My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



Lu Zijia: "…" When did the big snow wolf become a foodie?

"Idiot, Master has her own reasons for not accepting it. Why are you getting involved?"

The golden pagoda looked like a loyal dog, but what it said next made Lu Zijia speechless.

"Besides, if Master accepts this business, she'll have to go to work. Then, only the two of us will be left here to look after the store. Are you stupid?"

As the golden pagoda spoke, it slapped the big snow wolf's head, as if it expected more from the latter.

Liang Zongxing, who was ignored, was speechless.

The big snow wolf held its head that was hit and glared fiercely at the golden pagoda.

However, what it next said was, "That seems to be the case. Then, Master, it's better not to accept business. We don't lack 200,000 Spirit Stones anyway."

The surrounding guests: "…" 200,000 Spirit Stones. That was a total of 200,000 Spirit Stones! Did it have to say it so freely?

Should they say that it was indeed Boss Lu's spiritual pet?

Lu Zijia gave each of them a knock on the head speechlessly. "It's office hours now. You're leaving your positions without permission right now. Be careful or I'll deduct your food!"

Under Lu Zijia's fierce threat, the golden pagoda and the big snow wolf returned to their posts in the blink of an eye.

The surrounding guests: "…"

Unexpectedly, the two spiritual beasts, who usually acted like masters in front of them, were actually so cowardly in front of Boss Lu, their master.

Indeed, there was always a counter to everything!

"Fellow Taoist Han, please."

After saying that, Lu Zijia glanced at Liang Zongxing on the side, indicating for him to see her out.

Liang Zongxing understood immediately. He took a step forward and made an inviting gesture towards the door. "Please."

Han Luochun didn't seem to expect Lu Zijia to reject him so directly at all. She almost couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

"Boss Lu, if you're not satisfied with the price, we can totally discuss it again." Han Luochun ignored Liang Zongxing, and quickly turned to Lu Zijia.

Seeing that Han Luochun wasn't willing to give up, Lu Zijia suddenly smiled. "Fellow Taoist Han, are you so persistent because I'm the only inscriber in Zhuang Prefectural City?"

Han Luochun's eyes flickered and she replied, "Of course. Otherwise, why would I come all the way to Zhuang Prefectural City?"

"Oh?"

Lu Zijia raised her eyebrows and glanced at the long box with the spiritual weapon coldly. "You came all the way here just to send an abandoned spiritual weapon to me to help draw the inscription? I have to say, Fellow Taoist Han, you're really interesting."

As soon as Lu Zijia said this, Han Luochun's eyelids suddenly twitched.

However, when he thought that it was a Mystic Spiritual Weapon, that apart from refiners, ordinary cultivators couldn't see anything wrong with it at all, so he quickly calmed down.

"Boss Lu, what do you mean? I spent a lot of money to get this Mystic Spiritual Weapon from a large auction. How can it be an abandoned spirit weapon?"

Han Luochun believed that Lu Zijia didn't see anything wrong with the spiritual weapon and thought that she said that just to test him.

So, he became even more calm.

"Then you've been deceived!"

The golden pagoda put away the Spirit Stones and interrupted disapprovingly.

"Impossible. That's a large-scale auction. It has a certain level of credibility."

Han Luochun was very certain and immediately turned to Lu Zijia and said, "Boss Lu, how about I add another 100,000 Spirit Stones?"