My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator-Chapter 2144 - : Nascent Modeling Pill, Dumb With Joy
Chapter 2144: Nascent Modeling Pill, Dumb With Joy
Translator: 549690339
Du He couldn’t care less when he heard the words ‘Nascent Modeling Pill’. He grabbed the jade bottle from Lu Zijia’s hand with trembling hands. He was a little flustered, but he carefully opened the cork.
In an instant, a dense medicinal pill drifted out.
Having personally consumed the Nascent Modeling Pill, the three of them immediately confirmed that the jade bottle contained the Nascent Modeling Pill.
” Nascent Modeling Pill, it’s really a Nascent Modeling Pill, hahaha!”
Looking at the round pill that was poured out, Du He suddenly laughed out loud as if he had lost his mind. That degree of exaggeration was simply too blinding!
Although Du He had never taken a Nascent Modeling Pill, he had seen it with his own eyes. Therefore, he confirmed it after pouring it out and taking a closer look.
The reason why he had not been able to break through to the Nascent Soul realm was nothing more than the lack of the Nascent Modeling Pill.
It was just that the number of alchemists in the four continents who could refine half-step Heaven Grade pills could be counted on one hand. Moreover, they were either in seclusion or at the level of ancestors. They would not easily refine pills for others.
As such, cultivators who wanted to break through to the Nascent Soul realm could only try their luck in various secret realms to see if they could find a Nascent Modeling Pill.
However, it had to be said that many people had found Nascent Modeling Pills in the mystic realm.
The Nascent Building Pill that Si Tao and Zhu He used to break through to the Nascent Soul realm was found in the mystic realm.
Although Du He had Kou Sun, his old friend, to help him find the Nascent Modeling Pill, his luck didn’t seem to be very good. He hadn’t been able to find it for decades, let alone the fact that he had been staying in Delin Country for the past ten years.
Now that the Nascent Modeling Pill was in his hands, how could he not be ecstatic?
Having experienced the hardships of searching for the Nascent Modeling Pill, the three of them felt happy for Du He.
Of course, he was envious.
Thinking about how they had gone through so much hardship to fight for the Nascent Modeling Pill, now that they had seen someone take the initiative to give Du He the Nascent Modeling Pill, one could imagine how great the blow to their hearts was.
However, that was his luck. Even if they were envious and jealous, they couldn’t do it.
Sigh! If only they had such a monstrous student!
Lu Zijia’s expression darkened as she looked at the director, who had been laughing wildly for half an hour.
Wasn’t this ecstatic period of time a little too long?
Could it be that the dean was too happy and became stupid?
If that was really the case, then she would be guilty!
“Director, are you alright?”
Lu Zijia waved her hand in front of Du He’s eyes and finally could not help but ask.
If the director was really stupid, how was she going to explain it to the deputy director?
At this moment, Lu Zijia felt a little sad.
Du He finally recovered from his ecstasy and realized that he had lost his composure just now. He hurriedly pretended to cough twice and placed his hands behind his back, looking like a Taoist.
“What can happen to me? I’m fine!”
Du He raised his chin proudly like a peacock spreading its tail.
Lu Zijia was speechless. Didn’t he call himself an old man before? Why is it this old man now?
Also, Director, you’re already so old. Can you not act like a spoiled brat? It’s really eye-catching!
Du He, who did not know that Lu Zijia was complaining crazily in her heart, glanced at her from the corner of his eye and pretended to cough twice as if he was hinting at something.
After interacting with him for so long, Lu Zijia naturally knew what Du He meant by this small action.
However, she pretended not to understand and looked innocent and confused.fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
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