After recovering from his physical exhaustion, Lin Taichu began cultivating his internal energy again. Following a day of intense training, his internal energy flowed more smoothly than usual, and his inner strength increased slightly.
He knew that although this kind of high-intensity training was grueling, it was highly beneficial for improving his strength.
After cultivation ended, dinner was delivered. Lin Taichu was starving and immediately picked up his bowl and chopsticks, wolfing down his food. After eating, he washed up briefly and went to bed.
Lying there, he recalled the day's training and the disciples' attitudes toward him. He knew full well that the days ahead would not be easy. These disciples' hostility would not fade so easily; they would definitely look for more chances to provoke him.
Over the next few days, training continued as usual. The content was much the same as on the first day: morning runs, lifting stone locks, practicing accuracy with hidden weapons, and other basic exercises.
Lin Taichu attended training on time every day and never slacked off. No matter how intense the training became, he gritted his teeth and persevered. His performance grew better and better—he ran faster each morning, held the stone locks longer, and steadily improved his accuracy with hidden weapons.
The disciples' attitudes toward him also changed in subtle ways. The blatant provocations from before became far less frequent. Though they still harbored hostility, their reactions now carried more scrutiny and observation.
They had not expected this well-connected newcomer, who had entered through the back door, to be so capable of enduring hardship. His strength was gradually improving as well; he was not the all-show-no-substance fraud they had imagined.
Although the tall disciple still disliked him, he no longer took the initiative to provoke him. He merely competed with Lin