The next day, Li Chufan was sealed into the state of a Mortal, his face full of misery as he swept the stairs alongside Li Xingci.
Holding a broom, Li Chufan accompanied his father, sweeping the steps one by one.
"Dad, Grandmaster only told you to sweep the ground, not me. Besides, this doesn't help my cultivation at all."
"I'm an Integration Stage cultivator, at the very least. Dad, stop trying to fob me off with tales meant for children."
After sweeping those thousand steps, Li Chufan was so tired his back ached.
Li Xingci, on the other hand, quietly swept the stairs behind him bit by bit, not looking tired in the slightest.
"Shut up. When you were running your mouth and making fun of your father, you should have thought there'd be a day like this." Li Xingci rolled his eyes at Li Chufan.
"Dad, I was wrong. Let me off already. Have Mom undo my seal. Being a Mortal is simply too painful." Li Chufan wore a bitter expression.
"You grew up in a honey pot. From the moment you were born, someone helped you sort out your meridians and circulate the Sect's Cultivation Method for you."
"Though certain reasons left your aptitude mediocre, all kinds of spiritual herbs, sacred pills, and Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasures made up for your acquired aptitude."
"Lately, whenever I looked at you, I always felt that you were missing something."
"Now I've finally figured out what it was."
Li Xingci gathered the fallen leaves from the stairs into the dustpan, then stood and smiled at Li Chufan.
"What am I missing? Don't tell me it's this sort of Mortal experience?" Li Chufan said.
"That's right. In your Grandmaster's words: the Mortal Body is the Beginning of the Great Dao."
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