My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator - Chapter 1887

Chapter 1887: Unprecedented Anxiety

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

At this moment, the Dragon King, who had already calmed down, nodded as well. “Let’s exchange for the Spirit Awakening Divine Liquid first. If there’s still some left, we’ll exchange for the pills. What do you think, Little Fellow Taoist?”

Even though the Dragon King didn’t have a good impression of humans, they still respected Lu Zijia, their peaceful trading partner.

“Of course there’s no problem.”

Lu Zijia had always treated others with the same respect others gave her. The Dragon King respected her, so she certainly respected it back.

“I wonder how much Nine Unicorns Golden Sand the East Sea Clan has in total? And how much Spirit Awakening Divine Liquid do you plan to exchange for, Senior?” Lu Zijia changed the topic and took the initiative to ask.

The Dragon King took Lu Zijia to see the Nine Unicorns Golden Sand while estimating, “The exact number isn’t certain, and the estimated number isn’t any less than 500 kilograms.”

Hearing that it was no less than 500 kilograms, Lu Zijia was so excited that she almost jumped on the spot.

With her many years of experience in refining spiritual weapons, she estimated that she only needed about half a catty of Nine Unicorns Golden Sand to refine

a small air-transportation spiritual weapon.

500 kilograms of Nine Unicorns Golden Sand would be equivalent to refining 2,000 small air-transportation spiritual artifacts!

Of course, the premise was that none were refined till they couldn’t be used.

Fifteen minutes later.

Lu Zijia stopped with the Dragon King, and looked up at the stone mountain that was dozens of meters tall in front of her, feeling a bit confused.

Even though she had never seen the Nine Unicorns Golden Sand, she had seen the description of it in the jade slip, so she was very sure that the stone mountain in front of her was definitely not the Nine Unicorns Golden Sand!

When Lu Zijia was wondering if this Patriarch wanted to fool her, she saw the Patriarch raise his hand and gently pat the stone mountain.

Then, the huge stone that Lu Zijia thought was a “mountain” was easily pushed 60 to 70 meters away by the Patriarch!

Lu Zijia: “! !!” What can be called a difference? This was it!

In her decades of understanding, the strength between the peak of the Golden Core realm and the Nascent Soul realm wasn’t much different. Unexpectedly, reality gave her a heavy blow!

Originally, she estimated that as long as Ah Yan and her raised their cultivation levels to the peak of the Golden Core realm, they wouldn’t have to fear the Nascent Soul mighty figures outside the mystic realm anymore.

Now, it seemed that she had taken it for granted.

Thinking of this, Lu Zijia suddenly became depressed and an unprecedented anxiety faintly appeared in her heart.

Even the appearance of the Nine Unicorns Golden Sand on the ground didn’t attract her attention.

The Dragon King keenly sensed Lu Zijia’s sudden anxiety and followed her gaze to look at the huge rock that it easily pushed away.

It suddenly seemed to have guessed what she was thinking. They stroked their white beards and said happily, “Fellow Taoist, the path of cultivation can’t be rushed. Talent and aptitude don’t mean everything. As long as you cultivate with a focused mind, one day, you’ll be able to reach my current realm or even surpass it.”

“Right, right! Our Patriarch was still a talented genius two thousand years ago. However, after being stuck at the peak of the Nascent Soul realm for two thousand years, he became the loser you humans call him. As for me, although my talent and aptitude aren’t good, I still have a chance to catch up to the Patriarch!”

The octopus sea beast, which had been swept away by the big whale and disappeared without a trace, suddenly appeared out of nowhere and continued what the Dragon King said in a hurry.

However, what he said made the Dragon King furious.

Lu Zijia: “…” This octopus sea beast really dared to say anything.. Wasn’t it afraid of being smashed into octopus paste by the Patriarch’s tail?