My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

1595 The Favored One of the Heavenly Dao
“I thought Alchemist Lu was only good at alchemy. I didn’t expect her inscription techniques to be so powerful. Alchemist Lu is really blessed by the heavens. She’s the darling of the Heavenly Dao!”

“The favorite of the Heavenly Dao? I don’t think so.”

“Why not? Alchemist Lu is the number one genius in alchemy and inscription in Delin Country. Even the chief alchemist of the royal family is below Alchemist Lu!”

“Right, that chief alchemist is only at the middle level of the Mystic Rank, but Alchemist Lu is already a high-level Mystic Rank alchemist, and she’s much younger than the chief alchemist.”

“I’m not talking about the level of technique, but Alchemist Lu’s talent and aptitude. I’m afraid you don’t know this, but Alchemist Lu is actually a complete loser. The Lu family abandoned her because Alchemist Lu was found to be a complete loser. However, no one expected that an all-element loser would turn herself into a peerless genius famous throughout the entire Delin Kingdom.”

“I’ve heard about this too, but I thought it was a mistake. I didn’t expect it to be true!”

“So, don’t underestimate anyone, especially people with useless spirit roots. They might not really be useless.”

“That’s right, that’s right. Look at Alchemist Lu. She’s a living example!”

Lu Zijia, who had disguised herself and was choosing materials in the largest trading company in the Imperial City: “…”

God knew that if she didn’t have the Ancient Space, a cheating tool, she would really be a loser!

However, as one of the cultivators said, perhaps she was the favorite of the Heavenly Dao, which was why she was chosen by the Ancient Space.

Of course, perhaps the Ancient Space had no choice.

This was because spirit roots that were all useless were extremely rare.

It was simply possible for one out of 100,000 people to appear again, so the possibility of the Ancient Space not having a choice was higher…

“Cousin, I’ve finally found you.”

Duanmu Heng’s voice suddenly sounded behind Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia, who was originally immersed in the fact that she was a useless salted fish, suddenly froze and she felt a sense of deja vu.

Damn, she just sneaked out to catch her breath. Those guys with skins thicker than the wall could still chase after her. They were simply too much!

When she got back, she had to let those guys know how powerful she was!

If she didn’t show her power, did they really think she had a good temper?

“Cousin, I know it’s you. Stop hiding.”

Seeing Lu Zijia hiding behind Mu Tianyan silently, Duanmu Heng couldn’t help but laugh.

Seriously, even though her cousin was disguised, the team symbol of a man and a woman with three spirit pets was really too obvious.

Anyone who knew her cousin a little could recognize her. Even if they couldn’t, they could roughly guess.

“Don’t worry, I’m alone.” Duanmu Heng walked over and said in a low voice.

Hearing that, Lu Zijia finally showed her head behind her man. Seeing that there was really no one behind Duanmu Heng, she was greatly relieved.

Damn, she almost became a frightened bird.

“Cousin, it’s not that I want to talk about your family, but your family is really too scary. They’re a hundred times crazier than the paparazzi!”

Lu Zijia put one hand on her man’s shoulder and wiped the non-existent cold sweat on her forehead exaggeratedly with the other.

Even though Duanmu Heng didn’t know what the paparazzi meant, he knew from Lu Zijia’s lingering fears that she was probably traumatized by the members of the royal family.