The two hardest things in the world were, first, putting your own thoughts into someone else's head, and second, putting someone else's money into your own pocket.
People's thinking could sometimes be incredibly stubborn and extremely difficult for others to change, unless a powerful force came along to overturn it. If these students studied the I Ching and tried to understand so-called superstition with that mindset—if they did not believe from the start and viewed everything with the intention of denying it—how could they possibly grasp the true essence of Daoist knowledge?
So Jiang Hao's move was called "muddying the waters."
He disrupted their fixed ways of thinking. Then, whatever he said next, whether they could accept it or not, they would not immediately reject it outright.
"Let me ask you a question first. How many of you have read cultivation novels, or watched cultivation movies, TV dramas, and the like?" Jiang Hao asked.
As he asked the question, the holographic images around him shifted along with it, displaying many scenes of immortals.
All of it had been set up in advance and was controlled and coordinated by Xiao Xin's intelligent system.
Whoosh!
Nearly everyone among the thousand-plus people in the auditorium raised their hands.
"Then let me ask another question. How many of you believe that real cultivation truly exists? Don't fake it. I just want to see the real data," Jiang Hao continued.
This time, only a handful of people in the entire venue raised their hands. Jiang Hao counted them. There were only eight.
"Thank you. Please put them down."
"Do you want to know whether I believe cultivation exists?" Jiang Hao asked.
"Yes!"
People below stood up and shouted.
Jiang Hao smiled. "Actually, let me tell you this: cultivators have always existed. They simply are not