My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



"Xin'er…"

Seeing that her daughter vomited blood and fainted, the City Lord's wife immediately became furious. Her usually solemn expression became panicked.

"Tsk, Sister's body is really weak." Cheng Su'er gave the maid a satisfied look, then chuckled and mocked Cheng Xin'er.

"Alright, I'm tired after being tortured for so long. Xu'er, help me to my mother's courtyard to rest." Cheng Su'er reached out her hand. The maid called Xu'er quickly went forward and helped her out of the hall respectfully.

"Unfilial daughter!"

After Cheng Su'er left, Cheng Zhong's expression was extremely ferocious. He cursed and left with a flick of his sleeves.

As for the life and death of Cheng Xin'er, her daughter, it was obvious that he didn't care at all.

The City Lord's wife looked at Cheng Zhong's departing figure and a hint of resentment flashed through her eyes.

"Xin'er, I'm the one who harmed you. I should have been more ruthless and gotten rid of future troubles forever." The City Lord's wife fed Cheng Xin'er a pill. Her well-maintained face was full of regret.

…

In the Liang family's mansion.

When Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan came back, Duanmu Chun had already left. However, before they entered the hall, they sensed the serious atmosphere in the hall.

"What's wrong? Did the eldest prince make a request that put Fellow Taoist Liang in a difficult position?" Lu Zijia walked into the hall and asked Liang Zongxing, who was sitting at the head of the table.

Seeing Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan return, the Liang siblings were obviously relieved.

"His Highness wants the Liang family to provide him with a batch of inscription spiritual weapons," Liang Yingjun frowned and said.

Lu Zijia and her man sat down on the side. Hearing that, she said in confusion, "It's a good thing that business is coming!"

Liang Yingyue smiled bitterly. "It'll be great if His Highness is really only doing business with the Liang family. However, what His Highness means is that he wants us to sell it to him at the lowest price."

"The lowest price?"

Lu Zijia raised her eyebrows and chuckled. "Don't tell me you want the Liang family to lose money at this lowest price?"

The Liang siblings nodded in unison, feeling a bit indignant in their minds.

"That's what I mean. He just stopped short of saying that we should give it to him directly," Liang Yingjun said angrily.

"This eldest prince really dares to dream," Lu Zijia said in surprise, "So much for daylight robbery. Fellow Taoist Liang, did you agree?"

Liang Zongxing shook his head with a heavy expression. "No, the eldest prince gave me a day to consider. I think the first prince's real target isn't these inscription spiritual artifacts, but the two of you, fellow Taoists. Before the eldest prince left, he even specially mentioned the two of you and said that he hoped to meet you."

"It seems that this eldest prince is quite ambitious." Lu Zijia narrowed her eyes slightly and a hint of danger quickly flashed through them.

"It might not be a good thing to be too ostentatious." Mu Tianyan suddenly said, "The most taboo thing for an emperor is for the people below to covet his dragon throne."

Lu Zijia's eyes lit up. "So, Ah Yan thinks that we can take the opportunity to blow things up and let the person in the Imperial City know the eldest prince's ambition?"

"Yeah."

Mu Tianyan nodded slightly. "But in this case, we have to fight him head-on."

"It's fine. We'll have to go against each other sooner or later anyway. It doesn't matter if it's head-on or not," Lu Zijia said indifferently and immediately turned to ask Liang Zongxing, "Fellow Taoist Liang, what do you think?"

In fact, Lu Zijia thought it was better to fight him head-on. At least, she didn't have to be on guard at all times, thinking about when Duanmu Chun would launch a sneak attack.