My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Luo Baode's eyes glittered and he seemed a bit unnatural. "Why are you asking?"

Lu Zijia blinked and looked a bit innocent. "Nothing, I'm just asking. But Director, if I give you a chance to take drugs and increase your cultivation speed, are you willing to do it?"

In order to improve their cultivation level as soon as possible, many cultivators in the cultivation world constantly ate elixirs and piled them up. Even though this method was very effective, the side effects were also serious.

And this side effect was the impurities in the elixirs. If there were too many impurities in a cultivator's body, they would reduce the cultivator's cultivation speed and even stop the cultivator from advancing further.

Of course, under such a situation, taking the Breeze Pill would be able to solve the problem.

However, she didn't have any herbs for refining the Breeze Pills right now and she might not even be able to find them in the future. So, she still had to ask the Director if he was willing to do it.

Otherwise, what if the Director blamed her for the decrease in his cultivation speed in the future?

Luo Baode: "…" This d*mn girl, what did she mean by taking drugs? Did she know how to use words?

Besides, elixirs that could increase cultivation speed weren't as common as cabbages. He couldn't take them even if he wanted to!

This d*mn girl touched his raw nerve on purpose!

Lu Zijia saw the changes in his expression and already had an answer in her mind, so she didn't ask anymore.

"Then, I'll leave first, Director. I'll leave the rest to you. Right, don't send them to the hospital. I won't pay for the medical expenses."

Lu Zijia grabbed the copper furnace with one hand and stepped on the two half-dead people under her feet fiercely twice. Then, she jumped to the side of the Third Junior Brother and kicked him.

"Ouch!"

The Third Junior Brother, who had already passed out, was instantly awakened by the sharp pain in his crotch. His miserable scream echoed throughout the long and narrow alley.

"Tsk, so weak."

Lu Zijia shook her head with a sigh and left coolly.

When Lu Zijia passed by, Luo Baode subconsciously moved to the side and unconsciously squeezed his legs a bit tighter.

Lu Zijia glanced at him strangely and wanted to say, "Director, if you want to pee, you should go to the bathroom quickly. Those three guys are already half dead anyway. They can't run away."

But when he thought about the difference between a man and a woman, he decided to forget about it. Anyway, if the Director couldn't stand it anymore, he would go to the bathroom himself.

Thinking of this, Lu Zijia flicked her sleeves coolly and left the alley without stirring up a speck of dust.

Watching Lu Zijia disappear completely, Luo Baode immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

That d*mn girl suddenly stopped for a second just then. She wasn't thinking about kicking him, the Director, too, was she?!

Cruel, that d*mn girl was too cruel. You couldn't judge a book by its cover!

Luo Baode shook his head as he approached the three Taoist Priests. After seeing the tragic situation of the three of them, he couldn't help but feel sorry for them.

Since Lu Zijia was stepping on the two Taoist Priests just then, Luo Baode didn't see the situation of the two of them clearly. Now that he got closer to take a look, he saw that the flesh and blood of the two Taoist Priests' butts were mutilated. It was truly a tragic sight.

No wonder, no wonder these two Taoist Priests screamed so miserably just then.

Tut-tut, what a sin! They could have offended anyone, but they actually offended that violent girl in sheep's clothing.

Luo Baode was about to pick one of them up for questioning when he suddenly remembered that he still had this small copper mirror Dharma weapon in his hand, so he wanted to put it away first before interrogating him.

But the next second, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.