As everyone recuperated, the Purple Cloud Palace gradually regained the warmth and bustle of everyday life.
Mother Lin cooked in person every day, preparing all kinds of nourishing spirit congee and medicinal dishes for her injured daughter and the others.
She was getting on in years, and her cultivation was not particularly high, but her love and care warmed everyone's hearts.
"Man, here, have some congee." Carrying a steaming bowl of Spirit Mushroom Soul-Nourishing Congee, Mother Lin sat beside Lin Man's bed.
"Mother." Lin Man took it and drank in small sips.
The congee contained millennium spirit mushroom, soul-nourishing herb, and a few drops of dragon-blood honey. Sweet and delicious, its warmth flowed straight into her heart.
Mother Lin sat beside her, watching her drink, her eyes full of tender concern. "You child, you always charge to the very front. I know you're powerful, but blades have no eyes. What if..."
"Mother, I'll be fine," Lin Man reassured her. "With my brother and everyone else here, nothing will happen to me."
Mother Lin sighed and gently patted her hand. "Rest and heal properly. Once you're better, I'll make you more delicious food."
Lin Chen occasionally emerged from the Chaos Space to chat with his mother and grandmother and share a meal, then hurried back to cultivate.
Dong Xuan worried about her son. Every time, she personally cooked his favorite dishes, then watched him eagerly until he finished, her eyes filled with joy and reluctance to let him go.
"Mother, don't look at me like that. It's not as though I'm never coming back," Lin Chen said helplessly.
Dong Xuan stroked his head. "I know. But every time you enter seclusion, even if you're inside the Chaos Space, I still worry. What if you get hurt? What if..."
"Mother, Father is