Fantasy: The Counterattack of the Female Sovereign

As night fell, Song Yao lay in bed, her heart restless. The shadow's threat weighed like a heavy stone on her heart. She knew she had to quickly understand the rules of this world to survive in this unknown game.

The first rays of sunlight streamed through the window onto Song Yao's face. She opened her eyes, determined to start a new day. She put on a simple cloth dress, opened the door, and prepared to look for Su Ran, the civilian youth who had helped her after she traveled through time.

Su Ran was chopping wood in the yard, sweat dripping down his forehead. Seeing Song Yao, he smiled warmly. "Song Yao, you look much more energetic today." His voice was filled with concern.

Song Yao nodded, took a deep breath, and began to ask Su Ran about the basic situation of this world. Su Ran stopped what he was doing and patiently explained the cultivation system and the laws of survival in this world.

"In our world, strength is the key to survival," Su Ran said as he gestured. "From low to high, practitioners are divided into Spiritual Practitioners, Spiritual Masters, Spiritual Venerables, Spiritual Saints, and Spiritual Emperors. Each level has its own unique abilities, and the source of their strength is the spiritual energy between heaven and earth."

Song Yao listened intently, realizing that if she wanted to gain a foothold in this world, she had to become a powerful cultivator. Her gaze was firm, and she had already made a decision.

"Su Ran, can you teach me how to practice?" There was a hint of urgency in Song Yao's voice.

Su Ran smiled slightly. He pulled out a worn book from his pocket and handed it to Song Yao. "This is the basic cultivation method. You should start with this. If you have any questions, you can always ask me."

Song Yao took the book, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She knew that Su Ran had become her first friend in this world.

Song Yao began her arduous practice. Following the instructions in the book, she attempted to absorb the spiritual energy from heaven and earth. At first, it was extremely difficult, as if an invisible barrier was holding her back. But as time went on, she gradually found her rhythm, and a gentle current began to flow through her body.

A few days later, Song Yao could already feel the presence of spiritual energy within her. She tried to follow the instructions in the book, gathering the spiritual energy in her palm. Suddenly, a faint light flashed in her hand. Although it was fleeting, it made Song Yao excited.

She knew she had taken the first step in her cultivation. She looked up at the sky, her eyes gleaming with determination. She would become stronger, she would uncover the secrets of this world, she would find her way home.

Just as Song Yao was immersed in the joy of cultivation, a discordant voice broke her tranquility. "Song Yao, what are you doing here?" Lin Wan's voice was sharp and piercing, with a disdainful smile on her face.

Song Yao turned and faced Lin Wan. The fear in her eyes was gone. "I'm practicing. Is there anything wrong?" Her voice was calm and powerful.

Lin Wan's expression changed. She had obviously not expected Song Yao to react this way. "You, a lowly person, are you worthy of practicing?" Her voice was tinged with jealousy.

Song Yao sneered. She ignored Lin Wan's provocation and turned back to continue practicing. She knew that only by becoming stronger could she truly protect herself.

Night fell once again, and Song Yao returned to her room. She was about to rest when a faint light caught her attention. She noticed something unusual about the book in her hand. The words within began to glow, and lines of text appeared in the air, forming a mysterious spell.

Song Yao's heart surged with curiosity, and she began to silently recite the incantation. As her voice grew louder, the light in the room grew brighter. Suddenly, a dazzling light enveloped her, and she felt as if her body was being pulled by a powerful force, flying towards an unknown realm.