Chapter 62 - Becoming a Living Immortal
My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator
âMaster, I didnât expect to see you here. How wonderful!â
âI really have to thank you for last time. If it werenât for you, I⦠I probably wouldnât be alive anymore, and my family would have shattered. Master, youâre really a living immortal!â the middle-aged man said with tears in his eyes emotionally. Not only that, he even put his palms together and bowed to Lu Zijia as if she was really a living immortal.
Lu Zijia who was bowed to, ââ¦â
Although she really wanted to ascend and become an immortal as well, she was just a rookie who hadnât even reached the first level of Qi Practicing.
So, she was still very far away from becoming an immortal!
Not getting a response from Lu Zijia, the middle-aged man suddenly realized that this master might not remember who he was.
After all, this master was so capable. There must be countless people who had asked for her help.
âMaster, master, do you still remember me? Iâm Uncle Driver. Thatâs what you called me back then.
âYou even gave me a talisman folded with money and asked me to take it apart when I got back.
âLuckily, I didnât take that talisman apart at that time, or I probably wouldnât be able to see you again right now.
âIâll keep your great kindness in my mind forever, master. If you want to take a taxi in the future, just give me a call. I guarantee to get there whenever you call me and itâll be free,â the driver said as he took out a card from his pocket, handing it to Lu Zijia solemnly after wiping it with care.
What the driver said and his passionate, respectful attitude were undoubtedly a huge humiliation to Master Dedao, his apprentice, and Lu Wanyuan, who thought that they were superior.
After all, Lu Wanyuan had said that Lu Zijia didnât have any special abilities just then.
However, Lu Zijia, who didnât have special abilities, saved someoneâs life and was called master respectfully. If this wasnât humiliating, then what was it?
Lu Zijia took the card the driver gave her as if she didnât notice how pale the faces of Lu Wanyuan and the others were.
âIâm flattered. After all, you only escaped the catastrophe of your life only because it was not time for your life to end yet.â
After all, she didnât remind the driver many times back then. It was the driverâs choice that he didnât take that talisman apart, which proved that it wasnât time for him to die yet.
âNo, no, no, itâs because youâre impressive. Master, youâre a living immortal,â he said as he bowed to Lu Zijia again.
Lu Zijia, ââ¦.â
If he bowed to her again, she would charge him!
âZijia, is what he said⦠true?â Uncle Xu, who witnessed everything behind the counter, looked at Lu Zijia in shock and asked with uncertainty.
He knew that Lu Zijia entered the Special Administration Office with her connections.
But wasnât Lu Zijia just an ordinary person? Why was someone calling her master right now?
Besides, it didnât seem fake at all.
âHm! Youâre trying to deceive us with such a small trick!â the young Taoist priest grunted and said in disdain before Lu Zijia answered him.
âEveryone knows that talismans can only be drawn with talisman paper and you said you folded a talisman with money just then? Thatâs truly whimsical. Bullshit!
âYou can still fool people outside of the industry with this little trick, but itâs totally ridiculous that you dare to play tricks in front of my master, this real Toaist master.â
Even though Master Dedao didnât say anything, his old face that was pretending to be superior had already explained everything.
âWhy are you talking like this? Even if you canât do so, it doesnât mean that this master canât either. Master is a living immortal. Anything is possible. If you donât know anything, donât pretend like you do.â
The driver immediately looked upset when his savior was being doubted, and his face became tense as if he would beat the young Taoist priest if he dared to say anything bad about Lu Zijia again.