My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator - Chapter 2042

Chapter 2042: Braised Brats

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“We… We really didn’t mean to offend you. Please forgive us, Lord Alien Flame.” The green-robed male cultivator was so nervous that his tongue was knotted and his words were dry.

Seeing his cowardly look, the Ice Flame of the Nether World couldn’t help feeling a bit bored.

“Alright, alright, I’ll spare your lives this time. If you sneak around again, I’ll turn you into braised brats!”

After saying that, the Ice Flame of the Nether World floated back above its master’s head again.

Lu Zijia: ‘I …” There really was a nest of strange flames above her head!

“Thank you for being magnanimous, Lord Alien Flame.” Not only were the green-robed male cultivator and the others not displeased after being threatened and warned, they even showed gratitude.

Lu Zijia, who saw their reactions, couldn’t help twitching the corners of her mouth and thinking to herself, “Are these people all unconsciously masochists?”

Otherwise, why would they look so grateful after being threatened? The world of masochists was really difficult to understand!

“What pills do you want?”

Lu Zijia glanced at them and said again, “If I’m not wrong, there are alchemists among you, right?”

The few alchemists in the team couldn’t help feeling even more embarrassed. One of the alchemists in a white robe said with slight embarrassment, “Yes, it’s just that, we’re not Earth Grade alchemists.”

“Not Earth Grade alchemists?”

Lu Zijia crossed her arms in front of her chest and repeated thoughtfully, then asked, “So, you want Earth-rank pills?”

“Yes.”

The green-robed male cultivator, who was the representative, nodded quickly, looking very nervous.

After all, Earth-rank alchemists were considered national treasures in the four continents. Countless Nascent Soul masters couldn’t reach that level, let alone small fries like them.

So, they didn’t have much hope of coming to ask for pills this time.

“I believe Master Lu has already discovered that any cultivator affected by that demonic creature has an unstable soul power. The only way to solve this problem is to take the Earth-rank Soul Stabilizing Pill.”

Seeing that Lu Zijia didn’t show any impatience or anger, the green-robed man continued, “So, we’re here to ask Master Lu for the Soul Stabilizing Pill. I hope Master Lu can name a price.”

After saying that, the green-robed man bowed to Lu Zijia solemnly. The other cultivators behind him also put down their postures without hesitation and bowed after that.

Someone took the initiative to be a fat sheep. Lu Zijia certainly wouldn’t refuse, but the problem was… she didn’t have the Soul Stabilizing Pill either!

However…

“I don’t have the Soul Stabilizing Pill either.”

Lu Zijia shrugged helplessly. “We came out to find the main ingredient of the Soul Stabilizing Pill. Of course, if you can find the Spiritual Silkworm, you can totally use it to exchange for the Soul Stabilizing Pill with me. Three Heavenly Silkworms can be exchanged for a Soul Stabilizing Pill.”

Apart from more than a hundred demonic cultivators, there were also more than 800 cultivators who entered the Hongtian mystic realm. It was never wrong to collect more spirit souls, the Sky Silkworms.

Even if the cultivators in the Primordial Mystic Realm didn’t want it, there would still be a market outside the mystic realm.

Anyway, no matter what, she wouldn’t suffer a loss.

When the green-robed man and the others heard Lu Zijia say that she didn’t have a Soul Stabilizing Pill either, they all showed disappointment, like eggplants that were collectively listless.

However, when they heard what Lu Zijia said after that, they immediately became energetic again as if they were collectively injected with chicken blood..