My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 1951: Reaching an Agreement with the Demonic Cultivators

Translator: Henyee Translations      Editor: Henyee Translations

Seeing how calm they were, the golden pagoda’s companions were surprised.

“Master, don’t tell me you already knew?”

The golden pagoda widened its cat eyes and looked at its master aggrievedly with a hint of accusation in its eyes.

Their master had long known that there was something wrong with this guy, but she didn’t tell them. She had gone too far!

Lu Zijia looked innocent and her tone was very sincere and harmless. “I didn’t know about it initially. I just guessed that he probably wasn’t telling the truth.”

“He didn’t tell the truth?”

The big snow wolf frowned tightly, its eyes full of confusion.

The others and Du Yu also looked puzzled and curious.

Under the burning gaze of her friends and Du Yu, Lu Zijia explained calmly, “The entrance to the desert isn’t big. Xie Yang said that they were chased by demonic cultivators all the way and had no choice but to escape into the desert. But the problem is that we didn’t find any signs of a fight near the entrance to the desert. Of course, this can be explained by the fact that those demonic cultivators deliberately cleaned up the traces.”

Xie Yang, who originally wanted to explain, immediately looked a bit defeated after hearing that and his body trembled even more violently.

Lu Zijia noticed his reaction and smiled indifferently as she continued, “This is the first point that made me suspicious. Secondly, he clearly had healing pills and pills that could quickly recover his spiritual power. Why didn’t he take them when he was chased by the demonic cultivators? Instead, he only took them after he was saved? Did he forget?”

Speaking of this, Lu Zijia looked at Xie Yang, who looked like he was begging, with a faint smile. “But I think no one will forget their survival instinct. If I’m chased to the end by the demonic cultivators, I’ll try my best to stuff pills into my mouth, hoping to exchange them for a trace of hope. Senior Sister Du, if it were you, what would you choose?”

Lu Zijia directed the question to Du Yu. Du Yu was first stunned, then replied seriously, “I don’t want to die. I’ll try my best to live.”

After a pause, Du Yu looked at Xie Yang with a complicated expression. “So, he already reached an agreement with the demonic cultivators when he met us, right? The purpose is to lure us into the trap successfully?”

Lu Zijia smiled in satisfaction, but didn’t respond to Du Yu. She turned to look at Xie Yang again. “So, do you want to die? Or do you want to transform into a demonic cultivator?”

“No, no, no, I… I didn’t want to either. Those demonic cultivators forced me. If I don’t do what they say, they’ll kill me.”

The fear on Xie Yang’s face intensified and he kept shaking his head to deny it. “I really had no choice. They even poisoned me and controlled me. I had no choice but to listen to them. As you said, I’m just trying my best to live. I’m not wrong, right? “Besides, you’re fine now. Please let me go. Please let me go. I promise it won’t happen again.”

Du Yu glared at Xie Yang in disbelief and finally vented her anger at this moment.

“Xie Yang, aren’t you too heartless? You were threatened by a demonic cultivator, so you repay your benefactor’s kindness with ingratitude?! Also, we’re fine right now because we were lucky. Have you thought about what will happen to us if we don’t have four demonic cultivators waiting for us, but forty or even more than a hundred?”

Du Yu couldn’t help taking a deep breath and shouting heart-wrenchingly, “It’s me, it’s all my fault. I can’t differentiate between good and bad. It’s my fault for not seeing people clearly.. Xie Yang, someone like you, who repays kindness with ingratitude and colludes with demonic cultivators, shouldn’t continue to live!”