Lu Ren's face darkened. He flipped his hand and stuffed the extra Dao Fruit into Long Xiaoman's mouth.
"Eat your fruit! And stop talking nonsense!"
"Pah, pah, pah! What kind of fruit is this? It's bitter and astringent..."
Long Xiaoman spat out the fruit, his face full of disgust. "Big brother, are you trying to kill this dragon?"
He was about to kick it away when he sensed a vast, ocean-like fluctuation of Dao Rhyme emanating from the fruit as it rolled across the ground.
His dragon eyes went round. "Wait, is that...?"
"A Dao Fruit. If you don't want it, I'll take it back and give it to Xing Canglan..."
Lu Ren waved a hand, making as if to retrieve it.
"I want it, I want it! Who said I didn't?"
Long Xiaoman pinned the fruit down with a claw. Instantly, the dragon turned obsequious and sidled closer. "Big brother, you really are my own big brother. You gave me a precious Dao Fruit..."
"Didn't you say it was bitter and astringent?"
Lu Ren chuckled.
"Sweet! Sweet right down to my heart!"
Long Xiaoman hurriedly cradled the Dao Fruit as though it were a treasure found once in an age.
This was a Dao Fruit!
A treasure countless Supreme Realm experts would fight tooth and nail for! If he refined it, his breakthrough to the Eighth-Step Supreme Realm was all but certain.
Lu Ren shook his head and laughed at Long Xiaoman's shameless display.
After toying with the Dao Fruit for a while, Long Xiaoman looked up. "Right, big brother. Let's sign a Master-Servant Contract again!"
"Again?"
Lu Ren froze.
"Before, we were afraid of angering the Chaos Clan. Now you're its clan leader. What's left to fear?"
Long Xiaoman spoke as if the answer were obvious. "Besides, cultivation