My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 1690 - 1690 We're Trash, We're Proud



1690 We’re Trash, We’re Proud

Of course, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan both felt it, but because they were “victims”, they couldn’t be witnesses at all.

Therefore, it was impossible for Du He to show evidence and witnesses to prove that the female teacher was in the wrong and attacked first.

And at this moment, Lu Zijia finally finished condensing the pill.

Twelve round Spirit Enhancing Pills flew out of the Furnace. Lu Zijia took out a jade bottle and put the twelve pills into it one by one.

As soon as Lu Zijia stuffed the jade bottle in, her hand felt empty.

“Twelve Spirit Enhancing Pills. Not bad, not bad.”

Looking at the twelve pills in the jade bottle that emitted the fragrance of pills, Du He was overjoyed in his mind and felt that he had really picked up a treasure.

“Lass, you have a lot of room for development. Work harder in the future.” Du He put away the pills and praised Lu Zijia pretentiously.

Lu Zijia’s eyes lit up. “Thank you, Dean. If you want any Mystic Rank pills in the future, remember to ask me to refine them!”

She still had to pull in long-term businesses.

If she succeeded, she wouldn’t have to worry about the pill business in the future.

Hearing that, Du He rolled his eyes at Lu Zijia angrily. “Girl, you’re like a mouse that smells oil. You won’t let go of a can of oil after catching it, right?”

Lu Zijia gave a perfectly guileless look. “Dean, you’re wronging me. I’m a high-level Mystic Rank alchemist after all. I’ve made a name for myself now. Countless people will definitely ask me to refine pills in the future. I’m still willing to take on your business, Dean. That’s respecting your master!”

After a pause, Lu Zijia looked confused. “Dean, do you not want me to respect your master?”

The veins on Du He’s forehead throbbed. “You have a sharp tongue. Alright, alright, I can’t win against you. Do whatever you want!”

Even though Du He said that, he still liked what Lu Zijia said.

After all, he had to pay a lot of price for Mystic Rank pills in the past! Now, he only needed to pay one more set of spiritual plants as remuneration. He was already taking advantage of the situation.

Thinking of this, Du He didn’t argue with Lu Zijia about coveting the good things on him.

“Did you people from the Weapons Refinement Department see it clearly?”

Du He restrained his expression and looked coldly at the people from the Weapons Refinement Department. He said, “The Martial Arts Department does have students with all kinds of useless aptitude, but so what? There are so many geniuses in the Weapons Refinement Department, but they can’t even compare to all the useless students in our Martial Arts Academy. The so-called geniuses are simply bullsh*t!”

“That’s right! The dean is right. Isn’t the Weapons Refinement Department very arrogant? If you continue to be arrogant now, let’s see how the Martial Arts Department will slap your faces!”

The students of the Martial Arts Department, who had been cowards hidingor a few days, finally couldn’t help but burst out at this moment and shouted in front of the teachers of the Weapons Refinement Department.

“Right! You usually talk about how powerful the Weapons Refinement Department is. Our Martial Arts Department is all trash. Why can’t you even compare to us trash now?”

“We admit that we’re useless, but we’re proud!”

“That’s right. We’re trash, but we’re proud! If you have the ability, beat us losers!”

“Our cultivation level was pushed up by pills, so what? It’s better than you so-called geniuses who can’t even see the shadow of pills!”

Lu Zijia, who had just put away the Furnace and stood up: “…” Was it really good to mock her on such a large scale?

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