirughter. Falling asleep while practicing? Such a phenomenon was both amusing and astonishing to them. With heads lowered, engulfed in ridicule, Wendy made her escape.


    Oscar watched her leave, his sneer barely concealed. In his eyes, an ineffectual teacher had met an equally ineffectual student. Their audacity in epting his challenge wasughable.


    Shaking off his disdain, Oscar adopted a dignified air, addressing his ss: "Let''s focus on our own journey, not be sidetracked by others. Our truepetition is with ourselves, not them. Do you understand?"


    "Understood!" came the unanimous reply from Warrior ss A. It was clear¡ªthey did not consider Alex Watson''s Omni-ss anypetition at all.


    In a rush, Wendy sprinted toward the Omni-ss, arriving at the doorstep panting. Upon spotting Alex already positioned at the lectern, a wave of nervousness washed over her as she hurriedly eximed: "M-my apologies, Mr. Watson... I''mte..."


    Being the underdog of her ss, tardiness was uncharacteristic for Wendy; this was her firstpse in two years. Alex nced up, a flicker of surprise crossing his face as he noted a subtle shift in the aura above Wendy.


    ¡¸Wendy Queen Loyalty: 35¡¹


    It was unmistakable to him that Wendy had experimented with the cultivation technique he had advised, perhaps during his own moments of rest the previous night.


    "No worries, please have a seat. We''llmence in five minutes after a short break," Alex reassured her with a soothing smile, his demeanor unaffected by herte arrival.


    This gentle response bewildered Wendy even more. She recalled numerous instances where tardiness had earned her peers harsh reprimands, highlighting a universal expectation of punctuality as a form of respect toward the teacher.


    Yet, Alex Watson, this youthful educator, radiated a different kind of warmth. He seemed... exceptionallypassionate.


    ¡¸Wendy Queen Loyalty +1¡¹


    Observing Wendy''s momentary daze at the doorway, the numerical loyalty indicator above her head nudged up again. Alex was amused yet touched by the simplicity of a young girl''s heart¡ªhow mere kindness could sway her feelings.


    He continued his preparations quietly, allowing Wendy to gather her thoughts and find her seat.


    After a brief pause, Alex''s gaze met Wendy''s, his smile gentle and encouraging: "Seems like you put in a lot of effort into your trainingst night. How do you feel about it? Was it beneficial?"


    Alex''s tender inquiry sent Wendy''s heart racing. How could he possibly know about herte-night dedication? She had only mentioned needing rest due to feeling unwell.


    Caught off guard by her secret efforts being acknowledged, Wendy felt as if her ndestine struggle had beenid bare.


    The mind of a teenage girl is a whirlwind of activity. Within moments, Wendy had pieced together countless details, pondering if Alex had been privy to her every move the previous night.


    This realization brought her to a startling conclusion¡ªhe must have been aware of her initial reluctance to follow his guidance.


    Swamped by embarrassment, Wendy fretted over whether Mr. Watson might perceive herck of trust. She harbored a quiet hope that her concerns wouldn''t upset him.


    As her thoughts swirled in turmoil, a blush crept over her cheeks again, and she softly expressed her gratitude: "Thank you, Mr. Watson, for your guidance. It''s made a significant difference."


    Alex Watson responded with an encouraging nod and a smile: "Given your technique has now reached the second stage, today''s lesson will naturally progress to the advanced aspects of the Divine Light Mastery."


    "Ah?" Wendy''s reaction was a mix of surprise and confusion, lifting her gaze abruptly. What Mr. Watson mentioned left her perplexed; she was convinced she hadn''t moved past the first stage.


    Alex, catching Wendy''s puzzled look, offered a reassuring smile and exined: "Did you not realize? Your Divine Light Mastery has evolved to the second stage."


    In that instant, Wendy''s mind buzzed with disbelief. Engulfed in her practice based on Alex''s rmendations the previous night, she had been too absorbed to notice her surroundings or gauge the progression of her skill.


    Seeing Wendy''s stunned expression, Alex suggested with a smile: "You were quite absorbed in your practice, I see. Go ahead, activate the Divine Light Mastery now, and witness the transformation within yourself."


    Motivated by Alex''s suggestion, Wendy, with a hint of nervousness, stepped towards the designated area beside the lectern. With her eyes closed, she initiated the Divine Light Mastery.


    "Focus the light to a pinpoint, anchor the energy deep within the core. Harness resilience, gather without dispersing."


    Muttering the mantra Alex had imparted, Wendy summoned the divine light''s power within her. To her astonishment, the next moment saw the divine light smoothly emanate from her palm, coalescing into a luminous orb.


    Her eyes snapped open in sheer disbelief. "Elemental manifestation! H-have I truly advanced to the second stage?!"


    For Wendy, who had seen no improvement in her technique for two long years, this overnight breakthrough felt as earth-shattering as the sky tumbling down.


    Meanwhile, Alex Watson, unfazed, simply smiled serenely and offered his congrattions: "Congrattions, Wendy Queen. You''ve achieved it."

 Chapter 6: The Moment Wendy Queen Found Her Destiny’s Guide

    <h4>Chapter 6: The Moment Wendy Queen Found Her Destiny''s Guide</h4>


    "Wendy, you did it. You actually did it!"


    Those words hit Wendy Queen like a soft mallet to the heart. Not painful, but undeniably impactful. They were words she''d dreamed of hearing, yet never had until now.


    Initially bewildered, then incredulous, Wendy finally let a tear escape. She had truly achieved it.


    Seeing Wendy''s tears, Alex Watson paused, a mix of surprise and wry amusement on his face before he offered her an old but clean handkerchief with a gentle, "Tears already? Imagine what happens when you reach the higher stages¡ªoverwhelmed with joy?"


    This jest brought a warm blush to Wendy''s cheeks as she shyly epted the handkerchief, wiping away her tears before deeply bowing. "Thank you, Mr. Watson!" she said, her voice filled with gratitude.


    ¡¸Wendy Queen Loyalty +33¡¹


    Instantly, Wendy''s loyalty surged to 69, significantly higher than just the day before.


    Alex couldn''t help but smile. "Alright, let''s dive into today''s lesson," he said, then scribbled on the board: "Understanding the Essence and Logic Behind Divine Light Mastery."


    Wendy was puzzled. Every word was familiar, yet the whole concept was alien. Divine Light Mastery was a practice, but what about essence and logic? Could cultivation truly require such thought? A flurry of questions invaded her thoughts, yet she sensed this lesson would be immensely helpful.


    She quickly took her seat, eager and attentive. The lesson flew by, and as the bell rang, marking the end of the ss, Alex stopped and smiled apologetically.


    "Apologies, Wendy. I got carried away and forgot to give you a break. We''ll stop here for today. Rest up. The next phase of your journey is outlined on this sheet."


    With that, Alex left, leaving Wendy alone in a room that felt too vast for just one person.


    Yet, she remained seated, deeply affected by the profound impact of the lesson, knowing it had just altered the course of her path forever.


    Historical texts tell us that a few centuries ago, humanity''s progress was deeply rooted in technology.


    There was no spiritual energy to speak of, making the practice of cultivation an impossibility.


    But then, a seismic shift urred with a sudden explosion of spiritual energy, transforming the world as people knew it.


    Monsters wreaked havoc, and the earth gave birth to dungeons, mystical realms, and alternate realities.


    It was in this chaos that humans first experienced awakenings, marking the dawn of the cultivation era.


    However, for hundreds of years, the approach to cultivation remained stagnant, with practitioners merely following in the footsteps of their ancestors, never venturing beyond.


    No one had delved into the philosophy behind cultivation or questioned the very nature of their practices.


    Were the so-called techniques just ways to tap into and utilizetent human potential? Did different techniques operate under unique logics?


    This revtion hit Wendy Queen like a tidal wave.


    It took a moment for Wendy to regain herposure. She reflected on Alex Watson''s teachings, approaching the podium with a newfound rity. The paper she examined next sent waves of shock through her once more. It started off with a revolutionary idea:


    "As the essence of Divine Light builds within, it should be gently distributed, softly permeating every acupoint in a harmonious manner, rather than forcefully purified. The body should not be constrained by the technique, nor should the technique forcibly alter the body. Harmonizing with the technique allows for its use and dispersion at will, embodying the true essence of Divine Light Mastery."


    Previously, Wendy might have dismissed these ideas as harmful facies. But now, something within her chose to trust.


    "Embrace all streams to achieve greatness. Adopt what benefits, reject what harms..."


    The mantra left by Alex at the document''s conclusion deeply moved her. She realized that herck of progress wasn''t a reflection of her worth but the result of misguided practices.


    Without her venture into Alex Watson''s Omni-ss, she might have continued down a fruitless path, a thought too dire to contemte.


    This realization ignited a hopeful gleam in Wendy''s eyes. She tenderly folded the paper, tucking it away as a treasured guide.


    Reaching for the handkerchief Alex had given her, her cheeks warmed with gratitude.


    In that moment, Wendy understood one profound truth: Alex Watson had irrevocably altered the trajectory of her life.


    In the tranquility of his office, eyes closed in meditation, Alex sensed an alteration within the ethereal Devine Library in his mind.


    He morphed his consciousness and stepped into the library''s confines. There, two shelves emitted a soft glow.


    The left shelf, cataloging biographies, contained detailed ounts of everyone Alex was acquainted with. It was Wendy Queen''s biography that shimmered.


    Alex approached, opening the book to find a smile spreading across his face. Wendy''s loyalty had impressively climbed to 70, reaching a level of respect, following their recent session.


    Even more, a subtle evolution in Wendy''s psyche had urred; the shadow of inferiority had begun to dissipate.


    This development brought a wave of fulfillment to Alex. Could this be the essence of mentorship? Observing one''s student evolve gradually under their influence was profoundly rewarding.


    Closing Wendy''s biography, Alex turned towards another shelf, his personal collection.


    Historically, most of these volumes remained sealed. Yet now, one book faintly gleamed.


    <strong><i>Alex Watson¡ªDivine Light Attribute</i></strong>


    He withdrew the softly lit volume, flipping it open effortlessly. The initially nk pages seemed to awaken, words emerging line by line, then soaring directly into Alex''s consciousness.


    Divine Light attribute +1...


    Divine Light attribute +1...


    Divine Light attribute +1...


    After a full ten minutes, Alex exhaled deeply, his mastery over Divine Light had surged by 100 points¡ªa twofold increase!

 Chapter 7: The God-Making Plan of Alex Watson

    <h4>Chapter 7: The God-Making n of Alex Watson</h4>


    Right now, Alex was riding a tidal wave of surprise and ambition.


    His mastery over Divine Light had somehow doubled without any decrease in his Dark Mist¡ªa bnce he hadn''t dared to hope for.


    In a world crammed with countless professions and arcane arts, where each element traditionally countered another, Alex''s recent leap in power defied all expectations.


    Typically, amplifying one''s ability in one area would weaken another, like fire dampening water.


    But not this time. The absence of any drawback from his power boost was groundbreaking. It suggested a tantalizing possibility: by teaching more and spreading his knowledge further, Alex could achieve unprecedented, all-epassing enhancements.


    An omnipotent future seemed within reach. Alex sparked a cunning smile and got a sharp strategy for his ascent.


    Securing a second disciple required reaching the tenth level, a milestone typically achieved throughbat, exhaustive training, or the consumption of exorbitantly priced mystical treasures.


    Such methods, however, were impractical for Alex. Combat bore risks, training was monotonous, and precious treasures were financially out of the question for an intern teacher''s budget.


    That left one promising avenue: advancing through mentorship. With the Santania School''s uing expedition to a beginner''s mystic realm in six days, the perfect opportunity for Wendy Queen to advance presented itself.


    Alex resolved to spend the next seven days crafting an intensive, power-boosting curriculum for Wendy, ensuring her rapid progression in the uing challenge.


    In turn, Alex would reap significant rewards from her advancements.


    Emerging from his mental consultation with the Divine Library, Alex breathed deeply, his smile broadening.


    Within seven days, he aimed to etch Wendy''s name into the annals of legend, making her a figure impossible to forget. Seven days to forge a deity.


    In the gym, the regr session for Warrior ss A had wrapped up, yet the space remained bustling with students keen on honing their skills further, including those from different sses who sought extra practice.


    A master can only guide you to the path but walking it is up to oneself.


    But the arrival of Wendy added a new, vibrant energy to the room, usually dominated by the serious pursuit of mastery.


    "Look, it''s Wendy Queen from Omni-ss!" a voice rang out.


    "Is she here for another nap in the gym?"


    "As long as she doesn''t snore and throw off our focus, she''s wee."


    The room filled withughter, a mix of amusement and disbelief. To the uninitiated, the idea of someone dozing off amidst rigorous training seemed absurd. How could anyone with such ack of dedication ever achieve greatness?


    The crowd expected Wendy to escape in embarrassment or retreat to a corner in silence as before.


    Yet, today, Wendy stood apart from her usual self. Though a blush crept over her face, she didn''t shrink away.


    Meeting theughter with quiet resolve, she took her usual spot, sat down, closed her eyes, and started her meditation, utterly ignoring the jeers around her.


    The mockingughter eventually faded, leaving behind a strange quiet.


    "Something''s different about Wendy Queen today," whispered voices began to specte.


    "Has something shaken her?"


    "Maybe she''se to ept her situation."


    "Were we too harsh?"


    Quiet murmurs spread, with many pondering Wendy''s unexpected demeanor as though witnessing an apparition.


    Then, cutting through the murmurs, a sword sliced the air in the room''s heart, bringing all whispers to a halt. The de met the magical barrier surrounding a training dummy with a resounding ng, sending ripples across the protective shield. Silence fell.


    At the center stood Isabe Roberts, Warrior ss A''s esteemed senior, who spoke with a chill in her voice:


    "Why concern yourselves with the affairs of others? You waste your days, eyes elsewhere, neglecting your own paths to strength. How do you expect to grow strong with such distractions?"


    Faced with Isabe''s rebuke, heads bowed in collective embarrassment, no one dared to counter. Her words carried the weight of authority, underscoring a lesson in focus and discipline.


    Isabe isn''t just the premier warrior of Warrior ss A; she stands unparalleled as the finest swordswoman across Santania School.


    Her rapid mastery of multiple advanced-level sword techniques in a mere span of two years not only cements her as the school''s brightest star in recent times but also as the crowning jewel of the Roberts, a family renowned for its swordsmanship.


    Bearing such distinguished titles and des makes her the epitome of excellence in a world where might dictates right. Isabe''s prowess ensures she is revered by peers and esteemed by mentors alike.


    Wendy Queen, from her corner of the room, absorbed Isabe''s chiding to their ssmates and offered a silent look of thanks.


    Isabe''s response was a mere nod¡ªminimal yet acknowledging¡ªbefore she refocused on her rigorous regimen.


    Her act wasn''t a favor to Wendy, whom she hardly knew on a personal level; rather, she acted out of a disdain for the hypocrisy and bullying rampant among her peers.


    Her stand was for justice, in and simple, and nothing more.


    As the room''s energy shifted back to focused training, Wendy too returned to her regimen, not diving into the new insights offered by her teacher, Alex, but rather sticking to the foundational practices she had established the night before.


    Alex''s notes had been clear: the key to progression was the significant umtion of Divine Light energy internally.


    Wendy''s endurance, honed over two steadfast years, had furnished her with a patience far exceeding that of her peers, enabling her to sidestep the pitfalls of haste and impatience.


    As the night deepened, another sharp sound of sword energy echoed, with sweat tracing the contours of Isabe''s face.


    She paused to wipe it away, her gaze shifting curiously towards Wendy''s corner.


    Eight hours had vanished into the night, and yet, Wendy hadn''t so much as twitched. How was she aplishing such a feat?

 Chapter 8: Shock from Sword Prodigy Isabella Roberts: Don’t You Get Tired?

    <h4>Chapter 8: Shock from Sword Prodigy Isabe Roberts: Don''t You Get Tired?</h4>


    Under normal circumstances, Isabe would have already retired for the night, her innate abilities and unyielding work ethic making her stand out from her peers.


    Traditionally thest to exit the training hall, she was unaware of Wendy''ste-night secret training sessions until this unusual encounter.


    This evening, however, Isabe''s thoughts were in disarray.


    It''s a known fact that practicing swordsmanship, an external technique, drains physical stamina, whereas internal cultivation methods sap mental strength significantly, often leading to quicker exhaustion among its practitioners.


    But Wendy exhibited no signs of weariness; on the contrary, she appeared even more energized, leaving Isabe in surprise.


    Despite her curiosity, Isabe refrained from asking. She viewed disturbing another''s training for her own rity as selfish. Additionally, pride prevented her from seeking guidance from someone she usually led by example.


    Contemting this, Isabe momentarily paused before settling down by the wall, her sword by her side, to recover her strength and silently wait for Wendy to pause her training. She intended to subtly inquire about Wendy''s methods afterward.


    As time ticked away, Isabe fully recuperated after an hour, grew impatient by the second, bewildered by the fourth, and by the sixth hour, as dawn approached, she waspletely bbergasted.


    The morning bell''s chime startled Wendy into action, panic written all over her face as she realized her impending tardiness.


    "Oh no, I''mte again!"


    Meanwhile, Isabe, unintentionally dozing off with her sword, was an unexpected sight for Wendy. Recognizing the school''s esteemed sword genius asleep in the training room threw her into disarray, challenging her belief in the truth of her own fabricated excuse.


    Shaken momentarily by the bell and the bizarre reality, Wendy quickly collected herself, understanding the urgency of reaching her ss. After a brief hesitation, she draped her jacket over Isabe as a considerate gesture, then hastened out of the training room.


    Shortly after, low murmurs began to permeate the gym, gently rousing Isabe Roberts from her unintended slumber.


    Surrounded by puzzled nces from both her ssmates and teacher, Oscar Mills, confusion momentarily clouded her mind: "Who am I? Where is this? What''s happening?"


    The sight of Santania School''s unparalleled genius asleep in the training hall was as startling to her as it was to everyone else, though the question hung unspoken in the air.


    Quickly catching on to the bewildered atmosphere, Isabe leapt to her feet, her voice tinged with panic as she hastily crafted an excuse, "I was practicing throughout the night. Seeing the dawn, I decided there was little point in returning to sleep, so I just rested here for a moment..."


    Her exnation was met with nods ofprehension from her ssmates.


    "So, Isabe was in deep practice all night!"


    "Naturally, it was training. What did you think, that she was like Wendy Queen?"


    "Absolutely!"


    Oscar, too, epted her exnation, albeit with a critical undertone, "Isabe Roberts, your dedication is admirable, but I must critique your approach today. Remember, physical health is the cornerstone of cultivation. Overexertion risks overlooking this essential truth. The best strategy is to nurture your physical well-being, avoiding the pursuit of unattainable goals at the expense of the basics."


    Though Oscar Mills had his limitations, his cautionary words were apt. He didn''t want the ss''s star to jeopardize her potential through overtraining, especially when her sess could cement his position as Head Teacher. It was crucial that Isabe not overdo it.


    Feeling a mix of shame and embarrassment, Isabe acknowledged his advice. On the surface, it seemed she was receptive to his guidance.


    Yet, her shame stemmed not from the admonition but from the realization that her improvised lie was epted without skepticism, deepening her embarrassment about sleeping in the gym.


    Oscar, pleased to see his advice seemingly impact Isabe profoundly, suggested, "Take today to rest. You can skip today''s sses; you''re already well ahead of the curriculum."


    Without resistance, Isabe agreed, silently resolving to leave. Her n to wait for Wendy had resulted in an unforeseen nap. On her way out, she stumbled upon an unexpected item¡ªWendy''s jacket.


    A flush of realization colored her cheeks. It dawned on her that the jacket had been used to cover her during her sleep.


    The fact that she had been seen in such a vulnerable state by Wendy, who had even offered thefort of her jacket, was profoundly embarrassing.


    Determined to set the record straight with Wendy¡ªthat it was merely a brief nap, not a full sleep¡ªand ensure the episode remained just between them, Isabe hurried towards the Omni-ss.


    In the quiet of the Omni-ss, Alex ceased his writing, marking a moment of transition.


    Wendy, who had been patiently waiting, saw the pause as her cue. She straightened up, her ears perked, ready for the insights that were about to be shared.


    Her efforts the previous night had propelled her Divine Light Mastery to an unexpected breakthrough, reaching stage three.


    Even to the uninitiated, it was clear she had stumbled upon remarkable fortune in finding such a formidable mentor.


    Witnessing Wendy''s eager anticipation and noting the loyalty score of 71 glowing above her, Alex offered a warm smile.


    "It appears you''ve ascended to stage three. Let''s discuss something of significance today," he proposed.

 Chapter 9: The Blessers Must Be The Vanguards!

    <h4>Chapter 9: The Blessers Must Be The Vanguards!</h4>


    The moment Wendy heard Alex speak, a spark of excitement shed in her eyes, which quickly dimmed as confusion set in.


    Today''s lesson was deemed important, but did that mean the lessons from the past couple of days were inconsequential? Her remarkable progress, with two breakthroughs in as many days, seemed to suggest otherwise. Wasn''t that significant?


    Wendy''s perception of Alex had undergone a drastic transformation since her first day in the Omni-ss. Initially underestimating him, she now found herself grappling with the realization of his profound depth.


    Alex, noticing Wendy''s daze, approached and lightly tapped her on the head, pulling her back to the moment with a gentle "thunk."


    "Ow!" Wendy reacted, her expression a mix of surprise and indignation. She internallyuded him, yet he responded with a tap. Alex, amused by her sulking demeanor, reassured her, "Pay close attention, what''sing next is pivotal for your growth."


    He then moved back to the chalkboard, writing boldly, "The True Path of a Blesser: Correct Path of Cultivation."


    Once more, Wendy found herself befuddled. The words, individually familiar, collectively left her puzzled.


    The role of a Blesser, as she understood it, was well-defined within the realm of support¡ªutilizing benign elements to bestow buffs. Yet, Alex suggested a deviation from this norm.


    Was there another aspect to being a Blesser she wasn''t aware of? And what about the ''correct path of cultivation''? Was enhancing one''s strength not the objective? Had her entire approach been misguided?


    Flooded with questions, Wendy felt her frustration mounting. Alex, perceiving her bewilderment, knew he needed to rify before she became overwhelmed with confusion.


    "Themon misconception about Blessers¡ªthat they should be protected at the back¡ªis misguided," he exined, capturing Wendy''s full attention. The revtion that awaited was poised to dismantle her previous understanding.


    "In reality, the essence of a Blesser is to lead, to be at the very front of the charge!"


    Wendy was taken aback. Her grasp on the concept began to slip once more. How could this be? Blessers at the front? Was this truly the role Alex referred to?


    Isabe lingered outside the Omni-ss, wrestling with the etiquette of her predicament. To knock or not? A direct interruption seemed too invasive, potentially halting the educational flow within.


    Yet, merely loitering by the doorway felt awkward, too calcted for her liking. Perhaps a subtler approach, feigning a casual passage just as the ss dispersed, was the middle ground she sought.


    Santania School''s ssrooms were safeguarded by imprable secrecy barriers, making any attempt to glean insights from outside utterly futile. Without a glimpse of the ss''s status or a hint of a break, Isabe was relegated to waiting.


    In reality, a simple knock could suffice. Alex'' curriculum, steeped in theoretical discourse, aimed to recalibrate Wendy''s foundational understanding¡ªhardly a sequence that a polite interruption could derail.


    But Isabe, adhering to a code of decorum, opted against such potentially intrusive actions.


    Resigned, she chose to wait from a respectful distance, her gaze locked on the Omni-ss door, ready to feign a coincidental stroll by when the moment was ripe.


    Within the ssroom, Wendy was thunderstruck. Alex had just delineated a revolutionary blueprint for Blessers: to be self-sufficient warriors, a strategy that defied conventional wisdom and ventured into uncharted territories of potential.


    The idea of a Blesser not just supporting but leading inbat through self-applied enhancements was a radical departure from anything Wendy had previously considered usible.


    The traditional path tobat readiness for a Blesser involved a delicate bnce between advancing in both their external and internal cultivation or enhancing their blessing states to a level that couldpensate for any martial deficiencies.


    Such expectations were lofty, if not insurmountable, for the average practitioner. Wendy, who had previously grappled with mastering the basics of Divine Light Mastery, felt this goal was beyond her reach.


    Contrastingly, Isabe represented the zenith of potential, mastering multiple techniques to the fifth stage within a mere two years, setting her apart as a prodigy among prodigies.


    Alex'' proposed methodology, while theoretically sound, seemed tailored for the likes of those who bore exceptional talent.


    This realization cast a shadow over Wendy''s spirits. Under Alex'' guidance, a prodigy such as Isabe would undoubtedly flourish. How could Wendy aspire to such levels of mastery?


    Observing Wendy''s despondence, Alex approached with a reassuring smile. He softly ced his hand on her head, offering a gesture of support, "I''ll now channel some Divine Light energy into you. Let it merge with your own, and hold onto the sensation."


    As Wendy felt the warmth from his hand, a blush crept over her cheeks, and she nodded, a flurry of emotions swirling within her. This marked the first instance of such proximity to the opposite sex for her, crossing into a realm of personal interaction she had not anticipated.


    Internally rebuking her wandering thoughts, Wendy faced a moment of realization.


    Alex, though her teacher, was also a peer. This interaction, while professionally framed, tread into the personal, igniting a sense of awareness she hadn''t expected.


    Amidst these reflections, Alex''s Divine Light energy flowed into Wendy, aforting and purifying presence. Ovee by the sensation, she softly murmured, "Mmm..."

 Chapter 10: Was It Just Studying After All?

    <h4>Chapter 10: Was It Just Studying After All?</h4>


    The moment Wendy made that sound, she was instantly rmed, her hands flying to cover her mouth. How could she let out such a noise? It was just too embarrassing.


    In the midst of Wendy''s flustered thoughts, Alex kept his focus, urging, "Stay focused, immerse yourself in this energy."


    Prompted by Alex''s reminder, Wendy quickly gathered her scattered thoughts, directing her full attention inward to the sensations within her body.


    Alex, with his extensive mastery gleaned from the Divine Library, had anticipated Wendy''s possible reactions to the energy infusion and wasn''t taken aback by her response.


    He was at this moment delicately merging his Divine Light energy with Wendy''s, ensuring their energies intertwined smoothly. Once Wendy''s Divine Light had adjusted to Alex''s influence, he started to gently propel the Divine Light through Wendy''s body.


    Alex''s Divine Light attribute, having escted to an impressive 300 points, dwarfed Wendy''s by a significant margin. His potent, yet exceptionally pure Divine Light, was unsurprisingly soothing and pure, leaving Wendy feeling refreshed every time it meandered through her pathways.


    Although Wendy managed to align her focus with Alex''s rhythm, her body''s spontaneous reactions remained unchecked. Soon, a light sheen of sweat formed on her forehead, and a warm flush tinted her cheeks.


    Time flowed silently, with Alex guiding the Divine Light through Wendy, repeating the process until he gradually withdrew his energy.


    Exhaling deeply, Wendy felt a profound sense of relief wash over her. The exhaustion from continuous cultivation over the past couple of days seemed to vanish under Alex''s guidance, leaving her feeling unexpectedly revitalized.


    More so, Wendy sensed a transformation within herself. Gazing at Alex, who was smiling at her with a warmth that felt like the first day of spring, she couldn''t help but express, "Mr. Watson, I feel somehow different now!"


    Watching Wendy light up with realization, Alex asked gently, "In what way do you feel different?"


    After pondering briefly, Wendy responded, "My body feels stronger, my core more resilient, my physique more robust, and my stamina seems to have increased. And... it feels like my mind has gotten a bit sharper too."


    With a shy smile and a bashful scratch of her head, Wendy conveyed her embarrassment.


    Alex, nodding with a warm smile, confirmed, "You''re right. Your body has indeed experienced those changes. This is the essence and the most significant impact of mastering Divine Light Mastery."


    Wendy stood there, slightly stunned by the realization.


    Wendy had mistakenly believed Alex used some formidable technique to boost her strength. To her astonishment, what had been employed was Divine Light Mastery, a foundational skillmon among all Blessers but applied in a manner entirely unknown to her.


    Alex, seeing Wendy''s stunned reaction, exined with patience, "Divine Light is the purest, most gentle, and clearest of all elemental forces. Allowing such energy to freely flow throughout your body is immensely beneficial. Unfortunately, most practitioners wield this sacred power too aggressively against their acupoints, leading to suboptimal oues. This is a key reason why many undervalue Divine Light Mastery as merely a basic skill."


    Wendy absorbed this insight, her curiosity spiked, "Then, is Divine Light Mastery actually a formidable technique?"


    With a solemn nod, Alex confirmed, "Absolutely. If one truly understands how to utilize and cultivate this technique properly, Divine Light Mastery''s rightful ssification is at the Purple-tier level."


    Wendy''s jaw dropped in disbelief, her eyes widening. Techniques in their world were ranked in tiers from White to Purple for themon folk, with anything more advanced being out of reach for the majority.


    The revtion that Divine Light Mastery, a skill she had diligently practiced as a fundamental one, was, in fact, a Purple-tier technique thrilled her to the core.


    Watching his first disciple momentarily lose herself in tion, Alex couldn''t help but smile and lightly tapped Wendy on the head once more.


    "Ow!" Wendy instinctively covered her head, gazing up at Alex with a look of hurt confusion.


    Alex, adopting a more serious tone than usual, cautioned her, "You''re letting yourself get distracted again. Have you noticed how much the Divine Light, previously bnced throughout your body, has dissipated?"


    This remark jolted Wendy to a realization. Indeed, maintaining such a bnced state of Divine Light energy was moreplex than she had anticipated.


    As the bell signaling the end of the ss session rang, Alex paused briefly before deciding, "Well, it''s time to wrap up for today."


    "Just focus on today''s lesson, and I''ll introduce new material tomorrow," Alex said, signaling the end of the ss. Unexpectedly, Wendy stood up as if on impulse: "M-mr. Watson...?"


    "Yes?" Alex turned, his curiosity piqued by Wendy''s awkward demeanor.


    With a bashful shuffle of her feet and a nervous twist of her shirt hem, Wendy hesitated, "I found today''s lesson quite challenging. Could you, perhaps, guide me through it once more? Just once more would be great..."


    Alex, amused by her earnest request,ughed softly, "Of course. You''re my sole student at the moment, and I''ve got nothing else pressing. If you''re still feeling uncertain, we can go through it a few more times."


    Relieved and delighted by his willingness, Wendy quickly drew him back, positioning his hand on her head again, ready and waiting for his instruction.


    Meanwhile, Isabe, hearing the ss bell, felt an involuntary eleration in her heartbeat. The idea of casually strolling past the ssroom, feigning nonchnce, filled her with nervous anticipation. She was not one for acting; the fear of her pretense being noticed was mortifying.


    But as she fretted over her impending act, the Omni-ss door remained steadfastly closed. Two hourster, just as she was nearly sumbing to sleepiness, the door finally swung open.


    Jolted awake and rigid with resolve, Isabe approached, attempting to sound nonchnt, "Oh, Wendy Queen, what a coincidence..."


    Her casual remark trailed off as she stared, wide-eyed, taken aback by the sight before her. Wendy emerged, her face a vivid shade of red, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead.


    Seeing Wendy in such a state, especially after the ss had extended two hours beyond its end, Isabe was hit with a sudden, unsettling thought, "Could they have been doing something other than studying there?!"

 Chapter 11: Are You Asking Me to Spy, Mr. Mills?

    <h4>Chapter 11: Are You Asking Me to Spy, Mr. Mills?</h4>


    Isabe was left in shock, her mind reeling from aplete misunderstanding of the situation.


    Yet, Wendy, spotting Isabe, rushed over without a hint of the turmoil, asking with a touch of surprise and shyness, "Isabe, what brings you here?"


    Her tone, though timid, couldn''t mask the thrill of the encounter.


    Pulled back to the moment by Wendy''s query, Isabe clumsily exined, "I-I came to return your clothes. Thanks for what you did this morning."


    Wendy seemed unbothered by the awkwardness of the response, her admiration for the renowned genius Isabe unabated.


    Meanwhile, Isabe found herself distracted, her gaze frequently drifting to the door of the Omni-ss.


    It wasn''t long before Alex, wrapping up his session, exited the ssroom. Upon noticing Wendy and Isabe, Alex briefly advised them against neglecting their practice before heading to his office.


    Watching him leave, Isabe felt a wave of relief wash over her, her earlier concerns seemingly unfounded.


    Alex, in his neat appearance and steady demeanor, hardly seemed the type to be involved in any wrongdoing.


    The pair, ustomed to practicing together after sses, made their way to the training room. Once there, Wendy settled into her usual meditation spot, while Isabe approached her familiar training dummy.


    Unbeknownst to them, their entrance had been clearly observed by Oscar from his office, sparking curiosity and a scheming smirk.


    "Is that Wendy Queen, the one known as the lowest achiever in the entire school? What''s she doing with Isabe Roberts? Are they perhaps closer than we''ve been led to believe?" A smirk quickly spread across Oscar''s face, his mind already concocting ns.


    Night descended, and the training room slowly emptied, leaving only Wendy in her meditative solitude and Isabe tirelessly working the dummy.


    Isabe''s frustration mounted with each swing, her mind preupied with Wendy''s training. She had noticed how Wendy seemed to achieve a profound peace during her sessions, unaffected by external disturbances, a concept foreign to Isabe.


    "How does she manage that?" she wondered.


    It was then that a familiar figure beckoned from outside the training room. Hurrying out, Isabe greeted him, "Mr. Mills, you''re still up?"


    Oscar, standing before her, instead of responding, gestured for silence and whispered, "How well do you know Wendy?"


    Isabe, taken aback, replied honestly, "Not very well, we''ve recently be friends."


    Oscar''s nod was followed by a probing question, "So, as her friend, you might know about her training progress. How far has she gotten? Any notable improvements? Could you share with me?"


    Isabe stood dumbfounded. What did this mean? Was he really asking her to spy?


    Upon witnessing Isabe''s bewildered expression, Oscar put on a facade of moral high ground, stating, "Isabe, you''re reading too much into it. My concern for Wendy stems from herck of progress after two years here. It''s a pity, really. I merely wish to offer her some pointers! Surely, you wouldn''t want to see your friend fall prey to Alex Watson, the so-called mentor leading astray, would you?"


    This gave Isabe pause. Yet, after a moment''s contemtion, she responded, "I''m sorry, but I don''t believe that''s a good idea. Given the ongoing rivalry bet between our Warrior ss A and the Omni-ss, it feels like a conflict of interest. Besides, Wendy seems to be doing fine with her training¡ªso well, in fact, that I''m quite envious..."


    Her voice trailed off, tinged with a hint of sadness. Without intending to, Isabe had let slip more than intended.


    Oscar''s eyes narrowed, caught off guard. Wendy''s training was going smoothly? Impossible. Was she not the student with two years of stagnant progress?


    Keeping his thoughts to himself, he acted as if he hadn''t picked up on the slip, nodding in apparent agreement. "Perhaps I''m just being overly concerned. You should head back, rest up. Health first, after all."


    Isabe didn''t give it another thought, heading back to her solitary practice in the training room.


    Meanwhile, Oscar stealthily circled back, watching Wendy''s training from afar. After an hour, his demeanor darkened. "She''s practicing an inner sect technique? But given herckluster aptitude, how can she sustain such prolonged, intense training? Did Alex impart some advanced technique to her? Unlikely..."


    Given Alex''s ordinary student status just two years ago and his continued presence at the school, it seemed improbable. Yet, in their merciless world, the unexpected was to be expected.


    The more Oscar pondered, the more his unease grew. Attempting to console himself, he whispered, "Regardless, even if Wendy has indeed had a breakthrough, so what? We have Isabe in our ss! Alex Watson''s efforts are doomed to fail against ours!"


    As he was about to leave, he noticed an anomaly within the training room. Wendy, secluded in her corner, began to radiate a subtle glow, deeply engrossed in her practice, unaffected by the surrounding marvel.


    This left Isabe, mid-practice, utterly bbergasted. What was happening? How could Wendy''s training evoke such an urrence?


    Oscar, from his vantage point, was thrown into turmoil. "Is that technique... the Divine Light Shield?! Impossible! How could Wendy, of all students, so swiftly master the Divine Light Shield, a stage steven technique?!"


    Shock contorted Oscar''s features, overwhelmed by a gnawing anxiety. "This won''t do. Regardless of Alex Watson''s methods, defeat is not an option!"


    The following day, within the Warrior ss A''s realm, Oscar, with a darkened demeanor, decreed, "Training intensity doubles today! Push yourselves to the limit!"

 Chapter 12: A Test of Mettle or a Leisurely Stroll?

    <h4>Chapter 12: A Test of Mettle or a Leisurely Stroll?</h4>


    The ss''s collective groan was loud and clear upon hearing the announcement, with Isabe visibly drained.


    She had spent the previous night honing her sword skills, only managing to snatch a brief rest before dawn broke. The notion of doubling her practice workload seemed almost insurmountable. If Isabe was struggling, it spelled even worse news for her peers.


    It wasn''t long before a hand shot up, the owner boldly inquiring, "Mr. Mills, you just emphasized yesterday that the critical bnce of health in our training, warning against the pitfalls of overexertion. Has that changed?"


    Oscar''s expression turned sour instantly. Wendy had managed to master the Divine Light Shield, and here you wereining about rest?


    The mere thought of defeat, however unlikely, was intolerable ¡ª the prestige of Warrior ss A hung in the bnce.


    Fueled by this frustration, Oscar Mills snapped, "Is the concept of pushing yourselves a little harder so alien to you? The essence of cultivation is to challenge the limits, to strive beyond the ordinary. If you can''t handle this, perhaps you''re better off as expendable soldiers on the battlefield. Warrior ss A has no room for the faint-hearted!"


    The admonished student reluctantly withdrew their question, sinking back into their seat amidst a wave of silent indignation.


    The mood among the students of Warrior ss A was one of muted fury ¡ª they were painfully aware of the power their instructor wielded over them, with expulsion being a potentially grim oue.


    Witnessing his students'' resentful looks only fueled Oscar''s displeasure.


    How could it be that the Omni-ss, with its less-than-ster teacher and students, managed tomit to their training with such endurance, while his own, the cream of the crop, seemed so dispirited? Were they really about to be outdone by the Omni-ss?


    "Why are you still seated? Get up and train! Sword practitioners, aim for a thousand cuts today! Those specializing in internal cultivation, dedicate five hours to meditation! I''ll tolerate noziness ¡ª fail, and I''ll double your workload!"


    In the Omni-ss, Wendy, surrounded by a soft halo of light, couldn''t hide her excitement. "Mr. Watson! Following the method you showed me yesterday, my body has started to emit this light. Does this mean I''ve gotten stronger?"


    Alex, wearing a smile that was as warm as his tone, assured her, "Indeed, you have grown stronger. At this point, you''ve reached the fifth stage of Divine Light Mastery."


    This revtion left Wendy astounded. She had been ustomed to gradual progress, but the leap of two stages in a single night''s practice was beyond her expectations.


    Alex, observing Wendy''s stunned expression, remarked with a mix of amusement and sympathy, "Aren''t you aware of your own cultivation level?"


    "I''ve been stuck at the first stage for so long," Wendy earnestly exined, "the sudden gains these past few days felt almost overwhelming. I guess that''s why I wasn''t quite aware of how much progress I had made."


    Her statement might have left anyone else in disbelief at such rapid advancement. Suddenly, Wendy remembered something that piqued her curiosity further. "Mr. Watson,st night, when I progressed to stage five and started glowing, Isabe mentioned the Divine Light Shield. What does that mean? I thought I was practicing Divine Light Mastery?"


    Alex, ever patient, rified with a gentle smile, "She was correct. Your current condition indeed reflects the effects of the Divine Light Shield. Essentially, the Divine Light Shield is a technique that evolves from Divine Light Mastery. In theory, mastering Divine Light Mastery allows you to wield any Divine Light Attribute technique. The difference lies in the intricacies of each technique. Among them, the Divine Light Shield is rtively straightforward."


    Wendy, now somewhat clearer on the concept, wondered about her next steps in cultivation. She had gotten used to Alex''s daily ritual of providing guidance through notes.


    However, this time, Alex shook his head, his smile unwavering, "There''s no need to switch your cultivation approach, or even to cultivate at all right now. Your main task is to maintain this state for as long as possible. With just three days before our journey to the secret realm, focus on sustaining this state and rest."


    Wendy was momentarily puzzled. Could maintaining a state be considered cultivation?


    But by now, her trust in Alex was profound, deeply influenced by her recent breakthroughs. She had almost unshakeable faith in his words. "Whatever Mr. Watson suggests, I''ll do it!"


    In a blink, seven days had passed, marking the time for Santania School''s annual initiation into the junior secret realm.


    This event, held at the start of each academic year, wasn''t so much an assessment but a casual gauge of the neers'' capabilities and the progress upperssmen had made during the vacation.


    Assembled outside the junior secret realm''s gateway, excitement was palpable among the students from all sses. The assessment was known for rewarding the top-performing sses and individuals with generous prizes. Naturally, everyone was eager to prove themselves.


    Yet, amidst this general atmosphere of anticipation, two sses stood apart in stark contrast.


    The students of Warrior ss A, positioned at the forefront, were the picture of exhaustion, their faces betraying sleepless nights. The strain was evident not only on the students but also on their instructor, Oscar, whose grim expression spoke volumes. The rigorous training of the past few days seemed to have taken its toll, leaving them worn out¡ªa fact Oscar found embarrassingly conspicuous before the entire schoolmunity.


    On the other end of the spectrum was the Omni-ss, nestled in a corner. This ss, with its single student and teacher, exuded a sense of ease that seemed out of ce at an assessment. They appeared more as if they were there for a casual visit rather than a rigorous evaluation.


    Oscar noticed this stark difference, a slight twitch forming at the corner of his eye, filled with intrigue. How could Alex and Wendy appear so unstressed? Did they harbor some secret strategy?


    Driven by curiosity, Oscar discreetly employed a fundamental technique "iraudience". Instantaneously, he eavesdropped on a conversation between Alex and Wendy.


    "Last night''s dinner at the cafeteria was awful. I can''t stand cauliflower. I much prefer meat."


    "Picky eating isn''t conducive to good health. You should eat your vegetables too."


    "Alright~"


    Stunned, Oscar found their exchange not just irrelevant but utterly disconnected from the uing assessment. Were they truly here for a leisurely Stroll?

 Chapter 13: A Prosperous Beginning in the Secret Chamber

    <h4>Chapter 13: A Prosperous Beginning in the Secret Chamber</h4>


    As Wendy disappeared into the secret realm, the entrance area swiftly cleared.


    Teachers were busy discussing the promising students in their sses and the quality of this year''s intake, sprinkling their conversations with mutual ttery and pleasantries.


    In contrast, Alex sought sce under a tree, quietly meditating.


    Oscar, noticing Alex''s calm posture, approached with a crafted ease, remarking, "Mr. Watson, you seem quite confident. It looks like the Omni-ss is set for a notable rank today."


    Upon hearing this, Alex opened his eyes, his responseced with humility, "Not at all. I hardly expect our performance today to stand out. If I joined Warrior ss A as an assistant, I would certainly appreciate any guidance you could offer, Mr. Mills."


    With those words, Alex resumed his peaceful meditation, limiting his engagement in social niceties to a bare minimum.


    Oscar, faced with Alex''s disinclination to prolong the conversation, let out a quiet sneer before returning to thepany of his peers. Internally, however, he was plotting.


    The past days had seen Warrior ss A undergo intense training, with noticeable improvements across the board. Oscar was convinced that no matter what strategies Alex and Wendy had devised, they stood no chance against his ss.


    The thought of Alex seeking his "support" upon joining Warrior ss A elicited a cynicalugh from Oscar.


    He had already devised a n to keep Alex busy with the most tedious and demanding tasks for six months, eventually leading to his dismissal. Oscar was curious to see how Alex would manage in Santania School following such a scenario.


    Within the Chaotic Stone Secret Realm, Wendy''s gaze took in her immediate surroundings. It wasn''t her first encounter with a secret realm; after two years at Santania School, she had garnered some familiarity with the primary ones used.


    Her scrutiny was merely due to the random nature of one''s entry point into the realm each time, which could very wellnd a person amidst dangerous beasts.


    Noticing the absence of others, Wendyfortably retrieved a map from her pocket.


    This map, prepared by Alex, had been given to her right before they set off, under the pretext of preventing its theft through special techniques. Consequently, Wendy was unaware of its contents until now.


    Upon opening the map, she was taken aback. It was aprehensive map of the entire Chaotic Stone Secret Realm!


    Maps were typically crafted and detailed over time by predecessors. While Santania School possessed a map of this realm, it essentially provided just a skeletal framework, highlighting areas prone to beast congregations or where valuable herbs and minerals for cultivation could be found.


    However, Alex''s map went far beyond this basic outline. It meticulously detailed everyndscape feature of the Chaotic Stone Secret Realm and included extensive notes on various locations, even revealing several secret passageways!


    The notion of secret passages within the realm was unknown not just to Wendy but to everyone at Santania School. Alex''s detailed knowledge was undoubtedly due to his ess to the Divine Library.


    "Let''s see, I''m located in section L6... Oh! Is there a secret passage here?!" Wendy quickly located the relevant note on the map after determining her position.


    "Stand before a monkey-shaped stone, walk three steps left, six steps forward, turn around, walk fifteen steps back..."


    This method waspletely new to her, yet she meticulously followed Alex''s directions and arrived at a vast stone wall.


    "The final step... lightly tap the marked spots on the stone wall in front of you, the rhythm is..."


    Thump! Thump-thump-thump! Thump!


    Following these actions, the stone wall began to tremble subtly. The wall, which appeared to be a natural formation, seamlessly opened to reveal a stone door three meters high and two meters wide.


    Wendy was utterly astounded by the sight. A secret passage within the Chaotic Stone Secret Realm was beyond her wildest imaginations! She hurriedly stepped through the passage, and the stone door closed swiftly behind her, leaving no trace of her passage.


    Inside the secret passage, darkness momentarily engulfed the area as the stone door shut, only to be reced by a soft, distant glow that was difficult to discern. Wendy, heeding the advice given by Alex beforehand, initiated the Divine Light Mastery she had honed in recent days.


    Suddenly, a gentle luminescence enveloped her, casting light within the chamber. Moving towards the glow with curiosity, Wendy was taken aback by what she found.


    "These are nightingale stones?! And there are so many of them? Incredible!" Her eyes widened at the sight.


    Students entering the secret realm could earn points in two main ways: defeating beasts and collecting valuable parts like horns, teeth, scales, or fur, or by gathering resources such as ores and herbs.


    Nightingale stones, valuable ores within the assessment, added 15 points per stone. ncing around, she estimated there to be at least a dozen stones in sight, totaling over 150 points.


    Grasping the magnitude of her find, Wendy involuntarily swallowed. She recalled thatst year''s top scorer, Isabe, had amassed 380 points.


    Had she, upon merely entering the secret realm, already secured almost half of Isabe''s previous year''s score?


    This realization brought tears to Wendy''s eyes. The previous year, she had managed only 20 points, scraping together leftovers discarded by others, without earning a single point from defeating beasts.


    This inability tobat the creatures was precisely why Wendy had remained at stage one. "Thank you, Mr. Watson! Sob..."


    After drying her tears, Wendy immediately set to work collecting the nightingale stones. With no beasts or rival students to contest her, shepleted the task in half an hour.


    Packing the substantial ores away, Wendy consulted the map again. "There''s a stone door ahead leading to the O5 area, and then... another chamber is near the O7 area!"


    With her pathid out, Wendy''s eyes brimmed with determination. This time, she was resolved to secure a remarkably high score.

 Chapter 14: Isabella Sets a New Record at Santania School

    <h4>Chapter 14: Isabe Sets a New Record at Santania School</h4>


    "This secret passage could hardly be narrower..." As four hours had passed, leaving just one hour before the secret realm closed, most students were already hurrying towards its various exits.


    Wendy, however, found herself struggling through an extremely tight space, reminiscent of crawling through a venttion duct.


    Wendy had initially intended to head back, especially since her score had soared to 400 points, eclipsing Isabe Roberts''s tally from the previous year by 20 points. This was an achievement beyond her most ambitious dreams.


    But, when seeking an exit on the map, she discovered the same message penned by Alex beside every exit route: "Ensure you visit chamber B7 before departing. I have prepared a big surprise for you there."


    Having benefited immensely from Alex''s guidance before, Wendy couldn''t just overlook his advice.


    Amid her cautious advance, Wendy suddenly caught snippets of conversation, halting her movement and holding her breath in fear of making any noise.


    "Why would there be other people here? Does someone else know about this secret passage?" It took her a moment to realize that the voices weren''t emanating from within the passage, but from outside.


    A tiny crevicey ahead in the passage, with voices seeping through it. Creeping closer and peering through the crack, Wendy was surprised to see Isabe below.


    It turned out the secret passage was situated at the very top of the area, just above the cave''s ceiling. Below, Isabe was embroiled in an intense battle with several beasts, alongside two students from Warrior ss A.


    While each of the other students was just managing to hold off a single beast, Isabe was valiantlybating three beasts on her own.


    Though Wendy viewed herself as a beginner, she immediately recognized the beasts: Cyclops Wolves, level 25, formidable creatures known for their pack behavior. Not only were these beasts powerful, but they also executed coordinated attacks with elementary tactics, making them particrly challenging adversaries.


    Given Wendy''s current level of strength, spotting a Cyclops Wolf meant it was time to flee for her life.


    Hence, seeing Isabe courageously take on three Cyclops Wolves single-handedly evoked a deep sense of admiration in Wendy for her formidable skills.


    Isabe lifted her rapier deliberately, her left hand casting a spell into the air. In an instant, she darted forward with such speed that a series of afterimages trailed behind her. "Windthorn Sword, sweep!" she dered.


    In that moment, although surrounded by three beasts, it was as if she was the one ensnaring them. The three Cyclops Wolves, despite their attempts to break free, were unable to escape the domain of Isabe''s swordy.


    Far fromnding a blow on her, they instead umted more injuries. Before long, the trio of beasts fell.


    Isabe didn''t immediately collect her spoils of war but instead turned to aid the other two students from Warrior ss A. With her intervention, the battle was swiftly concluded.


    "Isabe, you should take these trophies. We didn''t contribute much, after all," the two freshmen said, a touch sheepishly.


    Isabe, however, waved off the suggestion, "We''re all ssmates here; there''s no need for such formality. I''ll only take the eyes of the Cyclops Wolves I personally defeated. You two were more involved with the other two beasts, so the loot from them is yours. Besides, I''ve already secured around 450 points, which should be more than enough for a solid result. Let''s gather our loot and exit the secret realm."


    The two junior students looked on with envy at her score; they had managed only just over a hundred points each,rgely thanks to an encounter with Isabe. Yet, Isabe herself had amassed such an impressive score on her own. "Looks like Isabe will definitely im the top spot this year."


    Within the secret passage, Wendy Queen was jolted back to her senses upon hearing Isabe announce her score. This wasn''t the time to be a spectator. She pressed on, slightly quickening her pace.


    Wendy had believed her score of 400 points would be enough for first ce, yet here was Isabe already at 450 points.


    Previously, Wendy wouldn''t have even dreamed ofpeting for the top spot, but now, she felt a stubborn determination. After all, there was a bet between the Omni-ss and Warrior ss A, and she was intent on making every effort to achieve the best possible oue.


    Twenty minutester, Wendy reached the chamber door and, following Alex''s guidance, opened it.


    As the door opened, her heart seemed to skip a beat. The room was filled with countless pairs of blood-red eyes staring at her. It was a den of fierce beasts! Was this Mr. Watson''s idea of a "big surprise"? If so, the gift was overwhelmingly "generous"!


    Outside the Chaotic Stone Secret Realm, students from all the sses began to exit one by one. Although the exits within the realm were dispersed randomly, the moment they stepped through, they were teleported back to their initial entry point, which was conveniently arranged.


    As students emerged, their respective ss teachers approached to inspect their hauls and check for any injuries. Given the entry-level difficulty of the Chaotic Stone Secret Realm, most injuries were minor and could be treated immediately on the spot.


    Time passed swiftly, and soon, most of the students had regrouped with their sses. After getting a sense of everyone''s achievements, those with good scores were clearly ted, whereas those with lesser scores disyed resignation.


    Yet, excitement was the prevailing emotion; the chance to enter the secret realm was rare and highly anticipated.


    With thirty minutes left until the closure, Isabe and her twopanions exited the realm. Oscar quickly approached them. "How did it go? How many points did you get?" Oscar''s impatience made Isabe somewhat ufortable.


    Typically, the first concern of teachers when their students emerged was their well-being, inquiring about any injuries that might require attention.


    However, her teacher seemed only interested in the scores. Isabe could only reassure herself, thinking perhaps it was Oscar''s confidence in her abilities.


    Isabe met Oscar''s eager gaze and quietly revealed her score: "455 points."


    The announcement caused a stir among the onlookers and even earned an admiring nce from the dean. Her score had indeed broken the previous record at Santania School!


    Oscar nced provocatively at Alex, but Alex was distracted, not paying him any mind. His focus was elsewhere, as his thoughts were bombarded with notifications:


    ¡¸Wendy Queen gains 100 experience points. You received a bonus reward of 100 experience points!¡¹


    ¡¸Wendy Queen gains 100 experience points. You received a bonus reward of 100 experience points!¡¹


    ¡¸Wendy Queen gains 100 experience points. You received a bonus reward of 100 experience points!¡¹


    ¡¸Level Up!¡¹

 Chapter 15: Surpassing Isabella by Double?

    <h4>Chapter 15: Surpassing Isabe by Double?</h4>


    "It looks like Wendy has reached her destination."


    Barely a few seconds had psed since the notifications began, and Alex found himself leveling up.


    The swift advancement surprised even him. He had anticipated a partial return from his disciple''s progress, but the reality of a one-to-one return exceeded his expectations.


    Alex had thought he might not reach level 10 until the next round of admissions. Now, it seemed Wendy''s next foray into the secret realm would align with his opportunity to take on a second student.


    In the chamber, Wendy Queen stood agape at the spectacle before her.


    The chamber was filled with blood-red eyes, from which sharp cries emanated. These weren''t the sounds of a predator''s bloodlust but the wails of agony.


    "Dusk Bats?!" Wendy was utterly taken aback. The presence of Dusk Bats in the Chaotic Stone Canyon was unrecorded in any textbook she had studied!


    Dusk Bats, although only level 8 creatures, were formidable in their sheer numbers, with a single nest housing hundreds.


    Hence, despite their individual weakness, they posed a significant challenge. It''s said, "even ants can consume an elephant," and the situation seemed to mirror this proverb.


    Now, however, the swarms of Dusk Bats, drawn to Wendy, plummeted to the ground one by one, thwarted by the radiant halo surrounding her. Dusk Bats, creatures aligned with darkness, dread the Divine Light element above all.


    Wendy, enveloped in Divine Light, inflicted severe pain upon them with mere exposure, much less direct collision.


    Within a quarter of an hour, not a single Dusk Bat remained alive in the chamber. Surveying the floor now nketed with bat corpses, Wendy was bewildered.


    The trophies from Dusk Bats were notably low in value, with a pair of wings fetching merely a point.


    Faced with a floor full of Dusk Bats awaiting collection and constrained by time, Wendy clenched her teeth and made a daring decision.


    As time continued its inexorable march, the students'' excitement from their exploits within the secret realm gradually waned, giving way to a cloud of worry.


    Concerns arose because one student had yet to return from the realm. "What if something''s happened to Wendy?" one student fretted.


    "Ah? Don''t joke like that. The Chaotic Stone Secret Realm is a beginner''s secret realm. It''s impossible for someone to die in there," another dismissed.


    "But it''s Wendy we''re talking about... She seemed to only survive thest couple of years by tagging along with others," someone pointed out.


    "Now that you''ve mentioned it, I''m starting to worry about her too."


    Even those who weren''t close to Wendy felt a sense of concern. After all, they were all part of the same institution, ustomed to seeing each other regrly. Even those who might have looked down on her did not wish for a fellow student''s demise within the realm.


    This sense of apprehension wasn''t limited to students; teachers also showed signs of distress, engaging in low-voiced discussions among themselves.


    "This could spell the end for Alex Watson."


    "Right, a student meeting their end in such a basic secret realm? That''s unprecedented in the annals of Santania School''s history."


    "Even if the dean decides to overlook it due to Wendy''s potential, I doubt Alex can be spared. His ss will surely be dissolved if his only student has perished."


    "He might have been better off not epting Wendy as a student, to begin with."


    As teachers continued their whisper exchanges, Oscar barely concealed his glee, finding it difficult to maintain a facade of concern during his moment of schadenfreude.


    Observing Alex still calmly seated in the shade, Oscar mused about when Alex''sposure would finally crack.


    With only five minutes left, Dean Ken Moore''s expression was dark with concern. He approached Alex, his voiceden with barely suppressed anger, "Alex Watson, your student''s life hangs in the bnce, and you seem utterly unconcerned? Is this the attitude befitting a teacher?"


    Though Ken spoke of uncertainty, internally, he had already presumed the worst about Wendy''s fate. The veins on his forehead bulged with tension.


    Never in his over two decades as dean had he faced such a dire situation, and he felt a measure of responsibility for what he considered to be Wendy''s demise. If only he had stripped Alex of his teaching position sooner, this tragedy might have been averted.


    "Don''t worry, she''ll be alright," Alex responded with unwavering calmness, standing up and making his way towards the secret realm''s entrance.


    Ken, momentarily taken aback by the response, softened his tone yet remained stern, cautioning, "Alex, don''t do it! The realm is about to close, and it won''t open for another three months. Without food, survival inside is impossible. If you go in now, there''s no returning."


    Clearly, Ken believed Alex was intent on venturing into the secret realm to save Wendy.


    Yet, with a serene smile, Alex simply stated, "It''s about time for her to arrive, isn''t it?"


    Ken, confused by his remark, failed to grasp its meaning immediately.


    However, as Alex stopped just three meters from the entrance, a figure slowly emerged from the realm. It was Wendy!


    Suddenly, all the students'' faces lit up with surprised smiles, while the teachers showed expressions of astonishment.


    Ken, watching Wendy emerge, was slightly taken aback. Recalling Alex'' earlier statement, "It''s about time for her to arrive," Ken felt aplex swirl of emotions.


    Was Alex, merely an intern teacher, really so attuned to his student? To even predict approximately when his student would return? Considering this level of understanding towards a student, how many teachers in Santania School could im the same? Was Alex genuinely a prodigy in teaching?


    Among the crowd, Oscar''s face turned sour, starkly contrasting with everyone else''s reactions. In his mind, Wendy Queen was supposed to have met her demise in the secret realm. Yet, against all odds, she had survived.


    The thought of Alex Watson facing no consequences for this incident irked Oscar deeply. However, he quickly masked his frustration with a smile. So what if she had survived? They were destined to lose anyway. In Oscar''s view, their fate was sealed and unchangeable.


    With this mindset, Oscar adjusted his expression and approached with a smile that seemed to embody concern for Wendy, "It''s great to see you back, Wendy Queen. Everyone was worried about you. How did it go this time? You must have improved under Mr. Watson''s guidance, right?" His words portrayed him as a caring educator.


    Confronted with Oscar''s question and the collective gaze of the faculty and students, Wendy instinctively nced at Alex.


    Upon seeing him nod encouragingly, Wendy took a deep breath and, with a trembling voice, revealed, "This time... I scored 930 points..."


    The announcement left the entire gathering in a stunned silence. 930 points! That was more than double Isabe''s score! How could that be possible?!

 Chapter 16: The Assessment Ends, Awards for Best Individual and Class Achieved

    <h4>Chapter 16: The Assessment Ends, Awards for Best Individual and ss Achieved</h4>


    Oscar was taken aback for a moment by the score before he couldn''t help but burst outughing. 930 points? How could that even be? He pondered if Wendy Queen had been under some undue stress.


    Oscar''sughter allowed those around him, initially stunned, to ease into amusement, their faces breaking into smiles. They ridiculed what seemed to them an absurd lie, befitting the reputation of the academy''s perennial underachiever.


    Some teachers even began to suspect that Wendy might have conspired with Alex to fabricate this score from the start. Why else, they thought, would Alex appear so unfazed throughout?


    But surely, they reasoned, fabricating such a score without the trophies to back it up would be quickly exposed as a farce, wouldn''t it?


    Dean Ken Moore, too, was fraught with skepticism, but he wasn''t quick to draw conclusions like the others. After a brief pause, he inquired, "Wendy Queen, could you please present the findings from your venture into the secret realm?"


    Responding to the dean''s request, Wendy promptly produced an enormous sack from the academy-issued storage ring, a sack even taller than her slight frame, puzzling all onlookers. What did this signify?


    As Wendy fumbled with the bag''s opening, she exined with an awkward air, "I ran out of time for harvesting trophies, so I brought back the carcasses of the beasts. That counts towards the score, right?"


    Upon opening the bag, hundreds of Dusk Bat corpses cascaded out, nketing the ground. The sightid bare the truth for all to witness.


    Even Isabe seemed to lose color at this revtion. Having consistently clinched the top spot since her entrance to the academy, the reality of being outdone by Wendy¡ªand by such a staggering margin¡ªwas a bitter pill to swallow. Isabe''s look towards Wendy mingled envy with a touch of resentment.


    The crowd erupted in murmurs.


    "She slew that many Dusk Bats?!"


    "Wow, single Dusk Bats are easy enough to squash, but faced with so many... I''d likely be the one defeated."


    "How on earth did she aplish this?!"


    "Alex Watson of the Omni-ss must be phenomenal, to transform the school''sst-ranked student into this year''s victor!"


    "Da*n, if only I had known, I''d have signed up for the Omni-ssst year!"


    "Please, even if you had wanted to sign up, he might not have wanted you. Remember, the Omni-ss is reserved for prodigies."


    Conversations buzzed, growing louder and filled with wonder. Confronted with undeniable proof, the students quickly revised their opinions of Alex.


    It became clear that Alex'' instruction was the catalyst for Wendy''s remarkable progress. How else could one exin her dramatic improvement?


    However, as teachers congregated to offer their congrattions to Alex, they were interrupted by Oscar''s scornful usation, "Ah, Alex Watson, I can''t believe that you''d resort to cheating to win thispetition!"


    This usation sent shockwaves through the assembled crowd. Wendy Queen cheated? Wendy herself shivered slightly upon hearing this.


    Just moments ago, she had been reveling in the adtion from her peers and teachers, and now she found herself unjustly used of cheating by Oscar, a charge that deeply wounded her.


    Yet, how could she articte the manner in which she had attained her score? It wasn''t her ce to reveal that Alex had provided her with an intricately detailed map. Thus, Wendy opted for silence, bearing the weight of the unfair allegation.


    Alex, upon hearing Oscar''s im, furrowed his brow in displeasure. He was willing to overlook personal slights, understanding that vindication often required patience. However, he would not tolerate nder against his student.


    Before Alex could voice his objection, Ken stepped forward, his expression grim at the mention of cheating¡ªa serious infraction. If the allegations proved true, the academy would bepelled to expel Wendy Queen.


    However, such grave charges could not be leveled lightly. "Mr. Mills, on what grounds do you im Wendy Queen cheated? Such usations cannot be made without substantiation," Ken emphasized, advocating for fairness.


    Oscar sneered and gestured towards the mound of Dusk Bat corpses, "Wendy Queen is well known for her skills across Santania School. The presence of hundreds of Dusk Bats here... It''s not something even our teachers could handle solo. How then could she possess such capability?"


    Unmoved by Oscar''s insinuation, Ken responded with equal firmness, "This doesn''t conclusively prove Wendy Queen cheated. The trophies areid out for all to see. How could she cheat with such overt evidence? Are you implying she conjured these Dusk Bats through some illusion?"


    Stunned by Ken''s counterargument, Oscar found himself momentarily at a loss, before blurting out in desperation, "She must have prepared these bodies in advance! She had these corpses in her storage ring before entering the realm. She must have..."


    "Enough!" Ken, no longer able to contain his frustration with Oscar''s unfounded allegations, sharply interrupted.


    "The storage rings were distributed today. How could she possibly have prepared so many Dusk Bat corpses in advance? Or are you suggesting the academy assisted her in cheating?"


    "I..." Oscar found himself speechless, his usations dismantled by Ken''s pointed rebuttal. Yet, he couldn''t shake off the disbelief and ept the oue.


    If Wendy''s score stood validated, it meant he had indeed lost the bet to Alex. With even the Dean affirming the score''s authenticity, Oscar found himself cornered, with no avenue left to contest. Swallowing his indignation, he withdrew from the confrontation.


    As the tumult settled down, the principal stepped forward to dere the oues of the evaluation.


    "The preliminary examination for this year''s admissions has concluded. Based on average scores, the de for this year''s top ss goes to Alex Watson''s Omni-ss! And the top individual performer is none other than student Wendy Queen!"


    This promation was greeted with enthusiastic apuse from teachers and students alike, who are always generous in their praise for the unequivocal victors.


    Amid the celebratory atmosphere, Alex, wearing a modest smile, approached Oscar, gently nudging him, "Mr. Mills, do you recall our wager? Perhaps it''s time to fulfill your end of the bargain?"

 Chapter 17: The Observer of the Omni-Class, Prodigy Isabella Roberts!

    <h4>Chapter 17: The Observer of the Omni-ss, Prodigy Isabe Roberts!</h4>


    When Alex Watson spoke, the apuse ceased, and all eyes turned towards them.


    The crowd watched with glee, resembling an audience at a thrilling y.


    Indeed, the underdog Omni-ss beating Warrior ss A was a scene everyone was eager to see.


    Oscar Mills, with the spotlight on him, looked visibly upset.


    He nced towards Ken Moore, hoping for some intervention.


    Yet, Ken''s expression was one of tacit approval.


    At Santania School, personal matters of students and teachers arergely their own to handle.


    Switching sses is simple¡ªonly requiring mutual agreement.


    Ken had heard about Oscar challenging Alex to a wager during the recruitment event.


    You initiated the bet, and now you want to back out because you lost?


    From both a moral and logical standpoint, Ken, as the principal, wouldn''t step in.


    In fact, he''d act if Oscar tried to back out!


    Realizing Ken''s stance, Oscar understood he couldn''t escape this predicament.


    His gloomy expression quickly turned into a sneer as he coldly remarked:


    "Well, since you''ve won, congrattions are in order.


    "The wager stands, of course. I am not one to break his word. But remember our terms. Even if I agree to their transfer to the Omni-ss, they must want it too. I wouldn''t dream of forcing anyone..."


    "I want to!" came a voice from behind.


    Then, more voices joined in: "I want to as well!"


    "Mr. Watson,Can I join the Omni-ss? I want to study under you!"


    "Count me in!"


    In that instant, Oscar was utterly floored.


    He hadn''t expected his students would choose to follow Alex, the supposed failure.


    He couldn''t contain himself.


    "Who, who said they''re willing? Step forward now!"


    Oscar''s voice was fierce, his demeanor threatening as he turned to his students.


    Everyone saw this, mouths agape.


    Didn''t you just say you wouldn''t force anyone?


    How quickly your words change!


    So much for pride.


    With Oscar''s threats hanging in the air, the students of Warrior ss A mmed up, afraid to say another word.


    Behind Oscar,, Alex allowed himself a slight, apologetic smile as he addressed the Warrior ss A students:


    "Thanks for your goodwill. Sadly, I never aimed to snatch students from Mr. Mills¡ªmy goal was merely to have him acknowledge his defeat. Also, the Omni-ss has strict entry criteria, and right now, we''re only looking to fill one spot. If anyone is still eager to join, they would have to do so as an auditor, and we have just one opening for that role."


    Alex then nodded and smiled gently, acknowledging the support from the students.


    The students exchanged nces, their faces reflecting their concern.


    Just one auditor spot? That''s significantly different from being a full student.


    Auditors can''t participate in discussions and must sit in the back of the ssroom.


    They don''t receive any direct teaching either.


    Even though Alex is known for his effective student development, it''s probably his personalized teaching methods, perhaps designed specifically for Wendy Queen.


    Staying as an auditor might not be more beneficial than remaining in Warrior ss A.


    And crucially, Alex was clear: only one auditor.


    What about those not selected if several applied?


    Oscar''s earlier actions made staying in Warrior ss A seem less than appealing.


    The room filled with hesitation as students weighed their options.


    Relieved by their indecision, Oscar was about to mock Alex to salvage some pride when a prominent figure from Warrior ss A stepped forward.


    "Mr. Watson, could I join the Omni-ss?" It was Santania School''s foremost genius, Isabe Roberts!


    Her stepping forward stunned everyone.


    Oscar was visibly shocked, trembling as he pointed at Isabe: "You... you..."


    Isabe didn''t even look back at Oscar, instead repeating her question.


    "Mr. Watson, may I?" Alex was equally surprised.


    He would wee Isabe to the Omni-ss¡ªher rapid progress would undoubtedly reflect well on his teaching.


    She was exactly the kind of student he envisioned in his ss.


    He nodded, his smile warm: "You can, though I must remind you, we only have a spot for an auditor right now."


    Isabe, determined, nodded firmly: "That''s fine, I''m okay with auditing!"


    Her deration resonated through the room, leaving an air of awe.


    Even Ken looked at Alex with renewed depth.


    Isabe Roberts, Santania School''s most talented ever, sincerely wanted to join his ss¡ªeven in a mere auditing capacity¡ªspeaking volumes about Alex''s unique capabilities.


    Alex caught Ken''s eye and, seeing his tacit approval, nodded with a smile: "Then, it''s settled. Wee to the Omni-ss, Isabe."


    ...


    This episode reached its conclusion.


    Alex'' Omni-ss not only clinched the top two spots but also earned rewards from Dean Moore himself.


    Alex received a rare seventh-tier technique, while Wendy was granted a Core-Strengthening Pill.


    Additionally, Oscar faced institutional sanctions for his public defamation of Alex and Wendy.


    Not only was he suspended without pay for a year, but he was also disqualified from this year''s Excellence in Teaching awards¡ªa severe setback for him.


    As per Santania School''s annual tradition, students got a two-day break following the preliminary recruitment tests, giving them a brief period of rxation before the uing six months of intense training.


    ...


    That evening.


    At the Roberts family home in Kyoto.


    The patriarch, Vincent Roberts, stood abruptly from his table, shocked.


    "What did you just say?!"


    The whole Roberts family paused, holding their breath, turning their attention to Isabe, seated at the end of the table.


    Isabe looked back at her father with a steady, determined gaze and said distinctly: "I said, I''ve joined the Omni-ss."

 Chapter 18: My daughter, Isabella Roberts, reduced to a mere bystander?!

    <h4>Chapter 18: My daughter, Isabe Roberts, reduced to a mere bystander?!</h4>


    The moment those words left her lips, a palpable tension descended upon the Roberts household.


    All eyes turned nervously towards Vincent Roberts.


    And as expected, his countenance soured instantly.


    No need to specte; Isabe might be in for a severe reprimand.


    Lucien, Isabe''s elder brother, who typically doted on Isabe, discreetly tugged at her sleeve under the table, urging her to retract her statement.


    But Isabe remained resolute, ignoring Lucien''s subtle cues, and kept her gaze fixed firmly upon her father.


    Vincent''s expression turned grave, registering Isabe''s defiance.


    "Isabe! Tell me, do you recall the first rule of our family?"


    In the face of her father''s inquiry, Isabe didn''t falter, her response clear and unwavering: "The first rule of the Roberts family is to respect our teachers and uphold our principles!"


    Vincent''s furrowed brow deepened as he pressed on: "If you remember, then why engage in such an act of disrespect towards your teacher and our family legacy?"


    In that moment, Isabe recalled Oscar Mills''s actions, her disdain evident in her eyes. "Does someone like him even deserve to be called a teacher?"


    Seeing his daughter dare to utter such rebellious words, Vincent was on the brink of exploding.


    Meanwhile, Michel Roberts, Vincent''s eldest son, who had been observing from the sidelines, rose to intervene: "Dad, please, let''s not jump to conclusions. Surely you understand Isabe. If she''s speaking out against her teacher in this manner, something must have transpired. Let''s hear her out before passing judgment. And if she is indeed in the wrong, I''ll personally apany her to apologize to her teacher and seek forgiveness."


    With Michel''s intervention, Vincent''s demeanor softened slightly as he uttered coldly: "Very well, let''s hear what you have to say. What could possibly drive you to reject your teacher?"


    ...


    Thirty minutester, astonishment was writrge on the faces of every member of the Roberts family.


    Even Michel, usually the epitome ofposure, couldn''t conceal his surprise.


    "So, your instructor from Warrior ss A, Mr. Mills, actually wagered your entire ss in a bet with someone else?" Vincent''s expression darkened as he absorbed the details.


    Isabe''s face mirrored her father''s disgust as she continued: "And not only that, he pushed the entire ss to intensify their training just to secure victory in thispetition, training far beyond the limits of ordinary endurance. Everyone in the ss was too afraid to voice their grievances, fearing expulsion from the group. And when he ended up losing, he even hesitated to admit it, revealing a rather unsavory side of himself."


    As Isabe''s evaluation settled in, Vincent Roberts fell silent this time. Indeed, if Isabe''s ount held true, this teacher was evidentlycking in many respects.


    But... The Roberts family had always upheld strict rules, with a long-standing tradition of respecting teachers and adhering to principles. The idea of switching teachers was a difficult pill for Vincent to swallow.


    Observing his father''s hesitation, Michel offered a reassuring smile and persuaded: "Dad, I don''t believe Isabe was in the wrong. If Mr. Mills was the one to abandon his students first, why shouldn''t the students be able to leave him? Even if Isabe leaves Warrior ss A, it''s solely Mr. Mills''s responsibility. No reasonable person would use the Roberts family of dishonoring teachers or betraying principles. Moreover, if a teacher has stooped to such depths, our family would only invite ridicule by remaining associated with him, appearing weak and easy to exploit."


    Clearly, Michel held considerable sway within the family.


    After listening, Vincent nodded slightly, speaking with seriousness: "Very well. Given the circumstances, let''s proceed with the ss transfer. But remember, the principles of the Roberts family remain unchanged. Now that you''ve chosen a new mentor, Mr. Watson, the rites of initiation and the weing banquet must be carried out with utmost respect."


    With those words, Isabe''s brothers collectively breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed their father had given his blessing.


    Yet, Isabe couldn''t help but feel a twinge of embarrassment as she continued: "For now, we might hold off on the initiation rites and the banquet. Because, as of now, I haven''t been formally epted as a student by Mr. Watson. I''m merely an observer in the ss..."


    The revtion left everyone speechless. Even Vincent found himself momentarily at a loss for words. "Me, Vincent Roberts, renowned as I am, and my daughter can only be a mere bystander?! Wouldn''t this be the subject of ridicule if it were to spread?"


    Yet, this time, he held his tongue for a moment, refraining from any immediate response. After all, the principles of the Roberts family were sacrosanct. First and foremost among them: respect for teachers and adherence to principles!


    If he were to insist on Isabe switching sses again, wouldn''t he, as the head of the family, be the first to flout those very principles?


    After much inner deliberation, Vincent finally waved his hand. "Very well, let''s save the weing banquet for after the formal initiation. But the initiation rites are non-negotiable. You must carry them out as soon as you return to school, understood?"


    "Yes!" Upon witnessing her typically stern father actually support her, Isabe felt a sigh of relief escape her, a trace of delight appearing on her face.


    A momentter, Vincent Roberts reiterated with a final instruction: "Lucien, it would be somewhat impolite if our household doesn''t send a male representative to pay respects for your sister''s initiation ceremony. Two days from now, you''ll apany your sister for a visit. I''ll leave the matter of the initiation rites in your hands."


    Upon hearing this, Isabe''s earlier joy dissipated instantly. In her father''s eyes, it seemed sons were always more esteemed than daughters. This was precisely why Isabe strived so hard.


    With her father''s decree, Lucien naturally agreed without hesitation. Even if their father hadn''t mentioned it, he still wanted to meet this Mr. Watson.


    Who dared to relegate the Roberts family to mere observers.


    I, Lucien Roberts, would like to see if this Mr. Watson is truly as formidable as he''s made out to be!


    ...


    On the other side, at Santania School.


    Alex Watson had spent the day in his office, busy preparing the next stage of study ns for Wendy Queen.


    However, as he left the office and made his way towards the dormitories, he noticed a faint lighting from the training room not far away. Alex paused for a moment, then walked over to investigate. To his surprise, it was Wendy Queen!


    "Wendy? Isn''t school on break? Why haven''t you gone home?"


    Upon hearing her teacher''s voice, Wendy immediately opened her eyes and exined: "Good evening, Mr. Watson. My home is in a very remote town. If I were to go home for just two days off, I''d barely have time to arrive before having to return."


    Hearing this, Alex could only nod in understanding. Observing Wendy''s diligent demeanor, Alex smiled faintly and said: "Well then, I might as well teach you a new Stage 7 technique ahead of schedule."

 Chapter 19: Lucien Roberts’ Visit to the Santania School

    <h4>Chapter 19: Lucien Roberts'' Visit to the Santania School</h4>


    "Stage 7 techniques? Can I actually learn something that high-level?" Wendy was visibly shaken.


    Even though she had excelled in hertest exams and held Alex Watson in high regard, old self-doubts die hard. Deep inside, Wendy still viewed herself as the least likely to seed. How could someone like her be worthy of learning such advanced techniques?


    Noticing Wendy''s flustered and overwhelmed look, Alex gave a resigned smile, "You''re my only student, Wendy. Who else would I teach?"


    This reassurance warmed Wendy''s heart, prompting a goofy grin. For the first time since starting school, she felt genuinely supported by a teacher. So this is what it feels like to have a mentor!


    But soon, her thoughts drifted to Isabe Roberts, the new addition to the Omni-ss. With Isabe''s remarkable abilities, it seemed inevitable that Alex would shift his focus towards her eventually. The thought of bing less important gnawed at Wendy, though she quickly shook off such notions.


    Wendy, stop it! Being taught by Mr. Watson is a privilege. To even think ofpeting with a prodigy like Isabe for his attention! With her priorities realigned, Wendy felt more at peace.


    Meanwhile, Alex was oblivious to her internal turmoil and began the lesson in earnest, "You''ve nearly perfected the Divine Light Mastery. You don''t need much instruction from me now; just keep up your current practice, and the technique will evolve on its own. The new technique I''m about to teach, called ''Mortal God Curse,'' is listed as abat technique in the encyclopedias."


    Wendy tensed up at this. "But Mr. Watson, I''m trained as a Blesser. Is it appropriate for me to take on something so challenging?"


    Alex just chuckled lightly, "Remember what I told you? Blessers are meant to lead the charge. What''s wrong with having a littlebat knowledge?"


    Stumped, Wendy couldn''t muster a response.


    "The core idea behind the ''Mortal God Curse'' involves using our physical bodies to tap into divine power temporarily¡ªjust a small fraction, really. But even that fraction qualifies it as a stage 7 technique."


    Wendy looked eager to learn more.


    Yet, Alex''s following remarks threw her for a loop once more, "This technique, though potent, is fundamentally wed. The true essence of ''Mortal God Curse'' isn''t about timidly borrowing divine power for fleeting moments of battle. Rather, it''s about conditioning our bodies to harness this power independently, growing stronger without any divine crutch. I''ve revised many inuracies in the original technique. Forget the old ways and follow my instructions instead."


    "Roger that!" Wendy affirmed, ready to embrace this new challenge.


    Wendy gave an eager nod, wholeheartedly cing her trust in Alex. Whatever Mr. Watson instructs, I''ll follow!


    ...


    As two days whisked away, students began trickling back into Santania School.


    One afternoon, a particrly striking group caught everyone''s attention, halting bystanders in their tracks.


    "Look, are those people from the Roberts family? Such an borate show!"


    "My gosh, are they moving into the school with all those bags?"


    "I wish I had been born into such a fortunate family."


    Leading the procession was Lucien Roberts, Isabe''s third brother, walking with a confident air. Behind him were twelve bodyguards in uniform, each carrying borate gifts. The sheer extravagance of the packaging spoke volumes about their value.


    Isabe, meanwhile, wore a look of difort. "Dad did mention maintaining proper decorum, but this seems excessively mboyant. It''s quite embarrassing."


    She recalled her initial enrollment in Warrior ss A, when her eldest brother, Michel Roberts, had apanied her in a much more understated manner.


    Responding to his sister''s reluctance, Lucien stated confidently, "Isabe, you''re seeking a mentor. We must make a significant impression! Simply handing over a card as Michel didcks presence! How else will others understand the depth of the Roberts family''s respect for education and mentorship?"


    "Alright, if it makes you happy."


    They quickly reached Alex'' office and knocked softly. When Alex opened the door to such a crowd, he was visibly puzzled. What is this? Lucien, too, was taken aback. Is this really Isabe''s new teacher? He looks so young, and somewhat... underwhelming? Has my little sister been misled by this pretty face?


    Doubt crossed Lucien''s mind as Isabe hurried to exin, "Mr. Watson, these are the mentorship gifts my father insisted we present to you. Please ept them."


    Soon, the office was overwhelmed with packages. "From the Roberts family to Teacher Alex Watson, mentorship gifts including: A pair of millennium-old lingzhi mushrooms! Millennium-old ginseng roots! A golden silk armor suit! Two bottles of Blood Revival Pills! ..."


    Soon, the gifts covered Alex''s desk, nearly obscuring his view. Alex, seeing the array of gifts, hesitated before querying, "Isabe, as you are still only an observer, wouldn''t epting these gifts be somewhat improper?"


    It seemed he might decline them. Isabe quickly reassured, "Mr. Watson, my father anticipated your concerns and asked me to make it clear that these are merely formal gestures from our family, essentially a weing gift. Once I formally join the ss, we will organize a proper mentorship celebration. We hope you will grace it with your presence."


    Alex slightly nodded in understanding. Benefits presented with such formality are hard to refuse. "Then, I''ll graciously ept, thank you."


    Yet, Lucien interjected, stepping in front of Alex and Isabe with a slightly unfriendly tone, "Wait! The mentorship gift is indeed from my father, but as her elder brother, I have a responsibility to ensure it''s well-received. Mr. Watson, might I request the honor of a brief demonstration of your abilities?"


    Alex slightly lifted an eyebrow, recognizing the challenge. It seems this member of the Roberts family wants to see if he is qualified to ept these gifts.


    At this moment, Lucien''s profile had already surfaced in the Divine Library. After quickly reviewing it, Alex smiled faintly and said, "You are Mr. Roberts, I presume. I tend to be quite straightforward, so please don''t be offended."


    Lucien inwardly sneered, thinking Alex was reluctant to ept the challenge. However, Alex''s next statement left him utterly taken aback, "If it''s instruction you need, perhaps my student would be more than adequate."


    "Stage 7 techniques? Can I actually learn something that high-level?" Wendy was visibly shaken.


    Even though she had excelled in hertest exams and held Alex Watson in high regard, old self-doubts die hard. Deep inside, Wendy still viewed herself as the least likely to seed. How could someone like her be worthy of learning such advanced techniques?


    Noticing Wendy''s flustered and overwhelmed look, Alex gave a resigned smile, "You''re my only student, Wendy. Who else would I teach?"


    This reassurance warmed Wendy''s heart, prompting a goofy grin. For the first time since starting school, she felt genuinely supported by a teacher. So this is what it feels like to have a mentor!


    But soon, her thoughts drifted to Isabe Roberts, the new addition to the Omni-ss. With Isabe''s remarkable abilities, it seemed inevitable that Alex would shift his focus towards her eventually. The thought of bing less important gnawed at Wendy, though she quickly shook off such notions.


    Wendy, stop it! Being taught by Mr. Watson is a privilege. To even think ofpeting with a prodigy like Isabe for his attention! With her priorities realigned, Wendy felt more at peace.


    Meanwhile, Alex was oblivious to her internal turmoil and began the lesson in earnest, "You''ve nearly perfected the Divine Light Mastery. You don''t need much instruction from me now; just keep up your current practice, and the technique will evolve on its own. The new technique I''m about to teach, called ''Mortal God Curse,'' is listed as abat technique in the encyclopedias."


    Wendy tensed up at this. "But Mr. Watson, I''m trained as a Blesser. Is it appropriate for me to take on something so challenging?"


    Alex just chuckled lightly, "Remember what I told you? Blessers are meant to lead the charge. What''s wrong with having a littlebat knowledge?"


    Stumped, Wendy couldn''t muster a response.


    "The core idea behind the ''Mortal God Curse'' involves using our physical bodies to tap into divine power temporarily¡ªjust a small fraction, really. But even that fraction qualifies it as a stage 7 technique."


    Wendy looked eager to learn more.


    Yet, Alex''s following remarks threw her for a loop once more, "This technique, though potent, is fundamentally wed. The true essence of ''Mortal God Curse'' isn''t about timidly borrowing divine power for fleeting moments of battle. Rather, it''s about conditioning our bodies to harness this power independently, growing stronger without any divine crutch. I''ve revised many inuracies in the original technique. Forget the old ways and follow my instructions instead."


    "Roger that!" Wendy affirmed, ready to embrace this new challenge.


    Wendy gave an eager nod, wholeheartedly cing her trust in Alex. Whatever Mr. Watson instructs, I''ll follow!


    ...


    As two days whisked away, students began trickling back into Santania School.


    One afternoon, a particrly striking group caught everyone''s attention, halting bystanders in their tracks.


    "Look, are those people from the Roberts family? Such an borate show!"


    "My gosh, are they moving into the school with all those bags?"


    "I wish I had been born into such a fortunate family."


    Leading the procession was Lucien Roberts, Isabe''s third brother, walking with a confident air. Behind him were twelve bodyguards in uniform, each carrying borate gifts. The sheer extravagance of the packaging spoke volumes about their value.


    Isabe, meanwhile, wore a look of difort. "Dad did mention maintaining proper decorum, but this seems excessively mboyant. It''s quite embarrassing."


    She recalled her initial enrollment in Warrior ss A, when her eldest brother, Michel Roberts, had apanied her in a much more understated manner.


    Responding to his sister''s reluctance, Lucien stated confidently, "Isabe, you''re seeking a mentor. We must make a significant impression! Simply handing over a card as Michel didcks presence! How else will others understand the depth of the Roberts family''s respect for education and mentorship?"


    "Alright, if it makes you happy."


    They quickly reached Alex'' office and knocked softly. When Alex opened the door to such a crowd, he was visibly puzzled. What is this? Lucien, too, was taken aback. Is this really Isabe''s new teacher? He looks so young, and somewhat... underwhelming? Has my little sister been misled by this pretty face?


    Doubt crossed Lucien''s mind as Isabe hurried to exin, "Mr. Watson, these are the mentorship gifts my father insisted we present to you. Please ept them."


    Soon, the office was overwhelmed with packages. "From the Roberts family to Teacher Alex Watson, mentorship gifts including: A pair of millennium-old lingzhi mushrooms! Millennium-old ginseng roots! A golden silk armor suit! Two bottles of Blood Revival Pills! ..."


    Soon, the gifts covered Alex''s desk, nearly obscuring his view. Alex, seeing the array of gifts, hesitated before querying, "Isabe, as you are still only an observer, wouldn''t epting these gifts be somewhat improper?"


    It seemed he might decline them. Isabe quickly reassured, "Mr. Watson, my father anticipated your concerns and asked me to make it clear that these are merely formal gestures from our family, essentially a weing gift. Once I formally join the ss, we will organize a proper mentorship celebration. We hope you will grace it with your presence."


    Alex slightly nodded in understanding. Benefits presented with such formality are hard to refuse. "Then, I''ll graciously ept, thank you."


    Yet, Lucien interjected, stepping in front of Alex and Isabe with a slightly unfriendly tone, "Wait! The mentorship gift is indeed from my father, but as her elder brother, I have a responsibility to ensure it''s well-received. Mr. Watson, might I request the honor of a brief demonstration of your abilities?"


    Alex slightly lifted an eyebrow, recognizing the challenge. It seems this member of the Roberts family wants to see if he is qualified to ept these gifts.


    At this moment, Lucien''s profile had already surfaced in the Divine Library. After quickly reviewing it, Alex smiled faintly and said, "You are Mr. Roberts, I presume. I tend to be quite straightforward, so please don''t be offended."


    Lucien inwardly sneered, thinking Alex was reluctant to ept the challenge. However, Alex''s next statement left him utterly taken aback, "If it''s instruction you need, perhaps my student would be more than adequate."


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