My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia, who didn't know what the golden pagoda was thinking in its mind, couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth fiercely and she looked speechless.

The golden pagoda was truly becoming more and more useless the more it lived. Instead of being an ancient spirit, he wanted to be a sheep waiting to be slaughtered. This really… made her, its master, lost for words.

Besides…

Lu Zijia silently looked at the Village Chief of the sheep village on the TV silently. Could normal sheep walk with two feet? Could they even wear glasses and use a crutch?

Just because she came from the cultivation world didn't mean that she was really a bumpkin who had never seen a sheep!

"No!"

Lu Zijia took a deep breath and repressed the urge to beat the golden pagoda up.

Before the golden pagoda continued to pretend to be pitiful, she continued, "If you're not afraid of being caught and slaughtered, you can turn into the Village Chief of the sheep village anytime. But I'll make it clear first. I'm not going to save you."

If the golden pagoda really became the Village Chief of the sheep village on the TV, it probably wouldn't be sent to be slaughtered and eaten. Instead, it was more likely that it would be sent to the lab for research.

By then, she might even cause a furor around the world!

"Boohoo, Master, you're so bad." The golden pagoda lay on the ground with resentment in its cat eyes.

Lu Zijia rolled her eyes speechlessly and didn't bother to continue paying attention to this whimsical and unreliable golden pagoda.

"Auntie, why are you staring at Blackie?"

Mu Ruishu might have seen his aunt glaring at the little black cat after he picked up the apple on the floor, so he took the little black cat back into his arms while being a bit vigilant.

Lu Zijia made the conversation with the golden pagoda just then through voice transmission, so Mu Ruishu didn't hear what they said.

Mu Ruishu immediately thought of something and he looked at Lu Zijia more vigilantly. "Auntie, Blackie can't be eaten. If you're hungry, you can ask Uncle to make something for you."

Lu Zijia: "…"

She didn't seem to have done anything, did she? How did this kid see that she wanted to eat the unreliable golden pagoda?

Ah, this kid's gaze wasn't really good!

"You're thinking too much. I don't like cat meat."

Lu Zijia was speechless. She immediately glared at the golden pagoda that was still pretending to be pitiful. "I only like lamb!"

When Lu Zijia said the word "lamb," she stressed the word, making the golden pagoda, which wanted to turn into the Village Chief of the sheep village, tremble abruptly.

Boohoo, Its master was so scary. Its master was so scary. It wanted to go home. Boohoo…

Seeing the golden pagoda burrowing into the arms of the kid, Lu Zijia snorted complacently.

Hm, let's see if you unreliable thing still dares to transform into the Village Chief of the sheep village!

"Huh? What's wrong with Blackie?"

Mu Ruishu, who had no idea what was going on, looked at the little black cat that was trying to burrow into his arms with a weird look.

"Blackie, be good. Auntie said she doesn't like cat meat. She won't eat you. Don't be afraid."

Thinking that the black cat was frightened by his aunt, Mu Ruishu immediately comforted the cat.

That scene was so beautiful that Lu Zijia couldn't bear to look at it, so she turned around and went upstairs quietly.

However, she bumped into Mu Tianyan at the stairs on the second floor.

"Is that your cat, Madam?"

Before Lu Zijia spoke, Mu Tianyan spoke first.

Hearing the certainty in his voice, Lu Zijia didn't deny it and nodded. "Yeah, it's my cat."

"Your cat is indeed as unique as you are." Mu Tianyan suddenly smiled.

Being complimented by her man, Lu Zijia felt inexplicably happy, but she blinked on the outside and asked curiously, "How unique?"

Ahem, alright, she actually wanted to hear how this man would praise her.