My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



"Okay."

Mu Tianyan held her waist so that she wouldn't be so tired. "The beast tide just broke out yesterday. We have two days to set up the array formation. We can set up a simple array formation first and slowly strengthen the defense, or upgrade it later."

Lu Zijia nodded in agreement. "A lot of array formation materials can be refined even if the refiners are not array masters. The speed should be much faster. I can still give it a try and see if I can integrate the offensive inscription into the array formation."

In her previous life, she had this thought, but before she could try, she was struck to death by the lightning tribulation.

"That's a good idea."

Mu Tianyan sighed a bit.

His wife could always think of many ideas that others didn't dare to try at all.

"But you must wear a defensive suit before you try it," Mu Tianyan reminded her worriedly.

If she put on the defensive suit, she wouldn't hurt herself even if she accidentally caused an explosion.

Recalling the scene where she accidentally failed to draw the inscription last time and the spiritual weapon that blew up, Lu Zijia couldn't help pulling her ears guiltily and awkwardly.

"Ahem, that was purely a mistake last time. I'll definitely be more careful next time." Lu Zijia promised with a sincere look.

Mu Tianyan glanced at her. "You also guaranteed that when your furnace exploded when you were refining pills in the past."

Lu Zijia: "…" You can't undermine me like this. Can we still chat happily?!

When Lu Zijia was speechless and wanted to pretend to be stupid, there was a commotion inside the city wall.

Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan walked to the other side and looked down, only to see a dense crowd surrounding the city wall.

A luxurious carriage was parked in the open space where the crowd circled me. A pale and weak young man was helped out of the carriage.

This young man was the Fourth Prince, Duanmu Heng.

"I think the first prince will regret sending the fourth prince here the most in his life." Lu Zijia looked at the scene below and the corners of her mouth curled up into a cold smile.

"If you don't get rid of the roots, the spring breeze will make you grow again. The eldest prince is too conceited. It's his fatal weakness." Mu Tianyan said.

"Fortunately, the eldest prince is conceited. Otherwise, my cousin would probably have died long ago."

Lu Zijia shook her head and sighed a bit.

This could be considered that Duanmu Heng wasn't destined to die.

Under the city wall.

Hearing the news, Liang Zongxing hurriedly walked down the city wall with his children to welcome the fourth prince, Duanmu Heng.

"Greetings, Your Highness." Liang Zongxing bowed respectfully to Duanmu Heng.

"Greetings, Your Highness." The Liang siblings also bowed respectfully without any disdain.

"Uncle, Cousins, there's no need to be so polite."

Duanmu Heng was supported by a servant. His voice was very weak, as if he would die at any moment.

"Patriarch Liang, His Highness misses you, his uncle, so he took the initiative to visit and stay for a few days. His Highness isn't in good health to begin with. After the long journey, he's even weaker. Patriarch Liang, you have to take good care of His Highness." A guard in black stepped forward and cupped his hands at Liang Zongxing.

Knowing that the other party was the eldest prince's man, Liang Zongxing didn't respond eagerly, but no one could find anything wrong with him.

After handing Duanmu Heng to Liang Zongxing, the black-clothed guard led the others back to the relay station.