My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



"Fellow Taoist Liang, why are you doing this?"

Lu Zijia quickly cast a Dharma spell to lift Liang Zongxing, who was about to kneel down, up.

Even though the strong ruled in the cultivation world and didn't care much about seniority, Lu Zijia couldn't accept her own uncle kneeling down to her.

Besides, he was her uncle, one who had treated her very well since she was young.

Even though Liang Zongxing's cultivation level was higher than Lu Zijia's, he was extremely weak right now.

So, he was easily lifted up by the spell Lu Zijia cast, without much resistance.

Liang Yingjun, who came back to his senses, also hurriedly pulled his father back to prevent him from kneeling down again. "Father, you…"

Liang Zongxing sighed slightly and stopped his son from saying anything else. He looked at Lu Zijia. "Fellow Taoist Lu, the Liang family has fallen so badly that we no longer have the ability to repay you. So, Fellow Taoist Lu, please accept my bow."

Immediately, Liang Zongxing bowed to Lu Zijia respectfully, his stance filled with infinite gratitude.

Seeing this, Lu Zijia didn't stop him anymore, because she knew that this was the only way her uncle would feel better.

"Fellow Taoist Liang, you're welcome. I'm considered fated with these two young friends of mine. They've also helped me a lot, so you don't have to care about repaying me."

Lu Zijia said seriously on the outside, but she was thinking in her mind, "I wonder if Uncle will be so angry that he'll want to beat me up when he remembers what happened today after knowing my identity in the future?"

Thinking of this, Lu Zijia rubbed her ears and felt inexplicably guilty.

Liang Zongxing didn't see Lu Zijia's guilty conscience, so his impression of her immediately increased a bit after hearing that.

Because Liang Zongxing knew very well that rather than saying that his children were helping Lu Zijia, it was more like Lu Zijia was protecting his children.

When he was in the mystic realm, the Lu family couldn't get rid of his children. They definitely wouldn't have let them go.

Fortunately, with Fellow Taoist Lu's protection, his children could survive.

Liang Zongxing didn't say much to thank her. Instead, he kept everything in his mind and waited for the almost impossible opportunity to repay her.

After Lu Zijia and Liang Zongxing exchanged pleasantries politely, Liang Yingyue finally came back.

Lu Zijia looked at the father and son hugging each other excitedly and left the room silently.

"Master, how's your uncle?" Seeing its master come out, the golden pagoda couldn't wait to ask.

Of course, in order to prevent others from hearing it, it used a voice transmission.

"His internal injuries have basically recovered, but he's still very weak. He'll need to recuperate for a while," Lu Zijia replied without hiding anything.

The golden pagoda rolled its eyes and asked again, "Master, what should we do next? Do you need me to put a gunny sack on the Lu family?"

Something came to the golden pagoda's cat face and it looked extremely excited!

Lu Zijia glanced at it with black lines on her face. "If you want to go, go. It's best if you go and put the sack on the Lu family's ancestor. That'll be impressive enough."

Even though the ancestor of the Lu family had yet to advance to the Golden Core realm, his cultivation level had already been at the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm for many years. The density of the spiritual power in his body was not something ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators could compare to.

With the golden pagoda's current cultivation level, which was only at the early-stage Foundation Establishment realm, it would be courting death if it wanted to put the sack onto the Lu family's ancestor!

The golden pagoda, which was originally extremely excited, suddenly shook its cat body fiercely. Then, it fell to the ground stiffly and pretended to be dead.

Lu Zijia: "…" How many times had it used the trick of pretending to be dead? Does it dare to use another trick instead?