Chapter 911 - The Golden Pagoda That Was
My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The golden pagoda, which was originally pretending to be pitiful and crying, was immediately dumbfounded when it heard Lu Zijiaâs question.
Right, where were the Half Spirit Stones?!
Argh! It actually forgot the most important thing, the Half Spirit Stones. It was all those hateful guysâ fault for tempting it with these shiny things and making it forget to exchange for Half Spirit Stones!
Seeing the dumbfounded look of the golden pagoda, Lu Zijia knew that it definitely didnât get any Half Spirit Stones.
âHey, itâs not that I donât want to give you resources. Youâre the one who doesnât cherish them. It has nothing to do with me!â Lu Zijia spread out her hands, indicating that it really had nothing to do with her.
The golden pagoda was so unreliable in both his previous life and now.
Besides, it liked collecting shiny things, like the dragons. What a strange hobby!
The golden pagoda: â!!!â
âMaster, boohooâ¦â
Lu Zijia interrupted it and rolled her eyes. âStop, stop, itâs useless no matter how much you cry. I donât have any Half Spirit Stones left. I canât possibly conjure it for you, right?â
The golden pagoda: ââ¦â If it had known earlier, it would have directly asked its master for the Half Spirit Stones!
Suddenly, the golden pagoda seemed to have thought of something. It immediately rushed out and came back a moment later.
Behind it, Taoist Mu Qing also came in.
âHurry, hurry, hurry, old man. Walk faster. Why are you dawdling? Are you suffering from osteoporosis?â
After the golden pagoda returned to the coffee table, it immediately urged Taoist Mu Qing anxiously when it saw that he hadnât arrived yet.
Lu Zijia: ââ¦â The golden pagoda really dared to talk. A level-seven Ancient Martial Artist had osteoporosis? What a joke!
Taoist Mu Qing looked speechless and said to Lu Zijia, âDisciple-in-law, you should really discipline your beloved pet. If it keeps tormenting me like this, my old bones will fall apart!â
Lu Zijia certainly knew very well what the golden pagoda was doing. She couldnât help touching her ears a bit guiltily.
âOh, oh, oh! Old man, youâre already so old, but youâre still complaining to my master. Shameless!â Seeing that Taoist Mu Qing actually exposed it to its master, the golden pagoda immediately exploded. âLet me tell you, old man, I wonât give you anything good in the future. Hmph!â
Taoist Mu Qing: ââ¦â How could he forget about this? Was it too late to save it now?
âAhem, well, Lord Jin, I was just randomly saying things. Donât mind me.â
Taoist Mu Qing changed his demeanor as an expert and leaned over slightly obsequiously. He took out two pitch-black stones from his body and put them in front of the golden pagoda. âLord Jin, these are your two stones. I brought them back for you intact. Are you satisfied?â
Seeing Taoist Mu Qingâs fawning look, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan on the side: ââ¦â
Where was the demeanor of an expert? Who was this shameless lackey in front of him?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHmph! At least you know whatâs good for you. Alright, leave!â The golden pagoda snorted proudly and raised its cat head. It waved its hand arrogantly, like a king dismissing his subject.
Taoist Mu Qing retreated cooperatively as he reminded the golden pagoda, âYes, yes, yes. Lord Jin, donât forget to give me a Namo Buddha Lotus tomorrow.â
âI know, I know. Youâre so naggy, old man.â The golden pagoda waved its claws impatiently again.
Lu Zijia: ââ¦â Wasnât the way they got along a bit too strange?