"I don't expect all of you to fully understand the Dao Heart just yet," Lin Feng said calmly, his gaze sweeping across the vast field.
His voice was neither loud nor forceful, yet it carried effortlessly to every corner, as if it resonated directly within their minds.
"For most, it is something that can only be glimpsed through experience. It cannot be borrowed, nor can it be handed to you by another."
He began to walk slowly among them, his hands clasped behind his back, his expression serene.
"Cultivation is not merely about talent or resources," he continued. "There will be moments when you doubt yourselves… moments when the path ahead seems impossible. At such times, what sustains you is not your strength but your Dao Heart."
A faint breeze swept across the field, causing robes and hair to flutter gently. Yet not a single student made a sound. All eyes remained fixed on him.
