The ring's warm glow continued to envelop Yun Lintian as his mother's voice grew more solemn. "Remember, my son—for the techniques and true understanding, you must find your own path. Not even the God of Fate could foresee how you should achieve this balance. This is why you were chosen—why the Profound Vein came to you."
Yun Lintian's grip tightened on the ring. He had so many questions—where was she now? Was she safe? Could he see her? But he knew this was merely a message left long ago, a final piece of guidance embedded in the ring for this exact moment.
"Don't overcomplicate things," Yun Wushuang's voice continued, gentle yet firm. "The deepest truths are often the simplest. You've been searching for complex techniques and forgotten that the answer lies in understanding the essence itself."
The glow began to fade slightly, and Yun Lintian's heart clenched. He wasn't ready to let go of this connection, however illusory it might be.
