Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Hell.

A quiet and ordinary day.

As Meng Po served soup to people by the Bridge of Helplessness, she sighed and looked towards the main gate.

Since Mingqi was tricked and forced to leave by Yama, the underworld has become much quieter.

But the ensuing deathly silence made them think of Mingqi's lively and energetic days.

"Sigh." Meng Po would sigh every time she served soup to people.

The faces of the ox-headed and horse-faced demons passing by were chilled by that sigh.

A flash of white light.

The King of Hell, dressed in black and gold robes, was about to begin his work.

But wherever she went, she would receive disdainful looks from different ghosts.

Yama:"......"

Ha ha.

She had long since gotten used to it; she had started getting used to it the first year Mingqi left.

Back in the main hall, he sketched the documents on the table with a few strokes, and after finishing, they disappeared one by one from their original spot.

Go and find the person who presented it.

"King Yama, when will Aqi return? The underworld needs her."

Another person inquired about the date. Yama tossed the memorial aside and continued reading the others.

I couldn't help but think to myself: They were the ones who abandoned the noisy child and deliberately sent him to the human world to grow and mature.

Before three months had even passed, they all couldn't hold back anymore.

The King of Hell despises them.

"Ahhh."

"You're back."

A rare, noisy sound rang out in the underworld.

With her profound cultivation, Yama naturally sensed the return of a familiar person. With a snap of her fingers, she vanished from the spot.

At the entrance to the underworld.

A flash of golden light, and Mingqi made a dazzling entrance.

She is probably around twenty years old now.

Mingqi, dressed in black and gold, with a bright smile on her face, waved to the familiar ghosts of the underworld.

loudly proclaim:

"I'm back."

Meng Po paused in her hand holding the spoon, her gaze fixed on Ming Qi's position.

She waved her hand and said to the ghosts who wanted the Meng Po soup, "Come again tomorrow."

She flashed towards Mingqi.

The ox-headed and horse-faced demons also turned around to look at the returning people.

In just a few seconds.

Mingqi was completely surrounded by people who told her how much they missed her and how they complained about the King of Hell.

All the mistakes are the fault of the King of Hell.

Mingqi wholeheartedly agreed with this statement and was about to nod when the King of Hell arrived.

The King of Hell snorted at the ghost who had spoken ill of her: "Disperse, or I'll deduct three times your performance bonus."

The ghosts looked aggrieved.

Performance, a ghostly thing passed down from the human world to the underworld.

The ghosts who were rigidly controlled by performance evaluations dispersed, but some were not controlled. Meng Po gently held Ming Qi's hand.

Looking at her rosy, glowing face: "You've lost weight, Aqi has lost weight."

"You've suffered."

Meng Po looked at Ming Qi with a pained expression, feeling that her child had been wronged.

But Meng Po had a face that was about the same age as Ming Qi, yet her eyes revealed a kind and loving look.

It's a bit strange.

When Mingqi returned, all her memories had returned, and looking back on the mortal world, she felt that everything was alright.

I didn't suffer much.

"I'm fine," she said truthfully.

Seeing Meng Po's distress, Yama felt a toothache himself, since she had given him a golden finger.

How could we let a child suffer?

Just by looking up, the golden light emanating from Mingqi was so dazzling that it blinded her.

"You've gained a lot from this trip."

Upon hearing this, Mingqi tilted her head back, proudly boasting, "Yes, of course."

"I'm not much worse off than you now."

Yama:"......"

"...Don't be arrogant, you still have a lot to learn."

Mingqi stretched out his hands: "With such strength, I have no right to be modest."

Meng Po smiled as she watched the two of them bickering as always.

King Yama: Has he grown up?

They're still not grown up, so why were they sent back?

On the first day, Mingqi honestly went to see all the ghosts he knew and was familiar with, and solemnly announced to them.

The King of the Underworld has returned.

The next day, Mingqi sat arrogantly in the seat of the King of Hell, holding the King of Hell's pen in his hand.

He smiled at Yama, the King of Hell, and said, "You're too late."

"This place is mine now," she said, pointing towards the palace.

Yama:"......"

You can only be obedient for one day.

She smiled and said, "Okay, you'll be in charge of approving all the memorials now."

With a wave of his sleeve, Yama, the King of Hell, revealed that Mingqi's desk was piled high with memorials.

Mingqi glared at her and accused, "What are you good for? Why aren't you working properly?"

The King of Hell looked at her with a smile: "Here you are, waiting for you to come."

Mingqi: She has no desire to do the work of reviewing memorials.

She immediately stood up from her seat, took the Queen of Hell's hand, and said, "Good auntie, it's cold, I've warmed up your seat for you."

"Come and sit down."

Mingqi genuinely pressed the King of Hell into his seat, then laughed and said, "Approve it yourself."

She's going to play.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face were capturing a ghost when a gust of wind blew by, and the ropes binding the ghost were untied.

The ghost wants to run away.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face tried to stop them, and a fight broke out between the two sides.

Mingqi stood to the side, his figure visible, cheering on Ox-Head and Horse-Face.

"Keep it up, you guys are the best, I believe in you."

Ox-Head and Horse-Face: "..."

They don't need to be favored; they just need to safely send the ghost away.

Memories of past sorrows returned to my mind.

Meng Po is telling the ghosts, "Drink my soup, forget your past life, and embrace a new one."

The ghost nodded in agreement.

She was about to serve soup to the ghost when, in an instant, the spoon in her hand disappeared.

Meng Po activated her purple eyes and looked in one direction: "Aqi, give me my spoon."

She's busy working.

Mingqi was held by the shoulder by a fair and delicate hand, unable to move.

She turned around in confusion: "Why can you still stop me?" She was clearly invincible in the underworld.

Meng Po: Invincible! You don't even absorb your golden light, so where does your invincibility come from?

"Once you've absorbed the golden light, I won't be able to stop you."

She gave her child a goal.

Mingqi tossed the spoon to Meng Po, snapped her fingers, and disappeared from the spot.

Slightly traumatized, Mingqi went into seclusion.

She sat in meditation with her eyes closed, and the golden light around her reappeared, surrounding her and being absorbed into her body little by little.

The purple key flew out from Mingqi's wrist.

It swayed and entered its owner's field of vision.

Mingqi's memories of the key have returned.

Yama and Meng Po are looking at Mingqi through a mirror.

"It'll be done soon," Yama said with relief.

Mingqi was diligently practicing in the mirror.

Meng Po jokingly asked, "Aren't you afraid that once she becomes stronger, she'll take your place?"

Yama rolled his eyes at her: "The Three Realms are about to be thrown into turmoil, and Aqi's rapid increase in strength is a great thing."

At least from the perspective of the underworld.

It's a joyous occasion.

"Besides, if she doesn't become the next ruler of the underworld, can you agree to that?"

They all spoil their children more than she does.

It's all their fault; Mingqi hasn't made any progress in decades.

Meng Po: "..."

She turned to look at Mingqi, ignoring Yanwang's words.

Thirty years later.

A golden light rose from the underworld and shot straight into the Heavenly Palace. Mingqi opened her golden eyes.

"I am coming."

End of article!