My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"You want to visit the ancient tomb?" Lu Zijia asked.

Mu Tianyan took the pill bottle and nodded. "Yes, martial artists can't just rely on cultivation and practice."

If he wanted to become stronger, resources and combat experience were inevitable.

Hearing that, Lu Zijia certainly agreed. "Okay, let's go together then."

Of course, she had to prepare more life-saving things before she went. There were still six days left. That was enough.

"Master, Master!"

The golden pagoda ran down quickly from upstairs and quickly rushed to the coffee table, facing Lu Zijia.

"Master, where are the pills you refined for me? Master, you can't only care about Boss Yan and not me! Master, you're definitely not the kind of bastard who values love over friends, right?!"

Lu Zijia: "…" Was the golden pagoda flattering her or calling her a bastard in a roundabout way?

"I know, I know. I won't forget yours." Lu Zijia rolled her eyes angrily and immediately took out a small cloth bag the size of a palm with a zipper.

"Here, there are a total of 50 pills here. It's enough for you to exchange for a lot of Half Spirit Stones." Lu Zijia said as she hung the strap of the small bag on the neck of the golden pagoda so that it could take it easily.

The golden pagoda pulled at the small cloth bag its master hung on it twice and couldn't help feeling amazed.

"Master, you're so considerate. You knew that it wasn't easy for me to take it, so you specially got me a small bag. But Master, isn't this little bag a bit ugly? It doesn't even have a pattern."

As the pagoda spoke, it started to be disdainful of the bag.

Lu Zijia put her hands on her hips and glared at the golden pagoda angrily. "That's enough! If you don't like it, go make it yourself. I'm not willing to serve you!"

As she spoke, she was about to take the small bag back.

Seeing this, the golden pagoda immediately dodged nimbly. "Oh, oh, oh! Master, I was wrong. You're not ugly, not ugly at all. Master, you're not ugly at all. I still like you very much!"

Lu Zijia: "…" Of course she wasn't ugly. The golden pagoda was really asking for a beating!

Seeing his wife's defeated look, Mu Tianyan chuckled unkindly.

Hearing the chuckle of the man next to her, Lu Zijia looked over faintly. "Hubby, is it very funny?"

Mu Tianyan, who clearly sensed the dangerous aura on his wife, immediately stopped smiling and shook his head seriously. "It's not funny."

"Really?" Lu Zijia gritted her teeth.

Mu Tianyan nodded sincerely. "Yes."

"Since it's not funny, catch this annoying guy for me. I'll make cat mushroom stew tonight!" Lu Zijia pointed at the golden pagoda with one hand and said to Mu Tianyan with a fake smile.

As soon as Lu Zijia said that, Mu Tianyan and the golden pagoda immediately looked at each other.

The former was playful while the latter was vigilant.

After looking at each other for three seconds, the man and the cat moved at the same time.

The golden pagoda's petite cat body rushed out with a whoosh and went straight to the second floor to escape.

At the same time, it didn't forget to shout, "Ouch! Master, you're too heartless and unreasonable. I'm just a fake cat. A fake cat! I can't be eaten! Old man, old man, save me!!! Your disciple is crazy. No! Old man, your disciple's wife is crazy. She's so cruel that she wants to eat cat meat! Old man, come down quickly and save me!!"

Seeing the cat and the human chasing each other one after another, Lu Zijia slapped the table and laughed out loud shamelessly.

The golden pagoda, this annoying guy, actually dared to despise what she made. It deserved to be beaten up!