My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Hearing Feng Wenshan's obviously frustrated voice, Lu Zijia couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

Was Feng Wenshan determined to die?

Before Lu Zijia replied, Tian Xiaogui, who also heard Feng Wenshan's voice transmission, also seemed to have given up on survival. He said to Lu Zijia and the others a bit apologetically, "I'm sorry. I was probably out of my mind when I asked you for help just then. The four of them aren't weak. The two of you should leave quickly. Remember to lay low for a while after leaving the ancient tomb."

Tian Xiaogui asked Lu Zijia for help at first because he thought that the two of them weren't weak, partiucularly Mu Tianyan, who gave him a strong and dangerous vibe. Besides, his aura was much stronger than Yu Jinming.

However, after his mind cleared up a bit, he was reminded that Feng Wenshan and him were seriously injured and couldn't fight at all.

It was going to end up as a fight between the couple and Yu Jinming and the others. The couple might be very strong, but two pairs of fists couldn't beat four pairs of hands. No matter how strong they were, they were still outnumbered.

So, like Feng Wenshan, he gave up on living.

Lu Zijia smiled at the two of them changing their minds. She didn't answer them, but looked at Yu Jinming and the others.

"I'm sorry, Taoist Tian and Taoist Feng are my business partners. I have to save them." Lu Zijia said with an apologetic look.

In fact, when Yu Jinming and the others wanted to catch the golden pagoda and almost killed Song Zixuan, they had already become her enemies. Why would she be afraid of offending them now?

"Oh right." Lu Zijia suddenly thought of something and raised her hand to point at the long sword floating in the air. "I'm very curious. How did my man's weapon become the sword of the Biluo Sect?"

As soon as Lu Zijia said that, the expressions of Yu Jinming and the others immediately changed again.

Tian Xiaogui and Feng Wenshan looked at each other in shock. What did they hear? This extraordinary sword in front of them was actually Fellow Taoist Mu's?!

Judging from the extraordinary nature of the sword in front of him, Fellow Taoist Mu, who could control this sword, should be above level six of Ancient Martial Arts.

Thinking of this, Tian Xiaogui and the others, who were already determined to die, immediately saw hope.

"Impossible!" Yu Jinming blurted out, feeling both jealous and surprised.

Even though he didn't touch the sword in front of him, he could tell from the vast power emitted by the sword that the person who drove this sword was at least at level six of Ancient Martial Arts.

However, the man and woman who suddenly appeared in front of her didn't look like they were more than 30 years old at all.

A level-six Ancient Martial Artist below the age of 30 was impossible even in the Upper Martial Arts World.

And with the resources of the Lower Martial Arts World, it was impossible to raise such a peerless genius.

So...

Yu Jinming suddenly thought of a possibility, which made his face as dark as ink.

"Are you from the Upper Martial Arts World?" Even though Yu Jinming asked a question, his tone was certain.

Lu Zijia crossed her arms and smiled without saying anything.

She was neither from the Upper Martial Arts Realm nor the Lower Martial Arts Realm. Let them guess as they pleased!

However, in the eyes of Yu Jinming and the others, her reaction was equivalent to acquiescence.

"Fellow Daoists, we're disciples of the Biluo Sect, one of the five biggest sects in the Upper Martial Arts Realm. This is our sect's business. Please don't interfere." Thinking that he had guessed the identities of Lu Zijia and the others, Yu Jinming's attitude towards them became much better.

However, he still came across as proud and unyielding.