"I ate it, the whole thing.
"But I suffered afterward. I nearly roasted to death."
Tang Wen spoke, noticing that the Popularity Little Figure above Xifang Kongming's head looked full of regret, as though he wanted to skin Tang Wen and dig the fruit out of his belly.
"A Heaven-Born Fruit, boy! Do you know what a Heaven-Born Fruit is?" Xifang Kongming asked.
"No! But Hong Xiu said its spiritual energy was a hundred times that of a little vermilion fruit king or something.
"I only felt hot. Then I hurriedly took Tu Qianqiu's Ice Spirit Pills. I had to swallow a lot of them before I survived.
"Otherwise, it would have roasted me to death. Next time, I wouldn't eat one even if you beat me to death," Tang Wen said, playing dumb.
"Eat another, my ass! Does she even have any left?
"That was a treasure! Giving it to you was a waste. It should have gone to people like us in the Concentrating Spirit Realm, or even Divine Sense Realm experts. Eating one would raise our cultivation by a level.
"Alas... you brat, what am I supposed to say? What a waste, what a waste.
"Wait, you should have advanced three or four minor levels." Xifang Kongming looked indignant.
"No, I only advanced one minor level, City Lord," Tang Wen said, shaking his head.
"One level? Impossible! You're only in the First-Rank Realm. Even five or six levels would have been possible. Provided you survived, of course." Xifang Kongming clearly did not believe him.
"I really only advanced one level. I can swear it! I swear on my mother!" Tang Wen said.
"Forget it, forget it. Perhaps something went wrong." Xifang Kongming naturally believed him. Waving a hand, he asked, "Has she left?"
"Who's left?" Tang Wen