Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Jiang Yubai treated his eldest daughter's best friend with kindness and amiability.

After talking for about fifteen minutes, she called the children to go play, saying that as an adult, she wouldn't disturb them any longer.

Zhu Yiran took half a step, then turned back to look at the medical book beside Ning's mother. She unconsciously asked, "You like medicine?"

Following Zhu Yiran's gaze, Jiang Yubai saw the books on one side and thought that the person in front of him was good at observing.

She smiled and said, "I like it."

Zhu Yiran stood there stunned. She had only casually written down that Ning's mother had switched to studying medicine after her physical injury.

I thought the female lead's mother had to have some redeeming qualities, not just be an ordinary person.

But she is now a real, living person.

"May I ask your name?"

Jiang Yubai felt that her answer was indeed abrupt, but seeing the seriousness in her eyes, she still replied, "Jiang Yubai."

Zhu Yiran then went out with Ning Wange and Ning Qi.

The first thing I did when we went out was to ask them what character their mother's name was.

Ning Yuange thought she was strange, but she already knew her name and the characters weren't wrong.

"It sounds so good!" Zhu Yiran exclaimed.

Ning Qi Ning Elegy: "..."

It sounds nice, but you don't need to boast about it.

The three arrived at Ning Wange's room, and Zhu Yiran's curiosity was focused on Ning Qi, who did not appear in the story.

"Little Ningqi." Zhu Yiran looked intently at Ningqi, just as Ningqi looked at her favorite pork ribs.

Ning Qi held the nine-linked rings in her hand and looked up at the strange-looking Zhu Yiran.

"Um?"

Zhu Yiran sat on the blanket: "Shall we play a game?"

Ning Qi held up the nine-linked rings in her hand, indicating that she was playing with them.

"May I ask you a few questions?"

Zhu Yiran: "I won't ask for nothing. I'll give you five taels of silver for every answer you give."

This was the most generous she had ever been since she transmigrated.

Ning Qi swallowed back the words she couldn't say, and focused on working on the nine-linked rings in her hand.

"Ask away."

"I will answer seriously."

At such a young age, he already knows the benefits of money.

Zhu Yiran held up one finger: "First question, does Aqi like practicing martial arts?"

"like."

"Second question: If your sister is bullied, what will Aqi do?"

Ning Qi frowned involuntarily: "Who dares to bully my older sister?"

Zhu Yiran snapped her fingers, her expression relaxed: "For example, the senior and junior brothers who performed the elegy?"

Ning Qi looked at Zhu Yiran with the same expression she'd given a fool: "Impossible." She was absolutely certain.

Why?

"My father is the sect leader, and after him, I will be the sect leader."

No one from the Green Mountain Sect dares to bully her sister.

Zhu Yiran looked at the five-year-old child from head to toe, her tone hard to remain calm.

"You want to become the sect leader?"

Is this the kind of ideal a five-year-old should have?

Ning Qi nodded and held up three fingers: "Yes, my father is the sect leader, and I want to be the sect leader too."

Zhu Yiran was deeply shocked.

She, a time traveler, never even considered becoming the head of a wealthy family.

Ning Qi, a child who doesn't even exist in the novel, is incredibly bold.

She opened her lips, then closed them again. She had just drunk tea, so why was she so thirsty?

"You, only the most powerful person can be the sect leader."

"That's me." Ning Qi was very confident. She believed that as long as she started cultivating, she would be the most powerful person.

Zhu Yiran, she should be the one with the most confidence, she is the one who is a time traveler.

"What if Chen Qing wants to become the sect leader?"

Ning Qi frowned, her tone displeased: "He's trying to steal my things?"

Zhu Yiran: "..."

Is it possible that the leader of the Green Mountain Sect is not yours?

"What is it?" Ning Wange came in from outside and asked as she came to where the two of them were sitting.

A gentle breeze blew by, dispelling the summer heat and blowing a few soft strands of hair across Ning Qi's forehead.

The wind brushed past her, then soothed her.

After calming down, Ning Qi told Ning Yange about Chen Qing trying to take her things.

Ning Wange: "..."

"...It's all Senior Brother's fault. How could he steal our A-Qi's things?" She took sides in a second.

She put her arm around Ning Qi's shoulder and coaxed her gently, "When A Qi grows up and learns martial arts, she can defeat Senior Brother."

"Defeat everyone else, and then no one will compete with you."

"Aqi is truly the leader of the sect."

Ning Qi: "Sister, how long will it take?"

Ning Yuange glanced at her sister: "Well, probably at least twenty years."

That's true. Her father was a man of exceptional talent, but he didn't inherit the position of sect leader until he was over thirty.

If we move back five or six years in terms of her sister's situation...

Ning Qi rested her chin on her hands, gazing into the distance at the future: "That's a long time coming."

The two sisters, one dared to speak, the other dared to listen, while Zhu Yiran stood by like an outsider.

But children's dreams are great.

She didn't expose it.

Aside from the sudden and violent death of the previous leader of the Green Mountain Sect, Ning Buwei succeeded to the position at the young age of just over thirty.

Otherwise, the leaders of each sect would all be at least sixty years old.

Ordinary people are about to reach the end of their lifespan, while the future of highly skilled martial artists is just beginning.

Martial artists of the first to third rank are around ninety years old.

Martial artists of the fourth to sixth rank are around 110 years old.

Martial artists of the seventh to ninth rank are around 150 years old.

Grandmasters can live to be two hundred years old.

Zhu Yiran's dream is to live to be two hundred and become a grandmaster.

Taking advantage of Ning Wange's departure, she followed her out and exclaimed, "Aqi really dares to think, and you dare to say it too."

Ning Yange turned around, raising an eyebrow: "Do you have a problem with Aqi?"

Zhu Yiran: "..."

To everyone's surprise, Ning Wange is actually a sister-complex.

"...You've changed." Her female lead is the most gentle, kind, and considerate person; she would never argue with someone.

But it has such a fresh human touch.

Ning Wange, holding onto Zhu Yiran's arm, retorted, "No, I haven't changed. I'm still Ning Wange."

"So everything you said to Aqi was the truth?"

"certainly."

The two argued and bickered until nightfall.

Even if it's not for the children, they will still come back to entertain the guests. The banquet table is the place where you can best see what's going on.

Zhu Yiran noticed that the food in Aqi's bowl was overflowing, and she watched Ning Buwei teaching Aqi.

She noticed that everyone's eyes were on her.

The reason is that Ningqi is not a Tibetan-speaking child; she tells her mother and father everything.

This includes what Zhu Yiran said about Chen Qing taking her position as sect leader.

Zhu Yiran really wanted to crawl into a hole. Would Jiang Yubai and Ning Buwei think she was stirring up trouble?

She wondered if they would stop her from playing with Wan Ge.

Ning Buwei answered very frankly: "Father believes that Aqi will be the final winner, the victor."

Regardless of whether Aqi's natural talent is stronger or weaker than his eldest apprentice's.

He is the final decision-maker, the sect leader.

Zhu Yiran watched as another character in a book had their persona shattered.

The carefree and serene Sect Leader Ning has transformed into a real person with selfish motives, Ning Buwei.