My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator Chapter 1240 - Chapter 1240: Not Her Fault That She Was Young

Chapter 1240 - Chapter 1240: Not Her Fault That She Was Young

Chapter 1240: Not Her Fault That She Was Young
“No, we just came out of seclusion. Hearing that it was lively here, we came out to join in the fun,” Lu Zijia waved her hand indifferently and said.
When they were in seclusion, they set up a barrier. No matter how noisy it was outside, it wouldn’t reach their ears.
Besides, they had entered the ancient space to cultivate, so they couldn’t be disturbed.
After confirming that Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan really didn’t care, Zuo Wei was secretly relieved.!!
Alchemists were very rare even in the Upper Martial Arts Realm. Therefore, most alchemists were treated carefully and could not be offended.
He was really afraid that Lu Zijia would be dissatisfied with him or the Octagon Auction House because her seclusion was disturbed.
“Right, I seem to have heard that the pills I refined killed people?” Lu Zijia said with a faint smile and then looked at the short-haired woman lying on the ground, who was no longer breathing.
“Did this person die after eating my pills?”
When Zuo Wei called Lu Zijia an alchemist, everyone around guessed that Lu Zijia was the new alchemist recruited by the Octagon Auction House.
Hearing her admit it herself, the crowd immediately erupted.
“Is this person really the new alchemist recruited by the Octagon Auction House? Isn’t she too young?”
“Right! I’ve never seen such a young alchemist! Could she be a fake?”
“I don’t think so. Wasn’t there a batch of extremely good-quality pills auctioned at the previous auction? They should be made by this alchemist in front of us.
“That might not be the case. Who knows if this fake alchemist got the pills from somewhere and pretended to refine them herself?”
“That’s really possible. After all, people have died from eating pills at the Octagon Auction House right now. Perhaps this pill that kills was refined by this fake alchemist in front of us.
“Heh, I knew it. How could there be such a young alchemist? So she’s a fake.”
The discussions of the people around weren’t lowered on purpose and they entered Lu Zijia’s ears very clearly.
Lu Zijia didn’t know what to say about her age.
It wasn’t her fault that she was young. What could she do?
She couldn’t turn herself into an old woman every day, right?!
However, soon, the discussions stopped and there were even faint painful groans.
It turned out that those onlookers were suppressed by a powerful pressure and didn’t dare to speak again.
Lu Zijia didn’t need to think to know that it was her man’s domineering masterpiece.
She gave the man a thumbs up secretly for his protection.
Receiving his wife’s silent praise, the coldness in Mu Tianyan’s eyes instantly reduced a bit and the corners of his thin lips curled up slightly.
“You… You’re the alchemist of the Eight Directions Auction House?”
Before Zuo Wei explained to Lu Zijia, the strong man said to Lu Zijia with a fierce look and a stutter.
Lu Zijia put her hands behind her back and exuded a strong aura, looking like a master. “That’s right, I am.”
Oh my, no wonder so many people liked to put on airs. It turned out that the feeling of putting on airs could be so satisfying.
Most importantly, it could also scare people.
As a result, the strong man, who originally straightened his neck and wanted to scare her, immediately became a bit terrified..