Balance

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The sun had just risen.

At the center of the Lu Family Estate's training ground,

a stern-faced young man stood

practicing his martial arts.

He held a saber in one hand.

It was a steel saber—nothing special, but sharp and cheap. If it broke, he would not mourn it.

"The Five Elements Prison Demon Saber has five qualities: Metal's Sharpness, Wood's Bending and Straightening, Water's Flexibility, Fire's Ferocity, and Earth's Heaviness..."

Lu Xuan lowered his saber,

thinking:

The five elements generate and restrain one another. The saber art blends hardness and softness.

He could still picture his master demonstrating the technique. Every movement matched Lu Xuan's own practice exactly, yet his master's had an elusive grace.

The form is there, but the spirit isn't... Lu Xuan pondered.

He slowly opened his eyes and walked a few steps to a round marble stool.

"Huff."

Lu Xuan adjusted his breathing again and gripped the saber with both hands.

He struck, cutting diagonally.

The blade passed soundlessly through the hard marble.

One corner of the stool slid off.

The cut surface was smooth as a mirror.

Before, that same strike had only chipped off a piece of stone and left the web of his hand aching from the shock.

"Hah."

Lu Xuan's face flushed as he exhaled a steaming cloud of white mist.

"That's it!"

Lu Xuan was delighted.

"Earth Generates Metal. Earth's Heaviness lets me wield Metal's Sharpness. That's why the marble cut like butter."

"Fire restrains metal. Fire's Ferocity cancels out Metal's Sharpness. That's why there was no backlash when I withdrew the saber, and my hand doesn't hurt."

"Phew. I nearly disgraced all transmigrators."

Lu Xuan's lips curved into a smile, his eyes gleaming.

That was right. He