He shook his head with a wry smile; reality is always much more brutal than fantasy.
Merely mastering theoretical knowledge is far from enough. One must be able to create truly valuable achievements to stand firm in this reform.
Just as Frederick was lost in such worries and thoughts, a sudden, immense shock struck him.
It was a torrent of blessing so pure it was astonishing, transmitted from a relatively close distance with unprecedented intensity and concentration.
The sensation was like a person wandering in the desert suddenly encountering sweet dew, or a river on the brink of drying up suddenly merging with a surging tributary.
Frederick’s body trembled violently, almost losing control in this intense pleasure.
He had to grip the edge of the podium tightly, forcing himself to maintain an outward calm.
But the shock was so intense that his legs began to go weak, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Whose blessing is this?"
Frederick exclaimed in his heart, striving to analyze the source and characteristics of this blessing.
As an experienced teacher, he had a keen perception of the quality of various blessings.
The blessings from ordinary apprentices were usually weak and fleeting, like a long, but limited, gentle rain.
The blessings generated by talented students would be purer and more lasting, like the warm sun of a spring day that feels comforting.
But the scale and quality of the current blessing had completely surpassed all his past experiences.
"Such purity... it’s likely only a treasure-level genius could produce this."
Shock flashed in his eyes, and he began searching his mind for possible sources.
Within the Crystal Tower, the young wizards rated as treasure-level were few and far between, and most of them had clear mentorship relationships.
The one capable of generating such a strong blessing response at this time and place was very likely only one person...
"Ron Ralph?"
Frederick’s eyes widened; this guess made him feel both excited and perplexed.
If it were indeed that young genius undergoing deep study somewhere, what a fortune it would be for the teacher receiving such feedback?
But what intrigued him more was what kind of knowledge imparted could provoke such a strong reaction?
Such a level of blessing feedback usually only appears when a student makes a significant breakthrough or profound understanding.
A bold idea emerged in Frederick’s mind.
That pure energy was slowly nourishing his spiritual core, clearing away the minor pollution accumulated over the years, and even making his thinking sharper.
This effect was not just a simple blessing but rather a near-miraculous spiritual purification.
"I must find a way to grasp this opportunity."
Fierce impulses arose in Frederick’s heart; reason told him to remain calm, but his inner desire burned like a flame.
As a scholar who had toiled in the field of Enchantment for most of his life, he was all too aware of the preciousness of such an opportunity.
If he could establish a mentor-student relationship with that genius, not only would he receive an endless stream of blessing feedback, but more importantly, he would gain a true sense of accomplishment in academia.
Moreover, in the upcoming wave of reform, a mentor with a treasure-level student would undoubtedly gain higher status and better treatment.
"But... he already has so many excellent mentors and guides..."
The harshness of reality quickly extinguished the fire in Frederick’s heart.
With Ron’s current status and achievements, how easy would it be to approach and establish a mentor-student relationship with him?
Furthermore, the other party might only be studying Enchantment out of interest rather than genuine professional need.
"However... there might still be a chance."
Frederick recalled a brief encounter, remembering the young man’s humble and focused attitude.
Unlike some arrogant geniuses, Ron impressed people as sincere and eager for knowledge.
Such a person might indeed be interested in in-depth academic exchanges.
"I should be more proactive and at least try to create more opportunities for interaction."
With this in mind, Frederick began formulating a plan in his heart.
Perhaps he could create more chances to interact with that genius through academic lectures or seminars.
Alternatively, he could prepare some truly valuable Enchantment materials as an icebreaker for exchange.
He believed that with his decades of accumulation in the field of Enchantment, he could surely offer something of interest to the other party.
"At least give it a try..."
Frederick took a deep breath, feeling the warm power brought by the blessing within him.
This sensation was like encountering sweet dew after a long drought, reigniting his passion for teaching and academia.
Perhaps the god of fate was opening a new door for him, offering him the chance for a true breakthrough and achievement in the latter part of his career.
And the key to it all was the young genius named Ron Ralph.
And the key to it all was the young genius named Ron Ralph.