Zhao ChuXue and the others belonged to this group of middling talents.
Had it been the Zhao ChuXue and the others from before, upon hearing that Lin Lin had been accepted by the Valley Master as a personal disciple, they would probably have felt nothing but envy, jealousy, and resentment.
But now, whenever they heard others say such things, they merely sneered.
As if watching clowns, they watched these people rage helplessly and wallow in envy, jealousy, and resentment.
These people had no idea how quickly Lin Lin was growing stronger, nor how astonishingly dedicated he was to cultivation!
Ever since they had wanted to challenge Lin Lin last time, only to lack even the courage to make a move, The Quartet had become much more restrained.
They no longer shouted every day about how they would beat Lin Lin into whatever state once they defeated him. Instead, they began observing his daily routines and life, hoping to grasp the secret of becoming stronger from him.
At this moment, all four of them felt unwillingness in their hearts.
Even if they could not defeat Lin Lin, the next time, they at least had to be qualified to draw their swords before him.
If they could not even do that, they would not know where to put their pride!
And once they took advantage of being his neighbors to observe him, they were all stunned.
In their eyes, cultivating for four or five hours each day was already extremely diligent.
After all, people were not made of steel. After arduous cultivation, they needed some relaxation and enjoyment as well.
With sufficient rest to soothe their minds, they could have the energy to face another equally grueling day of cultivation.
Yet Lin Lin was even more outrageous. Not only did he cultivate