My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator - #1766 - 1766 Blatant Threat

“I’ve only been in the inner pavilion a few times myself. Lass, stop daydreaming,” Du He said speechlessly and helplessly.

Even though he really wanted to help this girl, the rules of the academy were there. He could only enter with the permission of the Dean of the Academy. There was nothing he could do.

Lu Zijia: “…” Seriously, the dean hadn’t even tried. How did he know that she was dreaming?

Perhaps the Deputy Dean would make an exception on account that she had potential?

Even though this possibility was very slim, she had to give it a try to know the real answer, right?

…

After Lu Zijia and the others left, the onlookers didn’t disperse.

“Lu Zijia rejected him. Why did Lu Zijia reject him? What a good opportunity!”

“Yeah, Dean Liao is an intermediate Earth Realm alchemy master. With the guidance of such an alchemy master, Lu Zijia’s alchemy skills will definitely advance by leaps and bounds.”

“Unfortunately, she rejected him.”

“I think she’ll definitely regret it in the future.”

“I think so too. After all, techniques are profound and difficult to understand. Without the guidance of an alchemy master, it’s undoubtedly very difficult to make a breakthrough.”

“Ahhh!! I’m so envious, so envious, but Lu Zijia rejected him. She actually rejected him! It would be great if I was the one Dean Liao invited.”

“You’re a talisman master, not an alchemist. Even if he invites you, do you know how to refine pills?”

“Uh… About that, I can slowly learn!”

“Hehe!”

“…”

Such a similar conversation sounded in countless small groups.

Of course, many people also thought that Lu Zijia didn’t know how to appreciate favors. She even rejected the personal invitation of an Earth-rank alchemist master.

However, no matter what these people thought, Lu Zijia, as the person involved, didn’t care.

In the distance.

“This lass isn’t simple.”

Ming Cheng, the dean of the Talismans Department, stroked his white beard and said meaningfully.

The President of the Arrays Department, Ke Zhong, smiled happily and said, “It’s good that she’s not simple. It’s good that she’s not simple.”

If Lass Lu was simple, where would he go to ask for the Mystic Golden Core Pill?

Even though there wasn’t much conflict between the Talismans Department and the Alchemy Department, the relationship between the two academies could be described as each department minding their own business.

It was still difficult to ask Liao Zhenshan for Earth-rank pills.

Seeing him like this, Zuo Sheng, the president of the Inscriptions Department, knew what he was up to. He couldn’t help but say enviously, “Old Zhong, why are you so lucky?”

Mu Tianyan was a student of the Arrays Department, so it was much easier for Ke Zhong to ask Mu Tianyan.

If he had known, if he had known that the girl was an inscription master, he would have fought for her!

Unfortunately, he missed the chance in the end.

Ke Zhong put his hands behind his back and looked proud. “I have no choice. I’ve always been lucky.”

Looking at his smug look, Ming Cheng and Zuo Sheng both had the urge to beat him up together.

However, thinking of the juniors and disciples in their departments, the two of them held back.

“Old Zhong, don’t forget to give us some pills after you get them!” Ming Cheng raised his hand and grabbed Ke Zhong’s right shoulder.

Zuo Sheng, who was standing on Ke Zhong’s left, also grabbed his left shoulder and said, “Right, Old Zhong, we’re not greedy. Just give us three or four pills.”

Ke Zhong, who was attacked from both sides: “…” These two shameless old fellows were simply blackmailing him!