A Test of Shamelessness

Sending the Qi through the thin fibers, Di Tou couldn't help but sweat a little as his head began to hurt as it tried to figure out how to allocate all of the Qi. It was like trying to do ten different things with each one of his fingers, only he was doing thousands of fibers, and his Qi, although intimate to him, was nowhere as familiar as his fingers.

Thankfully, even with his Spiritual Sense on haywire, his mental strength was still as powerful as ever, and he was able to slowly work the Qi through each fiber, although not without failure. By the time he finished, perhaps only half of the fibers remained, leaving the once lush broom looking a bit sparse.

Still, in a strange state, Di Tou slowly lowered his broom and lightly swept it across the ground, his body subconsciously bringing him to the most perfect form that he had trained through hours of sweeping.