My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

1687 Slapping the Weapons Refinement Department in Public (4)

When the onlookers saw Lu Zijia’s posture, their expressions immediately became strange.

“What is she doing? Don’t tell me she wants to open the furnace to refine pills?”

“Refining pills? How is that possible? As everyone knew, no matter if it was refining pills or refining weapons, they needed an environment where no one disturbed them. Otherwise, they would easily be distracted, causing the refinement of pills to fail. Of course, if it’s an advanced alchemist with a firm will, they won’t have such concerns.”

“Advanced alchemist? She’s a piece of trash with all kinds of useless roots. How can she be an advanced alchemist?”

“Right, I think she’s just putting on an act. Let’s see how she cleans up the mess.”

After being warned by Du He once, the onlookers deliberately lowered their voices when they discussed it again.

But even so, their discussion still reached Du He’s ears.

However, this time, Du He wasn’t angry. He only snorted twice to express his displeasure.

“Dean Du, the Weapons Refinement Department still has to teach students. Please don’t cause trouble.”

The male mentor, who was ignored by Du He, said to the latter again with a dark expression.

Another female teacher also said, “That’s right, Dean Du. If you have anything to say, it’s better to talk to our Dean in person, in case you make a fool of yourself in front of a group of juniors.”

Du He put his hands behind his back and remained unmoved. He didn’t even look at the two of them.

The Martial Arts Department and the Weapons Refinement Department had always been at odds, and the teachers of the two academies had even reached the point where they couldn’t get along. Du He certainly wouldn’t give these two teachers of the Weapons Refinement Department any face.

The male mentor, who was ignored again, was furious in his mind, but their dean had left the academy and hadn’t returned yet. Right now, they couldn’t do anything to Du He at all.

Fifteen minutes later, Lu Zijia dealt with all the spiritual plants and began refining the Spirit Enhancing Pills.

Lu Zijia, who was about to officially open the furnace to refine pills, suddenly thought of something and looked up at Du He. “Dean, how many pills do you want this time?”

Knowing that Lu Zijia wanted to rip him off again, Du He gritted his teeth and said, “All of them!”

“Alright…”

Lu Zijia looked regretful and thought to herself, “The dean, who has experienced it once, is really not easy to fool at all!”

Looking at Du He, who was enraged by his wife again and again, Mu Tianyan smiled helplessly.

His wife’s money-grubber personality had really not changed at all.

As the time for Lu Zijia to open the furnace and refine pills gradually passed, many students at the scene began to lose their composure.

“No, that’s not right! Why do I feel like she’s really refining pills?”

“I think so too. Besides, she’s very proficient in opening the furnace and refining pills. She’s not rusty at all!”

“I’m a Yellow Rank Intermediate Alchemist from the Alchemy Division. I’m certain that she’s refining pills and her alchemy skills are above mine!”

As soon as he said this, the crowd immediately erupted.

“No way? How can a good-for-nothing who relied on a large number of pills to increase her cultivation level become an alchemist? And she’s even a high-level Mystic Rank alchemist!”

“I also don’t believe that a piece of trash with all kinds of elements can become a high-level Mystic Rank alchemist.”

“I guess she must be putting on airs to deceive all of us!”

“Right, right, right, that’s right. It must be a show!”

Their extraordinary understanding made most of the students present deceive themselves and believe that it was just a trick Lu Zijia wanted to fool them.

However, an hour later, these people were slapped in the face.