Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

After Zhu Yiran and Ning Buwei reunited, they led their men to break down the door.

They could hear the fighting sounds inside the courtyard very clearly.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, Ning Wange walked out with disheveled hair and a cold look in her eyes.

Ning looked at him with concern and asked, "Are you... are you injured?"

He gave his confidant a look and went to find his wife.

At this moment, what his daughter needs most is comfort, and it would be more appropriate for his wife to be there.

"I'm fine, Father. Go find my sister; she's gone after the person who imprisoned me." Ning Yuange pointed in the direction Aqi had left.

She was worried about her younger sister, Aqi, who was just a child.

Ning Buwei: "Okay." He went alone, while those who stayed behind protected Ning Wange.

Once the person was found, Jiang Yubai informed Alliance Leader Xie and personally led Ning Wange to express their gratitude.

Ning Wange directly pointed out that Fu Baiwen was the one who imprisoned her and asked Alliance Leader Xie to send people to help capture him.

"This," Xie, the leader of the alliance, said with disbelief, "How is this possible? Fu Baiwen is a famous chivalrous man in the martial arts world."

Ning Wange became slightly agitated: "I didn't lie. You can check the people who died in the hospital."

"They are all from Zixia Tower."

Leader Xie said ambiguously, "Zixia Tower is a business, perhaps it belongs to someone else."

"Impossible, the person I saw was Fu Baiwen," Ning Yuge retorted.

Seeing Ning Wange's lack of social skills, Xie, the leader of the alliance, turned to Jiang Yubai and said, "It's not that I'm making excuses, but the martial arts tournament is approaching."

"I'm too busy to handle everything. How about this: I'll investigate personally after the martial arts tournament ends."

"How about we give you justice?"

Jiang Yubai stopped Ning Yuange from speaking with a glare: "The bigger picture is more important, and both Buwei and I understand that."

Those who don't understand are all wrong.

"We'll listen to you."

When Madam Shi saw the mother and daughter out, she had a hint of guilt in her expression.

"I'm sorry, Yu Bai, I..."

Jiang Yubai patted her hand and comforted her, saying, "It has nothing to do with you."

The leader of the martial arts alliance is not Madam Shi, the one in charge is not Madam Shi, so how could Madam Shi be the one to take her anger out on others?

"I will definitely remind him after the martial arts tournament."

"Yes, thank you."

Jiang Yubai led Ning Yuange into the carriage.

"Mother... will the Alliance Leader really seek justice for me after the martial arts tournament?" Ning Yuge had learned not to easily trust people.

Jiang Yubai's gaze was fixed on the curtains, which were blown by the wind, and he occasionally caught a glimpse of the scenery outside.

"That depends on how much blood Fu is willing to shed?"

Even today, Zixia Tower remains a readily available tool in people's minds.

The alliance leader doesn't want to lose it either.

Ning Yuange lowered her head: "If we go against Zixia Tower and suffer too much loss, Mother, I'm not injured."

It can be treated as if it never happened.

Jiang Yubai laughed and said, "Fool, we don't harm people, and we're not afraid of people."

"The Green Mountain Sect is willing to fight for justice for its disciples, even at the cost of the entire sect, but the Purple Cloud Pavilion is not."

It has a master behind it, and how could the master lose its own things because of someone else?

Back at their residence, Ning Qi and Ning Buwei were already back and waiting for them.

Ning Yuange looked at the brightly lit courtyard.

A person lay on the ground, seemingly oblivious to his fate. The clothes on his body were so familiar to her that she would never forget them, even in her dreams.

Ning Yuange glanced at her younger sister, Ning Qi, and nodded.

She drew the dagger from her waist and walked step by step toward Fu Baiwen, squatting down and turning his face toward her.

His mouth was covered in blood.

After Ning Wange took three steps away, she ordered, "Splash him awake."

One basin of water, then two basins of water, were all poured over Fu Baiwen, whose eyelashes fluttered slightly.

What came into view was Ning Wange, who was holding a dagger and looking at him with a smile.

Fu Baiwen subconsciously tried to move his body, but all the internal energy in his body had been absorbed, and he was also injured.

His body remained stationary.

Turning to look at Ning Qi, who had committed such a heinous act against him, the hatred in his eyes was undisguised.

Fu Baiwen opened his mouth, blood was flowing out, and he could only make muffled sounds.

His tongue was cut off.

He roared angrily at Ning Qi, like a harmless wildcat with its fur standing on end.

Ning Qi didn't move. Ning Yuange slashed his right hand with the dagger, the same right hand that was pinching her chin.

Blood and pain made Fu Baiwen lose his earlier composure when facing Ning Wange.

He muttered curses under his breath.

Ning Yange didn't understand, taking it as a blessing. She smiled and said, "Didn't you say you'd be willing to die by my hand?"

She used the cold, sharp dagger to strike Fu Baiwen's face.

"Why do you look like you're about to eat someone alive?"

Ning Wange felt really good; no wonder Fu Baiwen took her hatred as a joke.

It was indeed amusing.

No matter how much Fu Baiwen yelled or how much hatred he felt, Ning Yuange only felt that he was trying to get attention.

She also has the worst aspects of human nature.

After trying to understand Fu Baiwen's past feelings and stabbing him a few more times, Ning Wange found the conversation pointless.

"Fu Bowen, be a good person in your next life."

All of Fu Baiwen's hatred and anger vanished, and he pitifully begged for mercy.

"Waaaaah!"

No, no, his eyes clearly showed his desire to live.

At the critical moment of life and death, he was able to move his body, little by little, backward.

Ning Yuange stepped forward. The panic in his eyes was real. She tilted her head and thought that Fu Baiwen was nothing special.

The dagger had not yet pierced Fu Baiwen's chest.

Ning Qi grabbed Ning Yuange's hand and took three steps back, while Ning Buwei directly confronted Fu En, the master of Zixia Tower.

The other disciples in the courtyard also found their opponents among the men in black.

The battle begins.

Hope and hatred reappeared in Fu Baiwen's eyes.

His father came to save him.

The fight inside the Qingshan Sect's courtyard couldn't be kept secret from the neighbors, and many came to inquire about it.

Zhu Yiran pushed aside the people blocking her way, flew down from the wall, and aimed the hidden weapon in her hand at the man in black.

She backed down once, but not this time.

In a quarter of an hour.

Fu En coughed up blood and knelt in front of Fu Baiwen. Two-thirds of the men in black he brought were dead, and the remaining third were firmly encircled.

They protected the father and son.

Ning Qi and Ning Buwei exchanged a glance, deciding to eliminate the threat completely.

Only the winner can recount the events.

"Sect Leader Ning." The three flew over and stood between Ning Qi, Ning Buwei, and the man in black.

Two of the three are sect leaders, and one is a sect elder. Two of them are ninth-rank martial artists, and one is a half-step grandmaster.

The person in the middle has white hair and looks like a middle-aged man in his forties, with a tall and straight figure.

"Is this enough?"

Knowing what had happened between the two families, the white-haired man pointed at Fu Baiwen and said, "His tendons are severed; that's enough to apologize to your daughter."

He genuinely believed that.

After all, Ning Wange was not seriously injured.

But Fu Bowen paid too high a price.

"Yes, Sect Leader Ning, the martial arts tournament is just around the corner, and there are officials from the imperial court present. We shouldn't let them laugh at us," the thin man in red on the left also advised.

The elder on the right said directly, "I have come to mediate on the orders of Alliance Leader Xie."

Ning Buwei's face was dark and gloomy.

Ning Qi suddenly realized something.