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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 · Thành thị
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
2300 Chs

Squandering

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

"It still won't work. The Sky Silkworm Spirit is the main ingredient for the Soul Stabilizing Pill. I've already tried all the substitutes I can think of." Looking at the useless pill in the Furnace, Lu Zijia couldn't help sighing.

"It's fine. Take your time."

Mu Tianyan walked over and sat down beside her. He pulled her into his arms with his long arm. "Without the main ingredient, you can't be anxious. Why don't we go and find the Spiritual Silkworm first?"

His wife was already outstanding enough. There was no need to push herself too hard.

"That's right, Master. You've already wasted a lot of spiritual plants these few days. Doesn't your heart ache?" The golden pagoda lying on the ground also chimed in.

The miser Lu Zijia: "…" How could her heart not ache?

However, she couldn't watch helplessly as the people around her suffered from unstable soul power every day!