My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



The members of the Lu family burst into laughter after hearing that, and Lu Lingling, the person involved, blushed even more shyly.

In VIP Room Three.

"How's it going?"

City Lord Cheng sat at the round table boldly and asked when he saw Cheng Su'er enter.

Cheng Su'er didn't look too good. She lowered her head after hearing that. "Hejun didn't come to the auction today."

"If he didn't come to the auction, can't you find another way to meet him?"

The wife of the City Lord, who was sitting beside City Lord Cheng, reprimanded him coldly with a straight face.

Cheng Su'er's expression froze and she clenched her fists even tighter.

"First Madam, I've already thought of many ways, but the Lu family is still unwilling to let me in." Cheng Su'er lowered her head and replied a bit aggrievedly.

"Pfft… It seems that you, the future young mistress of the Lu family, don't have much weight in the eyes of the Lu family."

The beautiful woman sitting on the left of the City Lord's wife said mockingly, "Besides, I heard that Lu Hejun wasn't cultivating in seclusion like you said. Instead, he was punished and locked up to reflect on his wrongdoings. I think Lu Hejun will fall out of favor soon. Sister, do you want to find the next one in advance?"

Hearing Cheng Xin'er's piercing words, Cheng Su'er's face became even paler.

"Alright."

Just as Cheng Su'er was about to explain, City Lord Cheng interrupted her mercilessly. "You've been running around these few days. You should be tired. Go back and rest first!"

Hearing that, Cheng Su'er's face turned even paler. Her body even swayed a bit, looking very weak.

"Father asked you to go back and rest. Why aren't you leaving?" Cheng Xin'er couldn't stand her pretense and said mercilessly.

Seeing that there was no turning point, Cheng Su'er had no choice but to suppress the anger and grievance in her heart and leave.

She thought that she would be able to experience it with them this time, but she didn't expect her father to still chase her out of the auction.

Why? Why was her father's daughter at the same time? Why was he so heartless to her?

Thinking of this, Cheng Su'er only felt that the hatred in her heart couldn't dissipate.

…

As everyone discussed animatedly, the time for the auction to begin soon arrived.

The Dongling Trading Company attached great importance to this auction. Not only did they arrange for many experts to participate and preside over it, but the manager also personally presided over it.

"Everyone, welcome to the auction organized by Dongling Trading Company. I know that everyone here is anxious, so I won't say anything more. I now announce that the auction officially begins!"

"The first item is a low-level Yellow-rank spiritual weapon." As Steward Yu, the Dongling Action House Steward, spoke, a tall maidservant with exquisite makeup walked up the platform step by step with a long sword that was emitting a cold light in both hands.

Seeing the long sword in the maidservant's hand, everyone present immediately became a bit restless.

Steward Yu was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. However, this wasn't enough. He had to make these people completely enthusiastic.

After all, only then would the price of the items be higher, right?

Steward Yu took the long sword in the servant's hand and pointed the tip of the sword at the big stone that had already been prepared at the side. Then, he activated the ice inscription on the long sword.

With Steward Yu's previous experience of almost burning his trading company, he could be said to be very careful this time.

The moment the inscription was activated, a powerful ice dragon shattered the huge stone that only two adult men could hug.

Looking at the shattered stone, everyone present was dumbfounded.