God Emperor Lang Xuan raised the Dao fruit high up in the air and sized it up repeatedly. His heart was filled with endless joy, and when he turned back to look at Qin Mu, he didn’t seem to describe him as annoying anymore. Instead, he seemed to be a little cute.
“Heavenly venerate mu, work well under me!”
He couldn’t help laughing. “I like to see you as a treacherous minister, a fool who has no choice but to suck up to me!”
Qin Mu reminded him kindly, “Divine emperor, this dao fruit contains the divine consciousness of the strong practitioners of prehistoric times. Be careful not to be possessed. “If divine emperor can really extract the Great Dao of eternal life from this dao fruit, then it wouldn’t be a big deal for me to be your minister and Fool.” He laughed loudly.