Novel Name : My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator Chapter 312 - The Second Master of the Mu Family Whose Men Were Being Poached in Front of Him

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Chapter 312: The Second Master of the Mu Family Whose Men Were Being Poached in Front of Him

At this moment, Lu Zijia was like a robot. She accidentally consumed a lot of power, and was almost dead and had to reboot.

Hearing that, Mu Tianyan understood that she had used too much of her “internal energy.”

For a second, Mu Tianyan didn’t know if he should worry about her or feel speechless.

“You don’t have to force yourself to do this. If you need anything, just ask them to do it.”

Mu Tianyan could see that Lu Zijia did this only to build up for what came next. She hadn’t told him her real purpose yet.

Lu Zijia waved her hand indifferently and said complacently, “This is called a carrot-and-stick approach. They might be poached by me in the future.”

Mu Tianyan: “…” Saying that she wanted to poach his men in front of him, his wife was really… confident!

Mu Yunhao and the others, who were ignored by the two of them: “…”

Their Second Master wasn’t mad even when his men were being poached in front of him. When did he become so good-tempered?

“Alright, whatever.” Mu Tianyan put the teacup back on the coffee table and said with slight amusement speechlessly.

This time, he compromised with Lu Zijia again, and even willingly.

As expected, there would be a second time of compromise after the first time, followed by countless times afterwards.

However, this also proved Lu Zijia’s position in Mu Tianyan’s heart.

“You…!”

Lu Zijia accidentally saw the teacup Mu Tianyan put down and her expression immediately froze, looking very confused.

“Hm?”

Mu Tianyan followed her gaze and saw that the teacup he put down just then was actually the one he used just then…

Mu Tianyan pursed his thin lips and a touch of awkwardness flashed through his eyes quickly, but he didn’t look embarrassed at all.

“What did you draw on the sword? Runes?”

Mu Tianyan didn’t seem to notice Lu Zijia’s struggle. He picked up the Sacred Dragon Sword on the coffee table calmly and started looking at it carefully.

He originally did this only to hide his awkwardness and to deliberately change the subject.

Unexpectedly, he was extremely shocked after looking at it.

Because the runes Lu Zijia drew on the sword just then had disappeared, but he noticed clearly that the Sacred Dragon Sword in his hand had changed.

Seeing Mu Tianyan pretend nothing had happened, the corners of Lu Zijia’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

The two of them accidentally used the same cup. Was she overreacting? Otherwise, why didn’t this man have any reaction?

She immediately remembered that this world was more liberal than the cultivation world and it was In fact… unnecessary… to make a fuss about them using the same cup… right?

Lu Zijia, who was struggling, quickly repressed the weird feeling in her mind after hearing what Mu Tianyan said and replied, “They’re not runes. They’re inscriptions.”

“Inscriptions?”

Mu Tianyan raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, then raised his hand to touch the position where Lu Zijia drew the inscriptions just then and found that it was as smooth as before.

“Hm, inscriptions.” Lu Zijia nodded, but didn’t intend to explain further.

Even though she trusted Mu Tianyan’s moral character, it didn’t mean that she would show him all her trump cards.

So, some things couldn’t be explained too clearly, as long as Mu Tianyan knew that she didn’t intend to hurt him.

Seeing that she didn’t want to talk about it more, Mu Tianyan didn’t continue asking, nor did he become displeased because of this.

He said he would wait for the day when she was willing to tell him.

Mu Tianyan’s “smartness” couldn’t help making Lu Zijia like him even more.

“Try it. Just attack this sword.” Lu Zijia said to Mu Yunhao.

The Sacred Dragon Sword belonged to Mu Tianyan and he should be the one to try it. However, Mu Tianyan couldn’t use his internal energy right now, so Mu Yunhao, his right-hand man, had to do it for him.

In fact, Lu Zijia wasn’t confident about the semi-finished Defense Array she drew with the semi-finished talisman brush either.

If the defense was too weak, it would be awkward…

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