My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

When the young stall owner saw the woman, he immediately became anxious. Before the woman spoke, he quickly said, "It's you again, crazy woman. What nonsense are you talking about? When did I lie?"

Then, he turned around with a smile and said to Lu Zijia, "Sirs, take care. Please come again next time."

Lu Zijia smiled meaningfully and looked at the young stall owner as if she had already seen through him.

The young stall owner didn't know if he was guilty or something, but his face turned a bit red and he didn't dare to look Lu Zijia in the eye.

"Okay, I'll definitely visit again next time." Lu Zijia replied casually.

Of course, the premise of buying from him next time was that there was still Mystic Gold Iron.

That's right, the Mystic Gold Iron, which had yet to be refined, looked no different from an ordinary stone on the outside. However, if one observed carefully, they would find that it was clearly different from a stone.

Mystic Gold Iron was a relatively common material for refining Dharma artifacts in the cultivation world. It could be used to refine the lowest-level Yellow-rank Dharma artifacts.

Even though they could only refine Yellow-grade artifacts, in this world, Yellow-grade artifacts were already coveted by everyone.

Her man's Sacred Dragon Sword was only a half-divine artifact, but it was already ranked in the top three in the Martial Arts World. One could imagine how much commotion she would cause in the Martial Arts World once she refined a Dharma artifact.

Suddenly, Lu Zijia seemed to think of something and said to the young stall owner, "I wonder if you can give me your contact number? If I still want to buy more 'holy stones' in the future, I can still buy them from you, right?"

Lu Zijia deliberately emphasized the 'holy stones', making the young stall owner blush even more.

However, as soon as Lu Zijia finished talking, she felt the big hand on her waist tighten abruptly.

Lu Zijia: "…" How could she have forgotten that there was such a jealous person beside her?

In order not to let her man think that she was a player, Lu Zijia leaned closer quietly and said via voice transmission, "I'll explain to you later."

Mu Tianyan naturally knew that his wife had no interest in the young stall owner. Seeing that his wife was so nervous about his reaction, his originally depressed mood instantly dissipated.

"Alright," Mu Tianyan also replied via voice transmission.

The young stall owner, who didn't know what Lu Zijia was thinking, was immediately overjoyed after hearing that, feeling like he had gotten lucky.

"Right, right, right!"

He nodded repeatedly. Then, he took out a small notebook and a pen from the backpack on the ground and wrote down a string of numbers.

"This is my contact number. You can call me anytime. I'll definitely pick up the phone immediately."

"Alright, thank you."

Lu Zijia took it with a smile and put it in her pocket.

"Hey, you've been deceived. This pile of broken stones is obviously a lie. Can't you tell?"

Seeing that Lu Zijia still couldn't see through the seller's act, the young and beautiful woman couldn't help but remind her again.

Lu Zijia could feel that the woman was really reminding them out of the kindness of her heart, so she smiled and said, "It's okay. As the saying goes, it's hard to find something you like. Even though it's a bit expensive, what matters is that I like it."

Of course, this was pure nonsense.

If it was really an ordinary stone, she would only spend a thousand yuan to buy it if she was stupid.

The woman didn't expect Lu Zijia to say that. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

The young stall owner was originally afraid that the other woman would ruin his long-term business. Hearing what Lu Zijia said now, he immediately felt refreshed and proud.

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