My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Ah… Ah…" The old woman placed her hands on the ground, her withered face twisted and terrifying.

At this moment, the old woman felt as though there was a huge mountain on her back, suppressing her.

She tasted blood in her throat, but for the sake of her face, she swallowed it back.

"W-What did you do?!"

The middle-aged man on the left sensed the old woman's pressure on Lu Zijia, but he didn't expect the old woman to be the one who ended up in a sorry state.

This shocked and angered the middle-aged man.

This was because the old woman was from the Upper Martial World like him. Now, she was being humiliated by a little girl from the Lower Martial World. Where would their reputation go?

"Take this!"

The middle-aged man shouted, took out the big knife hanging on his waist, and slashed at Lu Zijia, looking as though he wanted to kill her.

Lu Zijia turned her hands, and ten silver needles instantly appeared between her fingers, shooting out.

"Hmph! Small tricks."

Seeing that the weapon Lu Zijia used was actually an embroidery needle, the middle-aged man smiled disdainfully. Clearly, he didn't take Lu Zijia's "embroidery needle" weapon seriously.

However, in the next moment…

"Argh!"

The middle-aged man looked at the large saber in his hand that had been pierced by a few silver needles. His eyes widened as though he had seen a ghost.

"I-Impossible! This is impossible!"

The middle-aged man shook his head in disbelief, as though he couldn't believe that this was true.

His saber and weapon were top-notch even in the Upper Martial World. How could they be instantly pierced by a few small embroidery needles?

Lu Zijia smiled and said in an exceptionally gentle voice, "Nothing is impossible."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly opened her right hand to the middle-aged man.

"Argh!"

As Lu Zijia moved, the middle-aged man seemed to have suffered a powerful attack. He screamed and covered his chest, and the saber in his hand fell.

"You, you…"

It was as though there were thousands of ants in his body eating his internal organs, causing the middle-aged man to scream repeatedly. He was just short of rolling on the ground.

"Uncle Liang? What's wrong?"

At this moment, Cao Fei'er seemed to have reacted. She squatted down anxiously, wanting to help the middle-aged man.

However, the middle-aged man was in so much pain that he couldn't get up at all. She couldn't help him up no matter how hard she tried.

"Nanny Lin."

Seeing that she couldn't help the middle-aged man, Cao Fei'er could only change her target and help the old woman up.

This time, she managed to help the elderly lady up. However, at this moment, the old woman was completely exhausted. She could not even stand properly, and almost all her weight was on Cao Fei'er.

Cao Fei'er frowned slightly. She honestly wanted to push the old woman away, but after two or three tries, she still couldn't push her away. She could only give up, but her frown deepened.

"Miss Fei'er, let's go"

Nanny Lin didn't seem to notice Cao Fei'er's resistance to her approach. She glanced at Lu Zijia warily and lowered her voice.

Nanny Lin originally thought that with her cultivation and identity at level seven of the ancient martial arts realm, she could do whatever she wanted in the entire martial arts world. She didn't expect to encounter such a tough opponent as soon as she attacked.

This frightened and embarrassed her.

Cao Fei'er had traveled all the way from the upper martial arts world to the lower martial arts world for Mu Tianyan. She hadn't even met him yet, so how could she be willing to leave?