My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 2233: Baldness Is Too Scary, Refuse to Imagine

Chapter 2233: Baldness Is Too Scary, Refuse to Imagine

Mu Tianyan squeezed her palm in amusement.” I’m afraid that the Weapon Refining Academy won’t be able to refine a flying spirit weapon in a short period of time. Madam can’t possibly hide forever.”

Even though his wife had already helped to solve the problem of the Weapon Refining Academy, the Weapon Refining Academy was still unable to refine a flying spirit weapon for a while.

This was because one of the difficulties in refining a flying spirit weapon was that it required one’s spiritual power to be strong enough and be able to use it as one wished.

To put it simply, when refining a flying spirit weapon, it had to be done in one go. If there was a moment of interruption in the spiritual power during the process, it would cause the refinement to fail.

Therefore, if the Weapon Refining Academy wanted to successfully refine a flying spirit weapon, they had to first train their Spiritual Power.

Training and raising mental strength was extremely difficult for both xiuzhe and masters.

“Then what should we do?”

Lu Zijia wailed and lay on the coffee table between the two of them, pretending to be dead.” Do you think I can bribe the director to calm him down?”

“We can try.”

Mu Tianyan chuckled and raised his hand to rub his head that was lying on the coffee table.

Lu Zijia slapped away the hand on her head and said in a muffled voice,” Then what should I use to bribe the director?” I only know how to concoct the Nascent Modeling Pill for Half-Step Heaven-Grade pills, and the Headmaster doesn’t need it anymore.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have given the Nascent Modeling Pill to the Principal so quickly!”

Lu Zijia looked regretful. She wished she could catch her back then and beat her up.

“Not necessarily.” Mu Tianyan’s words had a deeper meaning.

“Hmm?”

As expected, Lu Zijia raised her head and looked at her dao companion with a burning gaze.” Ah Yan, did you think of something? Come, come, come. I won’t kill you if you tell me.”

Lu Zijia smiled as she spoke, her tone filled with temptation. Nature.

Mu Tianyan, who had a deep feeling that a wolf had come, said,” The Headmaster did not lack Nascent Modeling Pills. There must be people among his friends who needed them.

As long as Madam gives the Nascent Modeling Pill to the Principal to sell, the Principal’s anger should be appeased.”

In fact, it was not difficult to deal with the dean. What was difficult to deal with were those who wanted to use the dean to get in through the back door.

When the Nascent Modeling Pill and the flying ling tool were placed in front of those people, ninety-nine percent of the xiuzhe would definitely choose the former.

This was because although flying spiritual weapons were considered life-saving weapons, compared to increasing one’s own strength, flying spiritual weapons were not that important.

Otherwise, why would the cultivators of the cultivation world tacitly acknowledge pill techniques as the leader of the five techniques?

Lu Zijia’s eyes lit up when she heard that. She was so excited that she slapped Mu Tianyan’s arm. Why didn’t I think of that!

Ah Yan, it’s all thanks to you for reminding me. Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll go bald again.”

Currently, researching a new half-step Heaven Rank pill formula was already enough for her to expend her brainpower. If there were a few more brainpower consuming ones, she was afraid that she would really go bald!

Lu Zijia shuddered at the thought of her bald head.

Oh my god! It was too terrifying. He refused to continue imagining it!

Mu Tianyan’s mouth twitched. He ignored the slap on his arm and coaxed,” Don’t worry, I’m here. I won’t let you go bald.”

Actually, even if he really went bald, a hair growth pill could fix it.

Of course, there were no hair growth pills at the moment, so he needed his wife to study them.

Of course, he couldn’t say this out loud. Otherwise, his wife would definitely explode on the spot.

Lu Zijia, who did not know what her cultivation partner was thinking, smiled and narrowed her eyes. She patted her cultivation partner’s shoulder in relief and said,” Then I’ll leave the matters of dealing with outsiders to you, Ah Yan.”

Especially her younger sister, Lu Yixun, who had a name on her name, she needed to hand her over to Ah Yan.