Even in Lu Da's understanding, it couldn't be said that Lan Jiuji was the master of the Heavenly Demon Stomach. At most, he could only be called its keeper.
But ordinarily speaking, keepers were relatively close to what they kept.
Lan Jiuji naturally knew what the Heavenly Demon Stomach liked, which was why he'd hurriedly offered it a mass of blood essence the moment they met. Unfortunately, it had spat it back out...
—You piece-of-trash keeper, and you still dare come see me?
Master Lu imagined a scene—though of course, it could never have been this dramatic. Yet within the ecstatic aura transmitted from the Source of Spiritual Power, there seemed to be a faint trace of affection between parent and child. What was going on?
Master Lu almost thought this was the real hallucination.
"No!"
Lan Jiuji suddenly shouted and charged straight toward the Source of Spiritual Power without another word.
But how could Lu Da let him approach? He flung open his robe, revealing a whip wrapped around his body. He drew the long whip from his waist, and with a crack of his wrist, it wrapped around Lan Jiuji and yanked him down!
As the Alliance's legendary Adventure King, Master Lu worked perfectly with a long whip. If he added a little cowboy hat, the image would be even more striking.
"Lu Da!" Lan Jiuji cursed. "I haven't even settled accounts with you yet!"
"You think you can settle them?" Master Lu snorted. "I'm here today, so no one can... At the very least, don't even think about taking it away!"
He had originally intended to say that no one could take it away, but the words caught in his throat and his heart skipped a beat. He was afraid of being slapped in the face—there was