At Wang Daoyuan's words, Wang Mingren and Wang Mingxian finally stopped.
The entire courtyard of Changle Palace was littered with shattered bamboo leaves.
The once lush bamboo grove had now been stripped bare by nearly half.
Wang Daoyuan smiled. "Your strength is evenly matched. This round counts as a draw."
Wang Mingxian looked at the bamboo grove and shook her head. "Second Brother still won. The bamboo leaves in the grove could not last much longer, while Second Brother still had plenty of spiritual power left.
These bamboos can only launch bamboo leaves as attacks. If we kept fighting, once the leaves were depleted, I would lose."
Seeing her somewhat dejected, Zhou Luan emerged from Changle Palace's main hall and came to Wang Mingxian's side.
She gathered her into her arms and comforted her. "Don't worry. Myriad Spirits Ancestor said that spirit plants you have nurtured over a long period will be far more powerful.
Go ask your eldest brother for some spirit plants suited for combat. Once you have nurtured them for a while, Ming Ren will no longer be your match."
Wang Mingren was still using a second-tier longsword. If he replaced it with a third-tier Natal Artifact, his strength would take another enormous leap.
However, he had long since grown sensible and no longer fought his younger sister over victory or defeat.
Wang Daoyuan smiled. "Now that both of you have opened your Purple Mansion, you should listen more to Myriad Spirits Ancestor regarding how to cultivate from here on."
After the two bowed in salute, they followed Myriad Spirits Ancestor back to the imperial study.
The two children possessed outstanding talent, and Zhou Luan's old habits returned, her face brimming with pride.
"The children I gave birth to naturally have excellent talent, unlike you, who only