Chapter 488: Teaching and Mentoring? That's Her Specialty!

After all, when we were in Xiliang City, Nangong Mo was one of the few people who truly cared for her and helped her.

However, after the awkward incident last time, she no longer dares to casually ask about Nangong Mo's leg ailment.

"Perhaps we can start with Qingshu."

Ye Qingran thought to herself.

That night

A dart flew out of the darkness and pierced the room.

Qingshu suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the dart nailed to the wall, his gaze flickered, and after pulling it out and removing the attached note, he opened it and was left speechless.

Qingshu thought for a moment, rose, quickly dressed, and leapt toward the outside of the residence.

In a narrow alley, a figure in white, back turned to Qingshu.

"Miss Ye?"

Although the note was unsigned, Qingshu recognized the silhouette by the starlight and moonlight.

Ye Qingran turned around and said, "It's me."

"It's really you, Miss Ye!" Qingshu's face brightened. "Miss Ye, what brings you to see me?"

"I want to ask you a question about Nangong Mo."

Qingshu was startled, nodded slowly, and said, "Go ahead, Miss Ye."

He thought perhaps Miss Ye could help his own master.

"What's the deal with your master's leg?"

Upon Ye Qingran's question, Qingshu suddenly recalled that she was an eighth‑rank Alchemist, perhaps having a way to cure his master's leg.

"It was originally a secret; the master forbade me to speak, but since you asked, Miss Ye, I'll betray my master this once."

While saying this, Qingshu suddenly knelt before Ye Qingran.

"Miss Ye, please, help my master!"

"Speak whatever you need to say."

Qingshu stood again and calmly recounted Nangong Mo's leg ailment.

Ye Qingran asked for more details, and after a thorough understanding, she also grasped the condition of Nangong Mo's leg ailment.

"Alright, I understand."

"Then, Miss Ye, my master's leg…"

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem."

Qingshu was startled.

"Miss Ye, what do you mean?"

"Give me some time… about three months, and I can make him no different from an ordinary person."

"What?"

"Three months to make your master indistinguishable from a normal person?"

Qingshu was shocked.

Originally, he didn't have much hope. Because Ye Qingran was only an eighth‑rank Alchemist. Over the years, they had consulted several ninth‑rank Alchemists, all to no avail.

But…

"Miss Ye, is this… is this real?"

He felt as if he were dreaming, very unreal.

Ye Qingran thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, three months is a conservative estimate; if he pushes himself a bit, perhaps a little over two months will suffice."

This is the confidence of a Ghost Doctor.

Previously, she knew nothing about Nangong Mo's legs, so she dared not make a claim.

After listening to Qingshu's detailed explanation, she basically understood Nangong Mo's current condition; with that foundation, she basically knew how to treat it and how long it would take.

"A little over two months?"

Qingshu simply didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment.

It was more exhilarating than the joy after surviving a tribulation.

His pitiful master, finally about to taste sweet after bitterness?

The middle‑aged man, hunched over, clenching his fists, began to cry in front of Ye Qingran.

That caught Ye Qingran completely off guard.

"You trust me just like that?"

She thought for a moment and said.

Qingshu nodded desperately.

"Miss Ye, I believe you, because I've always thought you are someone who can create miracles."

He suppressed his sobbing voice and said solemnly.

Ye Qingran gave a faint smile.

Sometimes, being trusted by others is also a pleasant thing.

"Don't worry, everything will get better."

She patted Qingshu's shoulder and then left.

Qingshu watched her back, his defenses broken.

Only heaven knows how much he has endured and suppressed over the years.

Hearing Ye Qingran's words, he finally let all his emotions out.

That night, Qingshu sat in the pitch‑black alley and cried for a long time.

The next day

Ye Qingran got up early and rushed to the Academy.

Today is her first day on the job.

There's a saying: when you enter a village, follow its customs.

Although she joined the Shen Zhou Academy to investigate her mother Yun Sui Feng's whereabouts, being a Special Grade Instructor at the Academy means she will demand herself to act in that capacity.

When she arrived at the Academy, the newly recruited instructors had almost all arrived.

She was the only Special Grade Instructor.

There were a dozen or so Regular Instructors.

Today was the day they all officially started, and the Academy would assign someone to give them tasks.

The news that the Academy's newly hired Special Grade Instructor was a young woman spread quickly, causing quite a stir, yet few had actually seen Ye Qingran in person.

Thus, when Ye Qingran appeared in her capacity as a Special Grade Instructor, all the newly appointed and veteran instructors were shocked.

"My god, is she the new Special Grade Instructor? So young, and so beautiful?!"

"I had no idea; I thought a celestial maiden had descended!"

"With looks like that, the Beauty Ranking's top spot will be ruined!"

The one in charge of assigning tasks was Li Zhanglao.

Ye Qingran gave him a glance but said nothing.

Li Zhanglao also spotted Ye Qingran at first glance, a hint of dark light flashing in his eyes.

He first assigned tasks to the Regular Instructors.

The Regular Instructors' tasks were actually very simple: just follow the senior instructors and learn. Each newly appointed instructor was paired with an experienced instructor.

In the end, only Ye Qingran remained.

Elder Ye gave her a glance, a faint cold smile at the corner of his lips.

"Ye Qingran, you will take charge of Renxu 108 Class."

Renxu denotes the enrollment year, and the following number is the class number.

When he said that, most of the new instructors barely reacted, while the veteran instructors each wore a strange expression.

Ye Qingran lifted an eyebrow; seeing their reactions, she knew this wouldn't be an easy task.

She retorted, "According to Academy regulations, a Special Grade Instructor does need to lead a class, but doesn't it require a three‑month probation?"

Every Special Grade Instructor must lead at least one class, similar to a homeroom teacher.

Li Zhanglao gave a cold smile, "Instructor Ye, you are so outstanding that the Academy holds you in special regard, so the probation period is waived."

Ye Qingran chuckled inwardly.

I don't believe you for a second!

Although she didn't know what kind of celestial class Renxu 108 Class was, seeing Li Zhanglao so eager to have her become its homeroom teacher made it clear the class would be hard to manage!

It might even be a God Pit!

But is she scared?

Back then, the Dragon Tooth thugs of the First Legion of Jiuzhou, each relying on their extraordinary talent and looking down on her, were eventually forced to submit to her, weren't they?

Teaching and nurturing students is what she excels at most!

Ye Qingran smiled and clenched her fist.

"Since that's the case, I thank the Academy for its esteem."

Seeing Ye Qingran agree, Li Zhanglao's smile grew increasingly sinister.

"Instructor Ye, you must do your best and not disappoint the Academy."

Li Zhanglao's tone was oddly contradictory.

After Li Zhanglao left, the veteran instructors looked at Ye Qingran with sympathy, shook their heads in sighs, and then gradually departed.

"Girl, congratulations—you arrived and immediately became a Class Instructor."

Qin Hao walked over, smiling, and said to Ye Qingran.

Ye Qingran twitched the corner of her mouth, "Brother Qin, are you praising me or insulting me?"

Qin Hao was startled, "What do you mean?"

"There's a saying that when a matter arises without cause, a demon must be involved. I think Renxu 108 Class is likely to be trouble."

Qin Hao was stunned.

"No way?"

"Shall we go inquire and find out?"