Mount Xiang's Bitter Cultivation!
Lin Bai stood by the Martial Arts Arena as if possessed, his gaze fixed like a hawk's on the many young martial artists in the arena. Although his stare had caught the attention of quite a few instructors, whenever they looked his way, Lin Bai would instinctively lower his head, give an awkward laugh, and put on an expression of envy and jealousy.
This made the instructors think Lin Bai envied those martial artists for being able to cultivate in Dust Courtyard. None of them found it strange. Becoming a Dragon Court disciple already required crossing a very high threshold, so it was only natural that others would feel envious.
"Who is that?" Lin Bai spotted another martial artist in the arena and asked Lu Yin in a low voice. Lu Yin was like an encyclopedia, and his memory was astonishing. No matter whom Lin Bai pointed out in the arena, Lu Yin could instantly state that person's cultivation, origins, and background, allowing Lin Bai to commit them all to memory at once.
"Who is that?"
"And that person..."
Over the next few days, Lin Bai became acquainted with nearly all the outstanding disciples in Dust Courtyard and firmly committed them to memory.
That day, after Shui Qiudie returned to Mount Xiang, exhausted from head to toe, she entered the main hall and rested. It was not until the moon hung high in the sky that Lin Bai arrived outside the main hall and called in a low voice, "Little Princess!"
"What is it?" Little Princess's voice came from inside the main hall.
"Does Little Princess still remember that, before Grand Princess left, she instructed you to cultivate alongside me?" Lin Bai asked calmly.
"It's been eight or nine days already. I thought you had forgotten."