Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

We said no.

Everyone looked at Ziyue speechlessly. Qianhuan spoke again, but with a sullen face: "It was just an accident."

"It's just that Your Excellency sees that your child is too young."

Every child starts cultivating at the age of seven, and is just the right age to participate in the secret realm when they are in their teens.

However, Zi Yue's children are young, yet they are able to cultivate, and their meridians can withstand spiritual energy.

The Pavilion Master of Weak Water Pavilion found Qian Huan pleasing to the eye for the first time and replied, "That's right."

"It's just that Venerable Illusion Moon is kind-hearted."

"That's right, that's right. Huan Yue is different from others; she values ​​individual strength."

"Well, besides, your child is still a child. She might not be able to withstand the inheritance of Huan Yue."

The name "Phantom Moon" is inseparable from illusion.

Children certainly can't tell the difference.

Ling Shuang chuckled coldly, "Children are innocent and naive; perhaps that's exactly what Venerable Huan Yue likes."

His gaze swept over the person who had just spoken, his tone clear and his words sharp:

"If you really understood the Venerable One so well, then the lineage here would have been inherited long ago."

Since no one is going to inherit it, then your words are just nonsense.

The person being targeted: "..."

The Pavilion Master of Weak Water Pavilion had a beautiful face and exuded a pure and ethereal aura, but her words did not match her demeanor.

"Oh, who do we have here? It's Venerable Ling Shuang, whom I've pursued for three years without success."

"But Ziyue doesn't seem to appreciate all these kind words you've said."

Zi Yue and Ling Shuang exchanged a glance across the distance, their eyes revealing neither gratitude nor appreciation, but rather a tender and affectionate gaze.

Only irreconcilable hostility.

Ling Shuang: "..." Whether Zi Yue appreciates it or not is none of his business.

It's mainly because you guys talked about his child.

Zi Yue's eyes swept over Qiu Shui, the master of Ruoshui Pavilion, and Qiu Shui felt goosebumps rise on the places where Zi Yue had looked.

"Purple Moon, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Look how thick-skinned you are. How old is my daughter? How old are you? How can you be so shameless?"

Qiu Shui: "..." I actually got asked that.

Looking up, she saw a tiny little thing on the screen, not even as tall as her legs.

Wei Qi had no idea that some people thought she was short; she felt she was incredibly tall and immediately clicked to accept the test.

"May I go in and write?" she asked politely.

"Yes," a small red figure with two white wings nodded in response.

Wei Qi immediately closed the door and asked about the location of the red figure formation, thus concealing the Illusion Moon Palace.

She turned and ran towards the main hall, intending to loot the place before everyone else arrived.

Upon entering the main hall, one sees adult-sized golden clay figurines of women, their smiles radiant and their figures incredibly lifelike.

Weiqi felt that she was smiling at her.

She looked around, took a few steps forward, knelt on the prayer mat, and solemnly kowtowed.

He kept repeating to himself: I want to pass it on, give me a legacy...

A wisp of soul, residing atop the golden statue, uttered: "..."

Too honest.

After kowtowing, Wei Qi began to search. She remembered her mother telling her that Venerable Huan Yue liked to hide things.

The child bent over, rummaging through things. Huan Yue watched as her forehead was covered in sweat and felt anxious for her.

A moment later, a protruding part behind the golden statue flashed.

Wei Qi's eyes were dazzled. She turned her head to look and saw Xiao Tu tidying up the things outside one by one.

When she saw the protruding part, her face lit up with joy, and the flesh on her chubby face trembled slightly.

Wei Qi pressed the button.

"Hahaha." Ziyue laughed loudly at everyone, especially Qianhuan with a dark face and Qiushui with a stiff face.

"Truly worthy of being my child, Venerable Huan Yue has excellent taste."

She picked her child.

The scene clearly shows the wandering spirits helping the child cheat.

Qianhuan stared at the chubby child inside as she entered the Venerable's treasure vault.

The child's hand reached for a box in the center, inside which was a book.

Qianhuan clenched her fist.

The child opened the box on the ground again, revealing eighth-grade spiritual herbs, and even ninth-grade spiritual herbs that were now extinct...

The child's chubby hand grabbed it.

The child puts the things away in the space.

Qianhuan's eyes were glued to the next box, which contained ore, grade eight ore, and a box of grade nine ore.

Her hand gripped the teacup in front of her.

The child picked up the grade eight ore, looked it over, shook his head, and put it away.

The boxes were all put away.

The child moves forward, and the next box is about the size of the child's arm compared to the previous adult-arm-sized box.

I opened it and took a look.

It contains demon blood, specifically demon blood of rank seven or higher. After a human fuses with it, they can learn the demon's innate skills.

Qianhuan's eyes reddened, the teacup in front of her shattered, and with a wave of her hand, the teacup disappeared.

The child put away the demon blood.

The child moved forward and came across an even smaller box, which she opened.

Inside are pills, pills of grade eight or higher.

"Ziyue," Qianhuan said, her eyes red as she looked at Ziyue, whose eyes were also red, "She can't have it all, can she?"

At least leave some for their sect.

Zi Yue swallowed hard: "Venerable Huan Yue is really rich. You've kept this a secret very well."

For many years, many people only know that Venerable Illusion Moon is a cultivator in a secret realm, but they don't know that he has so much wealth.

Qianhuan was heartbroken; no matter how well she kept it a secret, the item was gone.

"I don't care, it's ours, it's ours."

It was specially prepared by her for her disciple.

Zi Yue comforted her gently, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, you'll have it in the future."

These immortals have no shortage of elixirs below the seventh grade, but those of the eighth and ninth grades are rare.

As I think about it, I can't help but feel proud of my child.

No wonder he's her son.

Perhaps out of concern for people's red eyes, the screen immediately shifted from Wei Qi to Wen Miaomiao and her group.

Qianhuan: "Come back, come back to me..." She waved her hand weakly.

She hadn't yet seen what other good things were in the house.

The other venerable ones were also dissatisfied, muttering to themselves, saying that the screen was truly inhuman.

Convert when it's not appropriate.

They were all curious too.

Weiqi happily stuffed things into her personal space like a little mouse.

The ritual implements are put away.

The technique is necessary.

She accepts all comers, but the key is that she can't refuse them.

Wei Qi subconsciously touched the non-existent drool at the corner of her mouth, and she sincerely sighed: To get rich, find the Venerable's Secret Realm.

It took two quarters of an hour.

They had barely finished collecting them.

Wei Qi was being escorted out, covering her mouth and chuckling, when a gentle voice reached her ears:

"Did you enjoy receiving it?"

She nodded instinctively and replied, "Happy, the more the happier."

Turning his head, he looked helplessly at the spirit, then at the golden statue—the same face.

"The Illusionary Moon Venerable".

Venerable Illusion Moon nodded slightly: "I am."

"Thank you, Your Excellency. You are truly a selfless and kind person."

"I like you so much."