My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



Lu Zijia blinked and told him the cruel truth. "There's only the Alchemy Guild and the Weapon Refinement Guild in Zhuang Prefectural City. There's no Array Formation Guild."

Mu Tianyan: "…" So, was he going to become a pretty boy raised by his wife again?

Even though it felt good to be raised by his wife, a good man earned money to support his wife, not rely on his wife.

So, there must be another way.

"What about the auction house?" Mu Tianyan asked tentatively.

He was not familiar with the cultivation world.

However, he could tell that in such small cities, such techniques were usually only sold in large shops, or could be afforded by these shops.

As for the auction house, no matter how small it was, it should have the ability to buy a few array disks.

Lu Zijia blinked innocently again. "There's no auction house either. There's only a relatively large trading company."

Mu Tianyan: "…"

"Don't laugh."

Mu Tianyan raised his hand to cover his wife's smiling eyes and his ears turned slightly red.

He was an outsider, so it was normal for him not to know.

His wife actually dared to tease him in public. She was really… getting more and more mischievous.

"Alright, I won't laugh. My man is the best."

Lu Zijia raised her hand and pulled his big hand down, nodding repeatedly.

However, even though she wasn't smiling anymore, there was an obvious smile in her bright eyes.

Mu Tianyan: "…" Alright, no matter how naughty his wife was, he was willing to dote on her.

"Then let's go to the trading company now."

To prevent her man from launching a sneak attack on her, Lu Zijia quickly changed the topic and pulled her man forward.

The two of them walked to the door of the Dongling Trading Company and saw a familiar person in surprise.

And this familiar person was Liang Yingjun.

However, at this moment, he was surrounded and attacked by a few people with a swollen face.

Lu Zijia frowned and was about to make a move when the man next to her went up first.

"Ah! Ah, ah…"

After a few shrill screams, Mu Tian's figure appeared next to Lu Zijia again.

"Who… Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Lu family? Do you believe that the Lu family won't let you survive in the prefectural city?"

A gray-clothed man sat up and shouted at Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan while pressing the two bloody wounds on his thigh.

People who gradually gathered around to watch the fun couldn't help looking at the couple sympathetically.

Lu Zijia ignored them and walked straight towards Liang Yingjun, who was standing on the verge of collapse.

"Take this pill first."

Lu Zijia took out a trauma healing pill and put it in Liang Yingjun's hand, then grabbed his other hand to check his pulse.

"No internal injuries. Take the pill and you'll be fine tomorrow," Lu Zijia assured him.

"Fellow Taoist Lu, Fellow Taoist Mu?" Liang Yingjun's eyes were extremely swollen, leaving only a small crack.

He looked at Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan with difficulty for a while before recognizing them.

"Yes, it's us. Eat the pill first."

Lu Zijia had a tough attitude. She grabbed his hand and stuffed the pill into his mouth.

"Ahem…"

Lu Zijia moved so quickly that Liang Yingjun didn't even have a chance to react before the pill melted in his mouth.

"This… This… Fellow Taoist Lu."

Liang Yingjun looked a bit speechless and ashamed of his bruised and swollen face.

"I'm sorry, Fellow Taoist Lu. I… I don't have any more Spirit Stones, but don't worry, I'll definitely return them to you as soon as I have them."