My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Tian Hongcheng patted his son's shoulder and said, "Son, you're indeed foolish but lucky! It's your great fortune to meet Alchemist Lu and the others."

Tian Xiaogui was speechless. Foolish but lucky? So, did his father think he was stupid?

"Son, even though Alchemist Lu said that she didn't suffer a loss in this batch of pills, we can't treat it as if we have a clear conscience. I think Alchemist Lu gave us such a low price for the sake of your friendship. She's treating us sincerely. We can't be ungrateful. You can't forget this favor. You have to repay them well in the future. If they need help, you don't have to wait for them to ask, just take the initiative, understand?"

Tian Hongcheng educated his son earnestly.

Tian Xiaogui wasn't impatient at all. He nodded solemnly and said, "Father, I know. Don't worry. I wouldn't blink even if Alchemist Lu asked me to go up a mountain of knives and go into a pot of oil."

Tian Hongcheng slapped the back of his son's head angrily. "You won't blink? If you won't blink, are you sure you'll still be alive?"

Tian Xiaogui was stunned. When did his father, who had always been strict, learn to tell lame jokes?

"Alright, split these bottles of pills with Xiao Shan. Cultivate well and don't be lazy."

Tian Hongcheng only kept one bottle for himself after exchanging a few bottles of pills from Lu Zijia and stuffed the rest into his son's hands.

Without giving his son a chance to refuse, he chased him out of the room swiftly.

Tian Xiaogui stood at the door with a few jade bottles in his hand. Looking at the closed door in front of him, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

His father had been especially strict with him since he was young, but he also loved him a lot. Even though he rarely showed it, one could sense the fatherly love in it if one observed carefully.

For example, right now…

"Thank you, Father. I'll definitely cultivate hard." Tian Xiaogui swore solemnly as he faced the door.

…

After a night, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan had nothing to do, so they planned to take a walk in the sea at the edge of Haichuan City.

Hearing that, Tian Xiaogui and the others wanted to go with them, but Lu Zijia rejected them.

What a joke! How could she bring a few third wheels with her when she was on a date with her man?

Besides, the golden pagoda kept making a fuss about coming out. If she went out for a while, she could also let the golden pagoda out.

Seeing that the couple insisted that he didn't have to arrange for someone to protect them, Zuo Wei had no choice but to give up. However, he prepared a very comfortable car for the two of them.

The moment Lu Zijia saw the car, her eyes lit up and she wanted to be a driver again.

However, her man pressed her against the passenger seat.

Lu Zijia was speechless. She only drove the car like a flying car once. Did her man have to remember it for so long?

Sensing his wife's resentment, Mu Tianyan raised his hand and rubbed her furry head, coaxing her, "Be good. When we go to the cultivation world, you can drive as you please."

Hearing that, Lu Zijia's eyes first lit up, then she reacted and looked at the man with disdain.

"Where would there be cars in the cultivation world?"

There were a lot of flying Dharma artifacts, but there were basically no Dharma artifacts for walking on the land!

Mu Tianyan touched her head again and stroked her fur. "There should be a carriage in the cultivation world, right?"

Lu Zijia: "…" There were indeed carriages, but they weren't pulled by the horses like they were in this world, but by spirit beasts.