My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Seeing Taoist Mu Qing blowing out a plume of white smoke, the golden pagoda couldn't help bursting into laughter again. At the same time, it didn't forget to remind its master to run quickly.

Taoist Mu Qing: "!!!" Who could tell him what exactly happened? Why would he be struck by lightning for no reason?

Besides, it was broad daylight right now and there was a huge sun outside. How would there be lightning striking him?

The secret guards hiding in the dark almost burst into laughter when they saw Taoist Mu Qing's new appearance.

Damn! Madame was totally an idol!

Lu Zijia, who had succeeded in her prank, laughed crazily in her mind. She blinked innocently on the outside and said very calmly, "Master, I suddenly remember that I still have something to do. I'll go to work now."

Before Lu Zijia finished talking, she had slipped away at the fastest speed.

Taoist Mu Qing was a level-seven Ancient Martial Artist. If he came to test her strength, wouldn't she only be crushed?

So, she should leave quickly!

Taoist Mu Qing, who was holding the Sacred Dragon Sword with both hands and couldn't recover from the shock for a long time: "!!!"

Was he tricked by his disciple's wife again?

Taoist Mu Qing, who found out the truth, gritted his teeth and looked at his disciple.

He seemed to be saying, "Your wife is so naughty. Why don't you educate her?"

The corners of Mu Tianyan's mouth curled up slightly. He got up and went upstairs as if nothing had happened, like he didn't notice his master's exasperated and disappointed look at all.

Taoist Mu Qing: "!!!" Evil disciples, they're both evil disciples! Bullying an old man like him, they're truly ungrateful!

However, Taoist Mu Qing had totally forgotten that he made the furnaces explode on purpose before, causing Lu Zijia to be covered in ashes every day.

Also, many years ago, he did all kinds of unscrupulous things in order to see more expressions on his disciple's face.

So, some debts had to be paid eventually!

…

Meanwhile,

At the residence of the eldest son of the Mu family.

"Poof!"

Mu Sheng, who was helped to the guest room by Mu Shiyou, Mu Jiankai and Wu Huai, finally couldn't hold it in anymore and spurted out another mouthful of blood.

"Master!"

Mu Shiyou and the others were shocked. "Master, are you alright? Do you want us to take you to the hospital?"

Even though going to the hospital couldn't treat the internal injuries, they could at least deal with his external injuries.

"Help me sit down."

With the help of Mu Shiyou and the others, Mu Sheng walked towards the couch with difficulty.

Yes, it was difficult, because after Lu Zijia's talismans were stuck on his legs, his legs were like lead that weighed more than 50 kilograms, so heavy that he had to move slowly.

Otherwise, he would definitely not have lost!

Thinking that he lost to two juniors, Mu Sheng, who had just calmed down a bit, immediately couldn't control his anger and spurted out a mouthful of blood again, scaring Mu Shiyou and the others quite badly.

"Master, I'll get some water for you to wash up." Mu Jiankai glanced at Mu Sheng, who was burnt all over and still had an Afro hairstyle, and said sensibly.

"I'll get the first-aid kit." Mu Shiyou also said right away.

Mu Shiyou was a woman, so it wasn't convenient for her to help Mu Sheng clean up and she naturally gave the first-aid kit to Wu Huai.

An hour later, Mu Jiankai and Wu Huai came out of the guest room.

"Junior, Master asked you to go in." Mu Jiankai said to Mu Shiyou with a worried look.

"Junior, be careful. Don't make Master angry." Wu Huai also reminded her.

Mu Shiyou seemed to have thought of something. A touch of fear flashed through her eyes and her face immediately turned a bit pale. "Got it. Thank you, seniors."