In those peaceful days, everyone had their own pursuits to keep them busy.
Every morning, Lin Man practiced her swordsmanship in front of the Purple Pole Hall.
That day, she had finished practicing and was resting on the stone steps outside the hall when Lin Chen walked over.
"Aunt, your swordsmanship just keeps getting better," Lin Chen praised. "I was watching just now. With that one slash, purple qi swept in from the east for thirty thousand miles. You nearly blinded me."
Lin Man smiled. "It wasn't nearly that dramatic. You're not bad yourself. When shall we have a spar?"
Lin Chen's eyes lit up. "Sure! I've been wanting to see whether my Chaos Life Dao can withstand your sword."
"Then how about now?" Lin Man stood, drawing her Purple Crystal Sword.
Lin Chen summoned his Purple Star Sword as well and took his stance.
The two began trading blows on the open ground in front of the hall.
Lin Man's swordsmanship was fiercely incisive, every strike aimed straight at a vital point. Lin Chen's swordsmanship was more fluid. Combined with his Chaos Life Dao, it let him heal his injuries one moment and strip away his opponent's life force the next, giving Lin Man quite a headache.
"You brat, you're getting harder and harder to handle." Lin Man smiled as she slashed, sending purple qi surging into the sky.
Lin Chen sidestepped the blow and swept his Purple Star Sword across, spreading pale golden light.
They fought for more than a hundred exchanges, neither gaining the upper hand.
"All right, all right, that's enough." Lin Man put away her sword. "If we keep this up, these old bones of mine will fall apart."
Lin Chen put away his sword too. "How are you old, Aunt? You look even younger