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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

She is a cultivator from another world. She is proficient in refining artifacts, improving elixirs, talisman arrays, medical skills, and even fortune-telling. Due to several unexpected tribulations, her reputation was tarnished and she became the second daughter of the Lu family who harbored ill intentions toward her future brother-in-law. What? She had just been reborn, and she was going to marry a ferocious man who was known as the living Lord of Hell and the second young master of the Mu family whose legs were disabled?! Fine! Since that man was so magnificent and fit her taste, she would marry him anyway! But what happened to his legs being inconvenient? Who was the man who would pounce on her from time to time at night and pamper her until she felt sore all over?! Who was the one that first spread the rumors? Would they dare to come forward? They would most likely be crippled if they did not kill him! [In the modern world, the male and the female are both strong. From evil torturing to extensive face slapping, this story is filled with endless thrills. There are mythical dimensions, cute babies and even (not scary) supernatural occurrences. Both leads are immaculate and pure while the male lead is addicted to doting on his wife!

Mo Qianyi · perkotaan
Peringkat tidak cukup
2300 Chs

An Unexpected Surprise

Editor: Henyee Translations

After dealing with the Maoshan Sect, Lu Zijia got busy again, but this time, she wasn't busy with talismans or refining pills, but brewing wine.

Yes, brewing wine.

Lu Zijia mainly made two kinds of wine.

One was for ordinary people to strengthen their bodies after drinking it, and the other was for martial artists to increase their cultivation by a small amount after drinking it. However, it wouldn't leave impurities in their bodies like pills would.

But before she was done brewing, someone came to look for her.

After hearing Mu Yi's report, Lu Zijia, who was about to leave the house, thought for a while and went to meet the guest instead.

"You must be Alchemist Lu, right? The younger generation will surpass us in time. Nice to meet you."

As soon as Lu Zijia went downstairs, a middle-aged man with a beard stood up from the sofa and waved at her with a smile.