My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



Ever since he became the patriarch, Lu Gang, who had never been treated so rudely, gradually darkened his face.

"Fellow Taoist Lu, why are you beating around the bush? We both know why I'm here."

Lu Gang apparently had no intention of beating around the bush with Lu Zijia and directly gave her a number.

"I'll pay 200,000 Spirit Stones for two mid-level Yellow-rank spiritual weapons and two mid-level Yellow-rank inscriptions."

The price Lu Gang offered happened to be the market value. Not one Spirit Stone too much, not one too little.

However, it was impossible to buy a mid-level Yellow-rank inscription spiritual weapon with market value outside, let alone draw two inscriptions. That was even rarer.

So, the price Lu Gang offered was obviously not very sincere.

"200,000 Spirit Stones for a mid-level Yellow-rank spirit weapon?"

Lu Zijia deliberately misinterpreted what he said and praised, "Patriarch Lu is really generous. As expected of you."

Seeing Lu Zijia twist Lu Gang's words seriously, the Liang siblings couldn't help holding back their laughter a bit.

Apart from their cousin, Senior Lu was probably the only person who could make Lu Gang, the leader of the family, turn green with anger for so many years.

If they weren't sure that Senior Lu didn't know how to refine pills and that their cousin didn't know how to write inscriptions, they would have thought that the two of them were actually the same person.

It had to be said that the Liang siblings had "stumbled" upon the truth again!

"It's two spiritual weapons for a total of 200,000 Spirit Stones!"

Lu Gang's face was green and his gaze was sharp. "Fellow Taoist Lu, you must already know Young Master Wei's identity now. He's the future son-in-law of the Lu family. Fellow Taoist Lu, if you want to stay in Zhuang Prefectural City, or even the entire Delin Country, you should know what to do."

Lu Gang was obviously threatening her in the name of the Wei family!

Lu Zijia smiled, but there was no smile in her bright eyes at all, and her voice was so cold that it made people's hearts tremble.

"I'm sorry, I really don't know what to do. However, there's no reason not to do business that comes knocking on our door. How about this? For the Lu family's compensation two days ago, I'll sell a mid-grade Yellow-rank spirit weapon to you for 200,000 Spirit Stones. How about that, Patriarch Lu? If it were anyone else, I definitely wouldn't agree even if they offered 300,000 Spirit Stones."

The expression on Lu Zijia's face was as sincere as possible, as if she was really making things easy for Lu Gang.

However, as she spoke, Lu Gang's face was already as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"It seems that Fellow Taoist Lu is determined not to give the Lu family and the Wei family any face?" A hint of malevolence flashed through Lu Gang's eyes, as if he was giving Lu Zijia a final warning.

Lu Zijia sneered and held her cheeks with both hands. "I like Spirit Stones more than face. Since the patriarch of the Lu family wasn't willing to do this business… Fellow Taoists Liang, why aren't you sending the guests off? Patriarch Lu's time is very precious. If we delay it here, we can't afford to pay for it."

Seeing Lu Gang suffer repeatedly at Lu Zijia's hands, the Liang siblings were extremely relieved.

After hearing what Lu Zijia said, she made another inviting gesture and said in unison, "Patriarch Lu, the door is behind you. Goodbye."

"Good, good, good! Very good!"

Lu Gang laughed in anger. At the same time, a late-stage Foundation Establishment pressure suddenly pounced on Lu Zijia and the others.