My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

In the car.

"Boohoo, despicable, too despicable. Master actually asked Boss Yan to beat me up. How despicable!"

"Boss Yan is also despicable. He really beat me up! I'm just a little black cat, but I'm being treated so cruelly. Poor me, I'm so pitiful!"

"My cat fur, my soft cat fur that exudes a seductive fragrance, has dropped so much!!"

"No! Master and Boss Yan are so despicable. I want to sue them for cat abuse!"

Taoist Mu Qing looked at the golden pagoda that was talking to itself in surprise as he drove.

Ever since he found out yesterday that the golden pagoda could speak human language, Taoist Mu Qing had been surprised and even teased the golden pagoda to talk.

As he spoke, he talked about the birthday banquet of a friend he was going to today.

Hearing the word "birthday", the golden pagoda immediately thought of the pills its master promised it, so it asked if there were any martial artists attending the birthday banquet.

Taoist Mu Qing's reply was naturally, "Of course!". After hearing this satisfactory answer, the golden pagoda got Taoist Mu Qing to bring him along for the birthday banquet.

Taoist Mu Qing actually wanted to refuse. After all, it was strange to bring a cat to the birthday banquet!

However, once the golden pagoda said that it was going to sell pills, he immediately felt that he could bring it along.

After all, he would be the one who brought the golden pagoda there. It was a cat that could sell pills. Everyone would be surprised no matter how he looked at it. Besides, it could also make him proud. It was killing two birds with one stone. Why not?

So, the two of them hit it off immediately and colluded together. Oh, no, put nicely, they should be working together.

After complaining that his master valued love over friends, the golden pagoda raised its head and asked Taoist Mu Qing, "Hey, old man, why didn't you help me when I was beaten up by Boss Yan just now?"

Taoist Mu Qing: "…" In fact, he was very amused at that time, so how could he stop them?

Of course, he couldn't say that.

"Ahem, I couldn't react in time…" Taoist Mu Qing played dumb.

The golden pagoda's golden cat eyes were full of suspicion. "You couldn't react? Old man, your reaction is really slow! Are you suffering from Alzheimer's?"

Taoist Mu Qing: "…" His disciple's wife was right. This little black cat really deserved a beating!

"Xiao Jin, you must remember not to speak at the birthday banquet later! Otherwise, you'll be caught and sent to the laboratory for research." Taoist Mu Qing deliberately changed the topic.

The golden pagoda waved its claws impatiently. "I know, I know. You've said it many times. You're so naggy, old man! You're more naggy than your master. And didn't I ask you to call me Lord Jin? Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, it doesn't sound imposing at all."

Taoist Mu Qing: "…" Why didn't his disciple knock the cat out when he beat it before? If he knocked it out, he wouldn't have to bring it out. He was just asking for torture!

However, even though Taoist Mu Qing was cursing in his mind, he agreed with a good temper on the outside. "Yes, yes, yes, Lord Jin, Lord Jin."

Taoist Mu Qing had treated the golden pagoda as a senior ever since he saw the various abilities that it deliberately showed and was taught martial arts by it many times.

The golden pagoda was naturally very satisfied with Taoist Mu Qing's attitude. So, when Taoist Mu Qing asked it for advice on cultivation, it wasn't stingy with its guidance.