Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

The Venerable Illusion Moon pulled the child from the ground into his arms, his bright eyes looking at Wei Qi with curiosity.

"Child, what are you?"

She felt that the child possessed a precious quality.

Weiqi saw that she was a kind and generous person and was very understanding of her words: "I am just a child."

"Really?" Huan Yue rubbed her round head, and it actually felt quite nice.

She couldn't sense the child's heat, but the joy on her face was obvious.

"Uh-huh."

Huan Yue asked about the situation outside, and Wei Qi only answered what she knew.

It took about fifteen minutes.

"Kid, can you do the task I've given you?" Realizing that her time was running out, Huan Yue changed the subject.

Wei Qi patted her chest confidently: "Leave it to me, don't worry."

She is a good child who keeps her promises.

"So, how do you plan to create challenges for them?"

Wei Qi thought for a moment and said, "For the first challenge, the little fairy will set up an illusion, leading people to the place they most want to go."

If you manage to break free within half an hour, you've succeeded.

Huan Yue nodded, signaling her to continue.

"The second hurdle, the written test." Wei Qi's eyes gleamed as she clenched her fist and chuckled.

"I want to test their papers."

"The third level is the martial arts level; it depends on their combat strength."

"The final hurdle, getting into the top ten, I need them to act out a story for me, playing the female lead and speaking."

Wei Qi also said two very famous things:

"Don't be afraid, give him your eyes, and I will be your eyes from now on."

"Even if the Three Realms are destroyed, so what? I only want him."

Huan Yue: "..."

What the hell is that?

Her eyes were blurry, and her mind was in a daze.

Is this how it is?

Weiqi promised, "I will definitely arrange it well and will also give a reward to everyone who passes the test."

Huan Yue: "...Fine." It's not like she's the one suffering.

"Get ready quickly, I can't hold on for much longer."

"Ah, how long?"

"I'll try my best, maybe three days."

Wei Qi: "Okay."

She started setting up checkpoints, and incidentally had the secret realm send people over one by one.

The first round selected 121 individuals with exceptional character.

The second challenge: an exam paper is laid out.

There are multiple-choice questions and short-answer questions.

The multiple-choice questions consisted of common knowledge questions, while the short-answer questions were personally designed by Wei Qi.

The first question: "Do you prefer your mother or your father?" Each person has a red dot above the word "mother" or "father" on their test paper.

Wen Miaomiao, upon seeing the test paper, didn't notice anything amiss and simply wrote "Mother." After glancing at the question again, she added the word "dear."

Weiqi marked any word for "mother" or "father" with an "X" and said she had to answer according to the question.

The second question: "How did Xiaoming's father become her uncle?"

Many people rubbed their eyes and thought, "......."

What family ethics issue!

The third question: "I don't want to study. Please write down reasons why I can choose not to study." My mother said I must study, while my father said I can choose not to.

Wen Miaomiao paused, her pen still in her hand. The title was: You can choose not to read, or you can read.

The fourth question: "Please praise Weiqi sincerely (write for at least five minutes)."

The fifth question: "Is it true that there was a person who was deeply loved by five venerable ones, and each of them would give her their most precious possessions?"

Huan Yue watched as the examinees were all confused. It was a choice between two options; who knew what the question setter meant?

She burst into laughter.

Of the people eliminated in the written test, only sixty passed.

After answering the troubling questions, we arrived at Wuguan.

Wei Qi sat on a throne that belonged to one person, and the back garden turned into a fighting arena.

The bewildered person then transformed into a strongman and started fighting.

Many people saw Wei Qi sitting there, looking quite relaxed, and some even had a sudden realization: "Are you Wei Qi?"

Weiqi: "Hi everyone."

The sixty people smiled slightly: "......" Not very good.

"Are you the examiner?" Wei Ruobai was the first to ask.

Wei Qi sat up straight and slightly raised her chin: "Mm."

She also praised them, saying, "You guys did a good job. Keep up the good work!"

"Little elf, exam begins."

Each person receives a slip of paper with a number on it, and they compete in pairs. The thirty people then play a second round.

Fifteen people won.

Weiqi took out storybooks and distributed them to everyone, one for each person, and each story was different.

Wen Miaomiao nervously opened the book, and when she saw the first paragraph, she couldn't hold back anymore: In my past life, my master's three senior brothers and one junior brother all sided with me, digging out my spiritual root and trying to take my life.

In this life, I will no longer indulge you.

I will walk my own path; I no longer care about my master, senior brothers, or junior brothers.

Give them all to my junior sister.

But hey, hey, hey, why are you all sticking to me like this?

The master said: Miaomiao, don't ignore me. (In the storybook, she always uses her own name.)

The eldest brother said: Miaomiao, my life is yours.

Second Brother said: Miaomiao, who are you looking for? I'm here.

The third senior brother said: I will not allow you to leave.

The junior brother said: Senior sister, I want to be with you forever.

"Aaaaaah!" The more Wen Miaomiao looked, the more her mind exploded. Oh my god!

How could there be such an explosive story?

She respected her master like a father, which was completely unimaginable!

My fellow disciples and I are all family, like family.

Wen Miaomiao immediately decided that they absolutely could not act out the script she had written, and once she said it, the others followed suit.

"Don't act out my stories."

Everyone blushed and stared at Wei Qi in her seat with shame.

Wei Qi snorted. She had expected this all along and took out the extra gifts she had prepared for the ten people.

There is an eighth-grade elixir.

Many people's breathing changed.

Top-grade magical artifacts, eighth-grade spiritual herbs, demon blood...

Fifteen people who firmly said they wouldn't act one second ago, stepped forward firmly the next second and said, "I'll do it."

Wei Qi turned to Huan Yue Venerable and smiled, "See? She can act."

Venerable Huan Yue specifically asked her to reserve fifteen people, fearing that people would not be willing to perform and that it would be difficult to gather enough performers.

I never expected it, I never expected it, they've all fallen, they've all fallen.

Fifteen people: It's not that we've fallen, it's that the things we've found are worthwhile.

Finally, the fifteen people randomly selected one script from the fifteen scripts, because after looking at them, they all seemed about the same level of awfulness.

Weiqi took the script they were about to perform: "Seven Lives, Seven Worlds: The Little Grass Fairy and the God of War Finally Become a Happy Marriage."

Wen Miaomiao plays the female lead, but she is not happy.

Wei Ruobai was playing the male lead, but he wasn't happy about it either.

Wen Miaomiao said coldly, "Don't follow me anymore. I don't like you. Get lost."

Wei Ruobai looked pitifully at the God of War with tender affection: "It was your immortal power that helped me take human form, I will not give up."

As the saying goes, it's easy for a man to pursue a woman.

The God of War falls in love with the Little Fairy Grass.

The Goddess of War, acting as the Heavenly Emperor, separated the lovers.

Little Fairy Grass watched sadly as the God of War married another man of noble birth, Peacock.

"Did you ever love me?"

"Never." Wen Miaomiao just wanted to get through this quickly.

The little fairy threw away the tokens the two had exchanged and jumped directly onto the path of reincarnation.

I wish I would never meet you again in my next life.

He leaped into the air.