My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia: "…" The Dean was really traumatized! He didn't even want the pills!

"Dean, are you really not going to take the three Mystic Golden Core Pills?" Lu Zijia asked Du He again with uncertainty.

Even though the dean was really poor, perhaps his old friend was really rich!

So, she should work hard to promote it!

Du He shook his head with extreme difficulty. "You should keep it for yourselves!"

"Alright…"

Lu Zijia looked regretful. "If the Dean doesn't want it, I can only put it up for auction."

Du He, who was about to get up and leave, suddenly looked at Lu Zijia. "W-What did you say? You want to put the Mystic Golden Core Pill up for auction?!"

Lu Zijia, who didn't understand why he was so excited, tilted her head in confusion. "Yeah, I thought that if you could afford the three Mystic Golden Core Pills, I wouldn't have to go out."

Du He: "!!!" This girl was crazy!

After taking a few deep breaths, Du He said to Lu Zijia a bit unsteadily, "Lass, have you forgotten that you also need the Mystic Golden Core Pill to break through to the Golden Core realm?"

"Of course I know!"

Lu Zijia felt that his question was simply too strange, but on second thought, she understood what he meant.

So, she explained, "That's why I wanted to use these three Mystic Golden Core Pills to exchange for more spiritual plants to refine more Mystic Golden Core Pills. Otherwise, with my useless roots, three Mystic Golden Core Pills will definitely not be enough."

Besides, her Dao Companion also needed the Mystic Golden Core Pill.

Du He: "…" Three Mystic Golden Core Pills weren't enough… Prodigal, too prodigal!

Wait!

Du He, who suddenly caught the main point, immediately had disbelief in his old eyes. "Lass, don't tell me you can refine the Mystic Golden Core Pill?"

"What's so strange about that?" Lu Zijia shrugged, looking very innocent.

Seeing her disapproving look, Du He only felt his blood pressure soaring.

"You're just a high-level Mystic Rank alchemist. How can you refine Earth-rank pills? You can't possibly draw an inscription on the pill and make it into a Mystic Golden Core Pill, right?"

Lu Zijia: "…" Even though the director was very creative, the difficulty was a bit advanced!

"Dean, don't you know that Mystic Rank pills are originally high-level Mystic Rank pills? They're only considered Earth-rank pills because they're too difficult to refine?" Lu Zijia said a bit helplessly.

"… I'm not an alchemist. How would I know?" Du He defended himself matter-of-factly.

Lu Zijia: "…" She was speechless at the dean's self-righteous question…

In the end, Du He still took the three Mystic Golden Core Pills in Lu Zijia's hand and promised that his old friend would definitely send her five sets of spiritual plants to refine the Mystic Golden Core Pills.

Lu Zijia was very satisfied with the comparison. After all, she originally planned to only ask for three sets of spiritual plants.

Fortunately, Du He didn't know what Lu Zijia was planning in her mind, or his face would probably turn green…

Just as Du He promised, in less than two hours, his old friend asked someone to send five sets of spiritual plants over. In order to express his gratitude, he even gave her a lot of precious spiritual plants.

Lu Zijia accepted it and was very satisfied.

…

In the Alchemy Hall, the Director's office.

Helian Qiguang bowed respectfully to Liao Zhenshan behind the desk and reported, "Master, Lu Zijia does have Mystic Golden Core Pills in her hand, and there are at least four of them."