I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! - Chapter 366 Behold My Glorious Transcendent Flying Boat

Chapter 366: Chapter 366 Behold My Glorious Transcendent Flying Boat

“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.

“So I urge you to be steadfast in your dreams,” Lin Feng said, his tone deep yet steady. “And no matter what you face, learn to look toward the light instead of the darkness. Only then will your Dao Heart remain unshaken.” He paused, allowing his words to sink into their hearts before speaking once more.

“After all… seeking enlightenment in a single day is like trying to drink the vast ocean with a spoon.” The moment those words fell, silence enveloped the entire field. It was as if time itself had slowed.

Every student sat frozen in place, their minds echoing with that single sentence. Then, something subtle yet profound occurred.

It felt as though a hidden door deep within their consciousness had been gently pushed open. Not fully just enough for a sliver of light to seep through.

Their breathing unconsciously steadied. Their thoughts, once scattered, began to align. Even those who had been confused earlier now felt a strange clarity washing over them.

They could sense the depth behind Lin Feng’s words. They knew there was a greater truth hidden within but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t quite grasp it.

It remained just beyond their reach, like mist slipping through their fingers. Yet that did not frustrate them. Instead… it inspired them. A spark ignited in their hearts.

Some students slowly clenched their fists, their eyes sharpening with determination.

Others lowered their heads, their expressions turning solemn as they reflected on their own journeys and on their failures, their fears, and the reasons they had chosen the path of cultivation in the first place.

A few couldn’t even remain standing any longer. They immediately sat down in the lotus position once more, closing their eyes as they tried to stabilize the sudden surge of insight within them.

“I need to become stronger…” one student whispered, his voice trembling slightly, yet filled with resolve.

“I can become stronger,” another said, as if convincing not just others but himself.

“Beautiful women admire strong men… I have to work harder!” a third declared with complete seriousness, earning a few quiet, stifled chuckles from those nearby.

Others, however, had deeper thoughts.

“I’ve been too complacent…”

“My Dao Heart… has it already wavered?”

“So this is what I’ve been lacking all along…”

Different thoughts, different realizations but all led to the same conclusion. Lin Feng’s words had reached them.

Standing at the front, Lin Feng observed everything in silence. His expression remained calm, almost indifferent, yet his eyes seemed to take in every subtle change among his students.

He did not interrupt them. He simply allowed the moment to unfold. Because he knew that for many of them, this would be the first true step on their path.

Lin Feng was just about to dismiss the class when something strange stirred in the sky above.

A low hum echoed through the air, growing louder with each passing second. The students instinctively looked up, their calm expressions quickly shifting into surprise.

“Look! A flying boat!” someone shouted.

“That insignia… that flag!”

“It’s from the Hidden Mist Sect!” voices rang out one after another, rippling through the crowd like a wave.

All eyes turned skyward as a massive flying vessel descended from the clouds. Its body was grand and imposing, adorned with intricate carvings and a towering banner that fluttered proudly in the wind.

The spiritual pressure it emitted was heavy, yet controlled, making even some of the stronger cultivators subconsciously hold their breath. At first, many assumed it was merely passing through the city.

But to their astonishment, the flying boat did not slow down or change direction.

Instead, it headed straight toward Spirit Spring Academy… more precisely, toward the very field where Lin Feng had been teaching. A hush fell over the crowd.

Even the academy elders, who had been observing from afar, narrowed their eyes with concern. A visit from a major sect was never a trivial matter.

The massive vessel descended slowly, its shadow covering a large portion of the field. Yet despite its size, it landed with surprising gentleness, stirring only a soft gust of wind rather than chaos.

Moments later, a figure stepped out from the deck. It was an old man.

He wore refined robes, his bearing dignified and imposing. His aura was deep and unfathomable, the kind that spoke of long years of cultivation and authority.

His sharp eyes swept across the crowd, carrying a natural sense of pressure that made many students lower their heads unconsciously.

For a brief moment, his gaze lingered on the thousands gathered below. Then it landed on Lin Feng. In that instant, everything changed.

The sternness on his face vanished completely, replaced by an almost eager expression… one that seemed entirely focused on pleasing the man before him.

Before anyone could react, the old man hurried forward, his steps quick and lacking the dignity he had shown just moments ago.

“Young Master Lin Feng!” he called out, his voice filled with respect.

Reaching Lin Feng, he didn’t hesitate in the slightest. He bowed deeply… far deeper than anyone had expected from someone of his apparent status. The entire field fell into stunned silence.