"How on earth is Little Junior Brother's cultivation progressing so rapidly? It's only been half a month, and he's nearly reached the same level of mastery as our master's hundred-year cultivation. It's enviable, really."
"Just a while ago, a notorious bandit, skilled in hardened body techniques, was causing trouble at the foot of the mountain. Little Junior Brother was out distributing alms for the first time and happened to bump into him, accidentally killing the bandit with a single slap!"
The senior disciples, who were all old enough to be the young acolyte's father, gazed at him with envy. They thought that the fight between immortals that destroyed their temple must have somehow triggered Little Junior Brother's awakening.
Still uncomfortable with the attention, the young acolyte lowered his head and began to silently recite the divine scripture left by his Immortal Brother.